Chapter 4458 All Arrived
Chapter 4458 All Arrived
Now, Ling Han had cast aside all thoughts of victory and defeat, and only wished for a satisfying battle.
Invigorating!
He continued to laugh loudly, and his Han Fists continued to attack. It was as if he wanted to exhaust all of the mystical power in his body.
However, even if he was so freakish, even if he still had the Phoenix Wings Divine Flight, his opponents were still over twenty Golden Generations, after all. As time passed, he was still wounded.
Wounds were left on his arms, lower abdomen, and thighs. Blood was gushing out, but it was as condensed like liquid gem, and did not roll down.
And this was still because of his strong physique, as well as the fact that he could disperse a portion of the attack on his own. Otherwise, this would not be something as simple as just a wound appearing. Instead, his arms, legs, or even his waist would have been severed.
But so what?
Ling Han was completely unconcerned, and merely swung his fists even faster. With a single strike, fourteen Regulations bloomed at the same time, their destructive power incredibly terrifying.
A great many Imperial Sons were also injured, but they were all five-star or six-star Sect Masters, and their individual battle prowess was already no match for Ling Han. If it was not for the help of others, they might even have been killed by Ling Han.
This caused them to be shocked, and their killing intent also blazed even brighter.
They definitely could not allow Ling Han to continue growing. Otherwise, they would really be facing the judgment of an apocalypse.
Because there was no precedent of the Golden Generation joining forces, they naturally lacked coordination at the beginning, but as the battle continued, this coordination slowly improved.
It was just a few Nine-Star Sect Masters that were impeding Ling Han, and as for the others, they were accumulating Regulations on the sidelines. The moment they attacked, a dozen over Regulations bloomed, and even the Void was about to be torn apart.
After advancing to the level of Sect Master, he indeed had the ability to tear open the Void.
The Golden Generation was freakish in the first place, so even the Five Star Sect Master could unleash 12 flashes of Regulations in a single strike. If he condensed them to the extreme, it was completely possible that he could unleash 15 flashes of Regulations in a single strike.
This was naturally terrifying, and posed a huge threat to Ling Han.
In just a short while, the injuries on Ling Han's body increased, and his whole body had turned bright red.
Of course, the Imperial Sons had also paid a considerable price, but with so many people sharing the burden, the situation was naturally much better than Ling Han.
"Hiss, he actually didn't retreat?" Everyone bared their teeth, stunned by Ling Han's fighting spirit.
To say nothing of a one-on-many battle, even if it was a one-on-one battle, with Ling Han's cultivation level as a One Star Sect Master, no one would call him a coward if he retreated after a few exchanges with any Golden Generation cultivator. They would only give him a thumbs up.
But now, Ling Han had already slapped the Golden Generation's face repeatedly, yet he was still embroiled in battle?
It was impossible for him to win, so what else was there to prove?
Ling Han really didn't want to prove anything. Since he could still fight, he would fight until he was at the end of his line. In any case, once Phoenix Wings Divine Flight was used, who would be able to catch up to him?
He channeled the Ten Cultivation Technique, and rapidly recovered from his injuries, maintaining his condition at almost all times.
Hong! Hong! Hong!
He aggressively counterattacked. This was his style. 'If you don't trifle with me, I won't trifle with you either, but if you anger me, I'll return the favor tenfold, or a hundredfold.'
'Die!'
The Golden Generation was indeed engaged in a fierce battle, and had no time to think. Meanwhile, the remaining Silver Generation and the ordinary Imperial Sons all felt their hearts grow colder and colder. As it turned out, they were still so far away from the highest level of battle prowess.
Now, their cultivation level was gradually catching up. A great many members of the Silver Generation had advanced into Sect Master-level, but they knew that if they joined the battle, they would only be insta-killed by Ling Han.
Since when had the Silver Generation become so weak?
No, it was not that they were weak, but rather that Ling Han was too strong.
"Hmm?"
Two figures descended from the sky, and when they saw the intense battle that was ongoing, they all looked surprised.
Yang Yihuan, He Luo!
These were two people who had entered the Imperial Path at least ten times. Their abilities were unfathomable.
"This brat… is too shocking!" He Luo looked at Ling Han, surprise flashing across his face.
"He is indeed amazing." Yang Yihuan nodded, but at the same time, he was also confused.
Previously, when he had appeared, he had swept aside the Silver Generation, his might unmatched. Only Myriad Dao could match him, but now, another guy had actually appeared, which made even him feel apprehensive.
He suddenly felt like things had gone out of control.
"Yi?" He Luo looked in a direction, and couldn't help but feel surprised. "Feng Miaoling!"
Yang Yihuan also looked over, and similarly looked slightly surprised. However, he immediately felt relieved. The two of them had appeared, so what was so strange about Feng Miaoling also appearing?
What about the other guys? Had they not arrived yet, or had they still not appeared?
There were a few "old" guys that had even walked through Imperial Path several times more than he had, so it was normal that they still hadn't appeared, as there was no need for them to walk through Imperial Path again.
"Brother Yang, do you want to play?" He Luo pointed at the battle ahead of them.
"Forget it." Yang Yihuan shook his head. "Can't you see that Feng Miaoling is only watching the battle?"
He Luo smiled, and cast another look at Ling Han. His eyes could not conceal a sliver of shock, and then he said, "The prodigies of this generation are like a gushing spring. After great repression, a great explosion has occurred. Looks like our fated opportunity would be in this lifetime."
"Brother He is no longer suppressing your cultivation level?" Yang Yihuan asked with a smile.
"Brother Yang, isn't that what you think as well?" He Luo also smiled.
The two of them laughed loudly.
Actually, they had long since cultivated to the Venerate Tier, but every time they cultivated to this cultivation level, they would sever their cultivation level and start from the beginning again and again. Every time they re-cultivated, their battle prowess would become slightly stronger.
To them, it was too easy to return to Venerate Tier-level. They had already experienced this many times.
Weng, a terrifying aura assaulted them.
"En?" The two of them were startled, and simultaneously looked behind them.
A figure streaked across the skies, and instantly appeared above the battle.
"Bunch of weaklings. You can only bully Old Sun and my brother if you join forces!" Brother Monkey appeared, and with a cold humph, two streaks of white gas shot out from his nostrils. Boom, the white gas shot down, instantly causing a huge explosion.
Boom! The Golden Generation elites were all thrown off their feet, drenched in blood.
So what if they were the Golden Generation? With a gap of a major tier, they would only be insta-killed by Brother Monkey.
And this was still because Brother Monkey had not delivered a fatal strike. Otherwise, with a single thought from him, even a Sect Master would only die.
Of course, the Imperial Sons all had Substitution Seals. They would have to be killed a few more times, to use up all their Substitution Seals.
This was not because Brother Monkey was apprehensive, but rather because he wanted to leave these people for Ling Han to deal with.
"Scram!" Brother Monkey shouted lightly. His Fiery Golden Eyes were domineering and filled with killing intent.
These Golden Generations didn't even dare to fart. This was a Venerate Tier, and he could smack them to death with a single strike. How could they be qualified to speak tough?
"Brother Monkey, where are those three people?" Ling Han also stopped, not even casting a look at Guan Xinghan and the others.
This caused the Golden Generation elites to want to vomit blood. The feeling of being ignored was even more humiliating than being scolded harshly.
"They ran away," Brother Monkey said very easily.
Ling Han nodded, and his fighting spirit subsided. He slung an arm around Brother Monkey's shoulder, "Brother Monkey, there's been no news of you for so long."
"I went to a place, and Old Sun almost died inside."