Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1860 - 1860 1850 Dragon Trapped in Shallow Waters

1860: Chapter 1850: Dragon Trapped in Shallow Waters 1860: Chapter 1850: Dragon Trapped in Shallow Waters “Your power…

how could this be?”

The thin man barely stabilized his form, fresh blood spilling from his mouth, his face filled with shock.

Long Yan was merely at the second level of Void God, yet his power was astonishingly above him, a feat that was truly terrifying.

“In my presence, nothing is impossible,”

Long Yan said lightly.

A sixth level Void God could not possibly threaten him, his strength was more than enough to slay a sixth level Void God.

“Flee!”

At that moment, the only thought in the thin man’s mind was to escape.

The next instant, the thin man turned around and fled with all his might.

“Too late!”

Long Yan had anticipated that the thin man would run and was already prepared.

The moment the thin man turned to flee, Long Yan’s figure rushed forward.

He executed the Eight Wastes Step, and caught up to the thin man in one breath.

“Bang!”

With one punch, thunder surged, striking directly at the thin man’s back.

With a loud bang, the thin man was thrust forward, flying out like a shell and smashing into the ground, his blood spraying out and falling from the air as a blood mist.

By the time the thin man crawled out of the pit, Long Yan was already standing in front of him.

“Don’t kill me, please don’t kill me,”

The thin man quickly begged for mercy, his eyes full of pleading.

Having been severely injured by Long Yan, even Long Chen and Zhan Wushuang could kill him.

“I have no grudge against you, so why do you attack me?”

Long Yan asked.

“Don’t you know yourself?”

The thin man looked at Long Yan in astonishment.

Seeing Long Yan’s chilling gaze, he quickly explained, “Here’s the thing, the Misty Rain Tower’s young lady was harvested for her Primordial Yin and perished.

Misty Rain Tower has deemed you the murderer, and now they are hunting you, even offering a lucrative bounty—I came for that bounty.”

“To me, your unparalleled strength makes it suicide for Misty Rain Tower to oppose you!”

Towards the end, the thin man didn’t forget to add some flattery.

“Bang!”

However, as soon as the thin man finished speaking, Long Yan struck him down, ending his life under his despairing gaze.

At this moment, Long Yan’s expression also turned solemn.

“Mu Yunyan really…”

As he had feared, falling into the hands of the Blood-robed young man, the consequences were unimaginable.

He had even planned to return to the Misty Rain Tower to inform Mu Chongyang and then use the power of the Misty Rain Tower to rescue Mu Yunyan.

Now, it seemed everything was too late.

“How could Misty Rain Tower deem us the murderers?”

Both Long Chen and Zhan Wushuang had grave expressions.

Being pursued by Misty Rain Tower, they had no place to hide in this Tuoluo Plane.

“Wang Cheng, it must be him!”

Long Yan said coldly, “Wang Cheng knows we are still alive.

Now that he can no longer oppose us, he has resorted to such despicable schemes to frame us—it must be him!”

He was absolutely certain that Wang Cheng had framed them.

“Damned bastard, I’ll twist off his head someday,”

Long Chen said coldly.

Indeed, it’s easier to deal with Yama than this troublesome lesser demon.

“Under the current circumstances, as soon as we show our faces, we’ll be dead without a place to bury ourselves.

What should we do?”

Zhan Wushuang said.

Here, their chances of escaping from the Heavenly Ambush of Misty Rain Tower were almost zero.

But if they didn’t try to escape, they were facing certain death right where they were.

“Returning to Misty Rain Tower is out of the question.

Let’s first find a way to dodge the pursuit and clear up this matter when the situation calms down.”

Long Yan pondered for a moment, then spoke.

Right now, the entire Misty Rain Tower was enraged, and even if he had the chance to tell the truth, the Tower was unlikely to believe him.

The best plan was to force Wang Cheng to clarify the truth by turning the situation in their favor.

“People from Misty Rain Tower, as well as those hoping to claim the bounty, have definitely come here already; they just haven’t found this place yet.

Let’s move deeper!”

Long Yan said.

The mountain range was vast, and the location they were in was only the central part.

Only by moving deeper could they possibly evade their pursuers.

Immediately, Long Yan and his brothers began moving deeper into the mountains.

However, less than twenty breaths after the three brothers had left, several figures arrived beside the corpse of the thin man.

“This man was a Sixth Level Void God; it couldn’t have been Long Yan who made the move.

Long Yan’s strength shouldn’t be this formidable.”

One of them examined the body of the thin man and spoke.

“Not necessarily.

Long Yan possesses the strength to easily suppress Wang Cheng.

It’s very possible he has the ability of a Sixth Level Void God, especially since he has two helpers by his side.”

Another person said.

“Better to wrongly kill a thousand than to let one go.

They haven’t left long ago—chase them!”

The leader pondered for a moment before leading several people forward in pursuit.

Time passed slowly, and very quickly a day had gone by.

At this moment, deep within the mountain ranges, Long Yan and his two brothers stood atop a mountain surrounded by more than ten martial artists, all of whom were of Void God Cultivation.

The ten or so martial artists were uniformly dressed, clearly people from Misty Rain Tower.

The leader among them was a sturdy middle-aged man, a Ninth Level Void God.

“You three, come back with me to Misty Rain Tower to face your charges.”

The sturdy man looked at Long Yan, Long Chen, and Zhan Wushuang, and said coldly.

The expressions on the faces of the three brothers were grave; the martial artists before them were no weaklings.

Apart from the Ninth Level Void God sturdy man, the others were Seventh or Eighth Level Void Gods, each possessing the ability to contend against the three of them.

“The murderer of Mu Yunyan is not me; it is another.

Wang Cheng is framing me,”

Long Yan said.

Now, he absolutely could not return to Misty Rain Tower.

Once he did, he faced certain death.

Even if Mu Chongyang knew he was not the murderer, most likely, he would still have him killed.

“Whether you’re the murderer or not, come back to Misty Rain Tower first; the Tower Master will decide your fate,”

the sturdy man stated coldly.

“If I go back to Misty Rain Tower now, it would be hard not to die.

There’s no way I can go back.”

Long Yan said, “I can assure you, I will catch the murderer and explain everything to Misty Rain Tower.”

He was determined to take revenge against the Blood-robed young man, both for Mu Yunyan and for himself—his brothers had nearly died at the hands of that young man.

“Do you take me for a fool?”

The sturdy man snorted coldly, his tone even colder, “Your unwillingness to return to Misty Rain Tower proves you’re the murderer.

You might have some strength, but you absolutely cannot escape.

I’m giving you one last chance to voluntarily come back with us; it’ll spare you some physical pain.”

Mu Chongyang’s strict orders were to bring Long Yan back dead or alive.

“A true man takes responsibility for his actions.

I’ve said it, I’m not the murderer.

In the future, I will explain everything to Misty Rain Tower.

Why press the matter so bitterly?”

Long Yan said solemnly, his mind racing with plans for escape.

Escaping from these more than ten individuals was almost impossible.

But he still had to try to escape; otherwise, there was only one path left: the path to death!