Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2218 - 2218 2208 Yongli

2218: Chapter 2208 Yongli 2218: Chapter 2208 Yongli Han Xing’s corpse heavily collapsed to the ground, a bloodstain appearing on his neck.

It took only one sword strike to take his life force away.

Long Yan gently flicked the blood off the Lu Xian Sword.

Probably, even in his dying breath, Han Xing couldn’t figure out how he had been found.

“This…”

Xing Rou was somewhat dumbfounded.

How did Han Xing die?

His body disappeared and he only launched one attack, and Long Yan knew his location?

Long Yan did not explain.

It was simply his good fortune, after all.

White Tiger’s Secret is the natural nemesis of such divine abilities.

Even if one hides their body or Monster Power, it cannot hide one’s Soul, and White Tiger’s Secret specifically targets the Soul.

“Let’s go.”

Long Yan said to the still-stupefied Xing Rou, who then came back to her senses and continued to lead the way for Long Yan.

Of course, Long Yan walked ahead; having seen what happened to Han Xing, he was now quite interested in the other Three Great Demon Guards.

“Has Han Xing failed?”

In a distant Secret Chamber, a Man in the black robe similar to Han Xing spoke indifferently, his voice cold yet somehow seductive.

The Black-clothed man beside him stepped forward.

“Big sister, let me go.”

It appeared that the Man in the black robe was actually a woman.

From behind the partially concealed Black gauze, thin red lips were revealed, her finger gently touching her upper lip.

This Simple action was full of provocation; even though the rest of her body was covered by a Robe, it was captivating.

Those kneeling before her trembled uncontrollably, overpowered by her presence.

“Then go, but remember not to disgrace the Monster King.”

She dismissed the subject with a nonchalant phrase, the Woman returning to her own seat.

She carelessly crossed her legs, the Robe unintentionally parting to reveal her slender legs, tantalizing yet hardly visible.

This scene caused the man beneath to shiver and back away.

“Human Cultivators, truly a rare sight.”

This woman was clearly intrigued by Long Yan, her light laughter echoing through the Space.

Seeing the woman’s demeanor, another Man in the black robe in the Room merely turned away with disdain.

“This is the Demon King Palace’s Kitchen?”

Long Yan was somewhat shocked at the sight of the food piled up like a small mountain.

The Three Cities outside subsisted on grass roots and bark, but here in the Demon King Palace, there was such an abundance of food.

Xing Rou clenched her fists until they creaked.

“It really is a case of the rich feasting while the poor freeze to death outside.”

Long Yan sighed.

It seemed that such situations were all too common everywhere.

Patting the still indignant Xing Rou, the two prepared to head to the next destination.

Long Yan was puzzled, but before Xing Rou could react, Long Yan swiftly scooped her up and vanished from the spot.

“Boom!”

Something fell to the ground where the two had just been standing, making a huge noise.

Xing Rou, no longer embarrassed about being picked up by Long Yan, looked dazedly at the spot.

She hadn’t reacted at all; had it not been for Long Yan, she might have been reduced to dust by now.

A disdainful voice came through the billowing smoke.

Originally, he thought he could take Long Yan’s life with just one move, but who knew that Long Yan’s response would be so swift.

“Are you the human who killed Han Xing?”

The man in the black robe slowly emerged from the smoke, each of his footsteps caused the ground to tremor in this not-so-large space.

Long Yan watched him calmly; the man’s originally loose robe was now bulging out, revealing his knotted muscles that clearly contained explosive strength.

“So what if I am?”

Long Yan gently floated down to the ground from mid-air, setting down Xing Rou who was in his arms.

As soon as she touched solid ground, she burrowed behind Long Yan’s back, her cheeks flushed.

“If that’s the case, I’ll crush you into pieces to avenge Han Xing.

If not, just killing you will do.”

Long Yan was amused by this statement, thinking, what kind of logic is that?

Either way results in death, so what’s the need for a choice?

Seeing Long Yan’s smile, the man in the black robe exhaled a heavy breath of white air, viewing Long Yan as a dead man in his eyes.

“Ao!”

The man in the black robe charged towards Long Yan, his massive body like a towering iron fortress.

“Step back a bit.”

After hearing Long Yan’s words, Xing Rou nodded slightly and retreated behind him.

Long Yan did not turn his head, as if he threw a casual punch.

The man in the black robe lifted his fist and smashed it towards Long Yan.

The two fists collided, generating a violent wave of air from the center.

A tremendous momentum spread outwards, and the man in the black robe was shocked to find that he was evenly matched with Long Yan.

Despite his face turning red with effort, he couldn’t advance another half step; Long Yan had received his mighty punch with ease.

With golden pupils devoid of any mercy, the Martial God Array behind Long Yan emitted a faint red light.

As Long Yan willed it, his fist burst into burning Black Flame, which, like a venomous snake, coiled around the man in the black robe’s massive body.

A painful howl erupted from the man’s mouth.

What happened next surprised Long Yan; the man in the black robe detonated his own arm with a punch, his hand falling to the ground, rapidly being consumed by the Black Fire.

This act of cutting off his own limb left Long Yan astounded.

Even with his massive size, losing an arm made him grunt in pain, staggering a few steps before steadying himself.

“What’s your name?”

Admiration flashed across Long Yan’s golden pupils.

It seemed that even within the Demon King’s Army there were true strong ones, whose ruthless decisiveness impressed him.

“Yongli.”

Yongli’s body tensed, and a new arm grew from the stump of his shoulder, indistinguishable from the previous one.

This sight amazed Long Yan; it seemed Yongli’s ability was regeneration.

“Now the real fight begins.”

Yongli cracked a big smile, revealing his white teeth.

He was much stronger than Han Xing, and though he was nearly taken out by Long Yan in a moment of carelessness, it left him somewhat apprehensive.

However, he wasn’t worried; Yongli had faced opponents stronger than himself before and never failed.

His regeneration wasn’t the kind that could be matched by simply using Monster Power.

Even if he was cut into countless pieces, he could take the time to piece himself back together and regenerate.

This was Yongli’s innate talent, and it was with this incredible gift that he was considered one of the top individuals among the Four Great Demon Guards.

“Let’s see then whether my Strange Fire is stronger or your Regeneration Ability.”

Warfare surged in Long Yan’s heart as well; he had never backed down from any enemy.