Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2282 - 2282 2272 Fall

2282: Chapter 2272: Fall 2282: Chapter 2272: Fall “Huu.”

Long Yan let out a long breath, as if sounding the horn to commence battle.

Wang Lei charged towards the Long Yan in front of him, his massive claw clenched into a fist and ferociously launched an attack, causing slight cracks in the space around them.

Behind him, the Five Sacred Beasts displayed their fearsome fangs.

A Azure Dragon flew from Long Yan’s hands, but Wang Lei dodged it with incredible speed, leaving only a black shadow in the air.

Wang Lei had already appeared behind Long Yan.

A punch landed on Long Yan’s back, and Long Yan could even hear the sound of his own bones shattering.

His body involuntarily flew into the air, followed by a flicker, and Wang Lei’s body appeared in the path of Long Yan’s flight, throwing another punch, and this happened about dozens of times.

Long Yan had no ability to resist and was tossed around in the air like a ball by Wang Lei.

Long Yan felt as if all his bones were broken, and now, even slightly moving caused him an intense, piercing pain throughout his body.

There was no mystery in the battle between the two—it was utterly one-sided, dominated by Wang Lei.

A surge of defiance sprung up in his heart, and somehow, Long Yan managed to stand up again through sheer stubborn will, even though he couldn’t move his body.

Wang Lei’s face remained expressionless.

After a flicker, Wang Lei appeared in front of Long Yan and threw another punch.

Long Yan spewed a mouthful of fresh blood, his entire body lying amid ruins, his eyes hazy as he opened them, only to see Wang Lei looking down at him with a fierce grin.

“Fall.”

This single phrase instantly snapped Long Yan out of his haze.

The phantom of the Azure Dragon appeared behind him, and a blue light shot from the tips of his fingers.

“Azure Dragon True Intent!”

“World Imprison Finger!”

Though their conditions were worlds apart, Long Yan seized the moment when Wang Lei was slowed to summon the Demon Spear.

Blood burst from Wang Lei’s chest as the Demon Spear pierced through him.

Although such damage was inconsequential to him, Long Yan was at his limit, and yet, he had managed to wound Wang Lei like this.

Without even having time to get angry, the control of time got disabled.

Wang Lei’s body flew out with the Demon Spear, pinned to the ground, and for a moment, he couldn’t even pull out the Spear due to the immense force.

Long Yan struggled to his feet but lacked any strength to straighten his back.

After trying twice, he chose to give up.

“Along this journey, I’ve encountered far more than you can imagine.”

Although his voice was calm, Wang Lei surprisingly did not interrupt, only listening quietly as Long Yan spoke.

“How could I possibly be defeated by you like this?

Wake up, you bastard!”

The last sentence Long Yan almost roared out, all the Demon Clan, the powerful strengths, the Emperor Clan, I, Long Yan, have trampled it underfoot for you to see.

Wang Lei, as if seeing something amusing, burst into uproarious laughter, not even minding the Demon Spear still embedded in him, laughing so hard he was rocking back and forth.

Long Yan paid no attention to the laughing Wang Lei, but unbeknownst to both of them, the light of the Azure Dragon was flickering non-stop.

“Long Yan, let me tell you this, perhaps you’ve struggled through various small worlds till now, maybe you’ve experienced even more, but the one winning now is me.”

Wang Lei reached out and pulled out the Long Spear embedded in his body.

The wound made by the Demon Spear healed rapidly.

Watching Long Yan still standing in the same spot, Wang Lei felt incredibly pleased, even his demonic Qi slowly dissipating without him bothering about it.

“Die.”

With a loud shout, Wang Lei’s massive claws lunged at Long Yan, just a hair’s breadth away, just that little bit more, and his claws could have pierced through Long Yan’s throat.

Of course, it was also just that little bit more, and he could have securely secured the position of the strongest disciple of Saint Que.

“Sigh.”

A silent sigh echoed in the air, causing Wang Lei’s charging figure to pause, looking around, the air faintly carried the rumbling sound of thunder, and a huge white lightning gleamed in the air.

“It’s fake, right?”

Wang Lei looked at the gleam, muttering to himself, as the effects of the Demonic Explosion Pill in his body slowly dissipated, yet he couldn’t comprehend how Long Yan could still unleash such a strike.

Slowly lifting his head, Long Yan’s eyes were now a blank white expanse, Wang Lei even saw constant electric arcs travelling through them.

Long Yan’s powerless arms slowly lifted, as the Crimson Red True Qi slowly merged into the Thunderball above, turning the originally pure white Thunderball into a crimson color.

“Impossible, I am Wang Lei, I clearly already won.”

Wang Lei roared in disbelief, his whole person charged at Long Yan again, the dazzling light of the Thunderball accentuating his somewhat ferocious expression.

He was clearly about to kill Long Yan, why, why wouldn’t Long Yan just obediently die.

Long Yan also didn’t dare to delay any longer, this was all the remaining True Qi he had.

Of course, the Martial God Array had just now provided Long Yan with a little bit of True Qi, although only a small amount of True Qi, but with the effects of the Demonic Explosion Pill already past, Long Yan was sure to win against Wang Lei.

The Thunderball in his hand was thrown at Wang Lei in front of him, the flashing electric arcs instantly engulfed Wang Lei’s body, instantly turning everything that the Thunderball touched into ash.

Thunder and Lightning are considered the most righteous energy in the world, Wang Lei’s body had become demonized after taking the Demonic Explosion Pill, and this Thunder and Lightning was precisely what restrained Wang Lei.

However, Long Yan didn’t see any of this as his consciousness had already passed out a long time ago, it felt like he was in a very long dream.

When he opened his eyes, everything in front of him was a vast spread of snowy white, with Lingxi sitting gracefully in front of him on the ground.

“It’s still my master, truly weak to the end.”

Lingxi immediately started scolding Long Yan, as if harboring great grievances in her heart, directly baffling Long Yan.

“Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron, I told you, don’t use this form.”

After a while, Long Yan calmly said, the “Lingxi” in front of him was actually the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron, although now the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron serves as the protective Great Formation of the Seven-Star Hall, essentially Long Yan is still the true master of the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron, whose true body of course is still in the Seven-Star Hall, but its spirit resides within Long Yan’s body.

“Don’t you quite like this form of mine?”

Saying so, the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron seductively licked her lips, which made Long Yan’s forehead ripple with black lines, Lingxi belongs to a quirky and cute type, staring at her face making such a gesture really felt somewhat out of place.

The Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron frowned at Long Yan, as if seeing through his thoughts, lightly huffed, of course, Long Yan didn’t feel much now, as the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron is a superior treasure, always having some special abilities.

“So why did I end up here?”

Calming himself, Long Yan was curious about why he ended up here, he clearly remembered that he was just fighting Wang Lei, with the last bit of True Qi returned to him by the Martial God Array, he had won against Wang Lei.

“This is your inner world, as for why you ended up here, you might want to ask her about it.”

The Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron transformed, turning into a Woman in White, fluttering like an immortal, she grabbed Long Yan’s hand and headed towards the distance.

Long Yan felt like all his strength had gone, and could only let the Eight Desolation Demon Cauldron lead him on.