Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2092 - 2092 2082 None of Them Are My Match

2092: Chapter 2082: None of Them Are My Match 2092: Chapter 2082: None of Them Are My Match Tianwei finally felt fear inside, retreating rapidly back into the crowd.

After all, to him, his life was far more important than saving face.

He couldn’t care less about being embarrassed now, this youngster’s attacks were too bizarre.

Although clearly at the Fourth Rank God King level, the attacks were no weaker than the usual God King ninth stage.

Total silence enveloped the scene.

What kind of demon was this?

Had he just repulsed a half-step Divine Emperor in such a short time?

The breath of the people around him shivered, what kind of people were there in the Seven Star Hall?

“Those who offend my Seven Star Hall shall be punished even if far away!”

As Long Yan’s voice fell, a roaring chant arose from the disciples of the Seven Star Hall behind him.

“Those who offend my Seven Star Hall shall be punished even if far away!”

“Those who offend my Seven Star Hall shall be punished even if far away!”

…

The enormous chanting made everyone on the opposite side shudder in awe.

Previously, the Seven Star Hall might have been disorganized due to low morale but was now united like a single rope, no longer just a ramshackle group of soldiers.

“Kill him for me!”

Tianwei’s shout brought back the spirits of many sect leaders.

This child must not be allowed to live.

If given time, which sect here would be a match for them?

“Die.”

The attacking sect leader, Meng Han, was from a sect within the Hundred Thousand Mountains called the Child Sect, an evil cult that practiced cultivation through devouring children, and the countless resentful spirits swirling around him proved the bloodshed he had caused.

“Hundred Ghosts Night Walk.”

The surrounding vengeful spirits screamed and charged towards Long Yan, leaving trails of blood in the air.

“Tiger Roar in the Mountains.”

Behind Long Yan, the phantom of a white tiger attacked the vengeful spirits, its golden claws tearing numerous spirits into shreds.

Meng Han, hit hard, staggered back four or five steps, fresh blood pouring uncontrollably from his mouth.

The sects of the Hundred Thousand Mountains mostly practiced dark sorcery, and the White Tiger with its Soul Profundity was their natural bane.

Seeing Meng Han’s pitiful state, the surrounding evil cults dared not step forward.

Zhou Xuantong and Tian Shu, standing behind Long Yan, were already stunned.

Long Yan had single-handedly intimidated dozens of sect leaders from various cults, and the Holy King looked at Long Yan with complicated eyes.

Today, if he had returned to the Seven Star Hall alone, he was bound to face certain death, but Long Yan’s return had saved the entire Seven Star Hall.

If one could say that the first time Long Yan fought with him, it was by exploiting his character, now he wasn’t even qualified to be Long Yan’s opponent.

No, it should be said that none of the young talents from this higher star domain would be a match for Long Yan.

“Who else?”

Long Yan’s gaze swept over all the sect leaders from the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Even Tianwei shrank his neck and did not dare to utter a word.

“You all are no match for me.”

His haughty tone infuriated the opposing sect leaders, yet they dared not utter a word in response.

“Long Yan, don’t be arrogant.

We have more people on our side.

If we all attack together, even you can’t save the Seven Star Hall.”

“Oh?”

Tianwei, who had been caught by Long Yan’s gaze, hurriedly hid himself.

The words just spoken had come from him; although he was cultivating an ancient Demon God martial arts, today, Tianwei actually felt threatened.

Therefore, he now looked so timid, his Demon God illusion shattered and his vitality greatly damaged.

He guessed that upon his return, the elders of the Heavenly Gate Sect would likely impeach him.

This truly meant losing his wife and troops, and he absolutely despised Long Yan in his heart, looking for ways to disgust him.

Behind Long Yan, the White Tiger landed on the square and roared, causing the bodies of numerous Sect Leaders from Hundred Thousand Mountains to tremble slightly.

The desire to fight that Tianwei had stirred up was now broken by this move by Long Yan.

Long Yan stood erect in front of the main hall of Seven-Star Hall, with the ferociously gazing White Tiger by his side watching the side of Hundred Thousand Mountains.

“Long…

Long…”

A Sect Leader from Hundred Thousand Mountains stepped forward wanting to speak but, upon seeing Long Yan’s majestic gaze, he didn’t know how to address him.

Should he call him Sect Leader Long?

The Sect Leader of Seven-Star Hall was Tian Shu.

“I announce that Long Yan is now the eleventh elder of My Seven Star Hall, with a status equal to the other elders.”

Supported by the Holy King and another disciple, Tian Shu stood up.

Long Yan was now an elder of the Seven-Star Hall, and there had never been an elder as young as Long Yan in the history of the Seven-Star Hall.

But, despite being young, the young man before them was truly not to be trifled with.

“Elder Long.”

The Sect Leader came forward and said.

Although he had mustered his courage, the gaze that swept over from Long Yan still chilled his spine.

“We of Hundred Thousand Mountains were merely deceived by Tianwei; we truly had no other intentions.

So how about we hand over Tianwei and in return, Seven-Star Hall spares us?”

As soon as the Sect Leader finished speaking, Tianwei attempted to flee but was restrained by several other Sect Leaders.

The disciples of the Heavenly Gate Sect tried to come forward to rescue him, but how could the exhausted disciples of the Heavenly Gate Sect match the forces of Hundred Thousand Mountains?

“Elder Long, what do you think?”

Watching the obsequious smile on the Sect Leader’s face, Long Yan let out a heavy snort from his nose.

The Sect Leader sure had wishful thinking—if today Long Yan had not returned, perhaps the Seven-Star Hall might have already been annihilated.

“Sparing you is possible.”

Long Yan thought for a moment.

Although the fighting spirit of the Seven-Star Hall was high now, in reality, most of the disciples were out of combat power.

Long Yan alone would find it difficult to change the course of the war, but it was necessary to exert some leverage.

“However, you need to offer compensation, and all damaged items of Seven-Star Hall must be compensated.”

Then, Long Yan’s gaze turned to Tian Shu, wanting to seek his opinions.

Of course, Tian Shu understood what Long Yan meant.

This battle had greatly damaged the Seven-Star Hall, so resolving the conflict peacefully was indeed best.

He simply nodded, giving Long Yan full authority to decide.

“Each sect must provide a thousand Mysterious Lingdan, and if there are no Mysterious Lingdan, then Genius Earth Treasure can be used as compensation.”

Long Yan’s demand fit well within the bottom line of the various Sect Leaders.

Although a thousand Mysterious Lingdan was painful, most of the sects could produce them, and those few who couldn’t were not significant enough to stir up any trouble.

“Alright, alright.”

The leading Sect Leader wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

A thousand Mysterious Lingdan for a life saved was indeed worth it; if it came to a fight, no one would come out better.

“Let me make it clear beforehand, we have taken note of all the sects here, and if anyone falls short, don’t blame me, Long Yan, for paying a visit.”

Long Yan’s icy tone intimidated the heart of every Sect Leader present.

As for what visiting meant, of course, they all had an idea.

“Yes, yes.”

The many Sect Leaders could but comply, agreeing to have the items delivered after returning to their sects.

As for Tianwei, he was restrained by the many Sect Leaders and couldn’t utter a single word.

“Elder Long, this is Tianwei, we are handing him over to you.”

The many Sect Leaders jointly threw Tianwei out, showing that the forces of Hundred Thousand Mountains, able to stand alongside Seven-Star Hall and the Heavenly Gate Sect, were indeed not to be underestimated.