Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2070 - 2070 2060 Shocking the Seven-Star Hall

2070: Chapter 2060: Shocking the Seven-Star Hall 2070: Chapter 2060: Shocking the Seven-Star Hall This item was useless for Long Yan, but for these messenger disciples, it was not; they joyfully took the Mysterious Lingdan from Long Yan’s hands, and in their hearts, they had already deemed Long Yan the God of Wealth.

After tidying up a bit, Long Yan planned to head to the Main Hall, though he felt slightly puzzled about why Sect Leader Tianshu would summon him.

“Disciple greets the Sect Leader.”

Upon entering the Main Hall, Long Yan immediately noticed the livid-faced Tianshu and the smug Holy King sitting beside him; he roughly understood what might be the situation.

It seemed the Holy King was probably here to cause trouble for him, but it was worth mentioning that the rarely seen Supreme Elder had also appeared inside the Main Hall.

“Long Yan, I must ask you, did you take the Holy King’s Legacy?”

Although Tianshu was reluctant, he still asked the question.

This morning, the Holy King had come with the Supreme Elder to force Long Yan to surrender the item, and between sobs, the Holy King had accused Long Yan of despicably stealing his Legacy.

“Disciple doesn’t understand.”

Long Yan, having a general idea of the situation, responded respectfully.

“Disciple doesn’t know how, with such modest strength, he could have taken the Legacy from the First Disciple of the Seven-Star Hall.”

Though his words were few, they were reasoned and solid; Tianshu’s hanging heart was somewhat put to ease.

Especially when Long Yan stressed the words “First Disciple of the Seven-Star Hall,” the Supreme Elder also cast a doubtful gaze toward the Holy King, who now finally understood why he had been told today that a disciple had stolen his Legacy, leading him to forcefully support the Holy King.

“You…

you used some despicable means.”

Clearly, the Holy King felt guilty as he said this, initially only wanting to deceive the Supreme Elder to get him involved, so much so that he even forgot to concoct which means Long Yan had used.

“Oh?

Could I perhaps ask Senior Brother Holy King, what despicable means did Junior Brother use to steal Senior Brother’s Legacy?”

Long Yan, raising his golden brows, asked without a trace of respect for the Holy King in his tone.

“This…”

Flustered by Long Yan’s retort, the Holy King was left speechless, wondering if he should accuse Long Yan of a sneak attack.

At that time, Long Yan hadn’t yet joined the Seven-Star Hall, which would instead make him appear foolish to others.

“If Senior Brother really wants the Legacy I possess, how about we have a match?

If Senior Brother wins, I will willingly offer the Legacy.”

A trace of mockery appeared in Long Yan’s eyes; he had recently gained new insights into the Wuhou Legacy and saw this as an opportunity to test his skills against the Holy King.

“Agreed, it’s decided.”

Overjoyed, the Holy King, thinking that today’s matter would have to be dropped, hadn’t expected Long Yan to willingly walk into the trap.

This excited him immensely.

Ecstatic, the Holy King hurriedly accepted Long Yan’s proposal; in his view, competing against him—a chief disciple of the Seven-Star Hall—meant certain defeat for Long Yan.

“Then you two head to the Combat Demonstration Field.”

Tianshu also found it strange hearing Long Yan’s words; why would Long Yan jump into the pit himself?

As the Heavenly Elder, who had lost all face due to the Holy King, also nodded, this way, at least a bit of dignity could still be preserved.

On the Combat Demonstration Field, the Holy King wore a triumphant smile; he had reached the 8th-Rank God King, while Long Yan’s strength was only at God King Level Three, making it highly unlikely for him to be his match.

Golden eyes surveyed the surroundings of the spectator stands, where most of the supporters were from the Holy King Planet, and the Holy King’s supporters in the Seven Star Hall were estimated to surpass even those of Sect Leader Tianshu.

Seeing this scene, Tianshu also felt very uncomfortable in his heart; his disciple had more supporters in the sect than he did, and he hadn’t even abdicated yet.

“Junior Brother, be careful.”

The Holy King spoke to Long Yan with a smile on his face, believing that Long Yan was likely already intimidated and wanted to hand over the legacy on a silver platter but was looking for an excuse to save face.

“Senior Brother, please.”

Long Yan made a welcoming gesture to the Holy King, but he himself stood still and did not move.

The Holy King’s body radiated Golden Light as he charged toward Long Yan.

True Qi condensed around the Holy King, unexpectedly forming the shape of a golden lion, noble and valiant.

Long Yan was not in a hurry upon seeing the scene before him; his fingers flicked continuously in the air, and several Tai Chi Formations appeared around the golden lion.

“What’s this?”

The Holy King was clearly puzzled by Long Yan’s move, but seeing that it did not harm him, he let his guard down.

It seemed to the Holy King that Long Yan indeed intended to willingly hand over the legacy.

The Holy King had already begun to imagine the scene of his strength ascending after obtaining the legacy.

As for Long Yan, who had caused him to lose face several times, how could he possibly let him live?

Human greed has no limits, and the Holy King wanted all the strange abilities that Long Yan possessed.

A curve formed at the corner of Long Yan’s mouth; the fish had taken the bait.

The moment the Holy King appeared before Long Yan, a golden giant paw came smashing down fiercely toward him.

A booming sound echoed as the ground trembled; the Holy King’s strike made the entire stage shake, but he knew that this strike had not hit the flesh; Long Yan had dodged his attack at the crucial moment.

“Where is he?”

The Holy King looked around but couldn’t find Long Yan.

“Over here.”

Turning around, the Holy King saw Long Yan, who stood with a smile on his face, suspended in midair with his feet on a Tai Chi Formation below.

His fingers continued to rapidly flick, and the previously released Tai Chi Formations came to life like rain; black-and-white lights bombarded the Holy King.

The relentless attack disoriented the Holy King, who could only defend passively against Long Yan’s onslaught, raising clouds of dust on the entire stage under the barrage of black-and-white raindrops.

“Long Yan!”

The Holy King roared; he had been careless just now and had fallen into Long Yan’s simple trap.

The black-and-white raindrops left pit marks on the majestic golden lion, making the Holy King feel an unprecedented sense of humiliation.

Smiling, Long Yan vanished into thin air, causing the soaring Holy King to miss again.

The airborne Tai Chi Formation activated instantly, and a Tai Chi mark appeared in the air.

“Boom!”

A white explosion ring emerged in the air, blasting the Holy King out and leaving the golden lion tattered.

The Holy King’s eyes reddened as he transformed into a golden flame and charged toward Long Yan.

Seeing the Holy King lose his reason, the outcome of the battle was already decided.

The Supreme Elder, who had witnessed the entire fight, sighed; he had come to seek justice for the Holy King being the First Disciple of the Seven Star Hall, but who could have expected he would be utterly outclassed by another disciple.

Along the way, the Holy King triggered countless Formations, and a series of explosions enveloped him; by the time the smoke cleared, the Holy King lay on the stage like a dead dog, having fainted.