Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4022: Battle God Palace



How arrogant.

Ling Han didn't know what else to say. He had come here to assassinate him, and when he didn't succeed, he still had the audacity to ask others to let him go. Just how thick-skinned was he?

"Let us go. We can guarantee that we will give up on this business deal," the assassin said, his face filled with certainty, as if he was certain that he had Ling Han in his grasp.

This was natural. They dared to assassinate even the Imperial Clan, and even Saints had suffered grievances before. Naturally, they would not care about a minor character like Ling

Han.

I am in the dark, and I can continuously attack. This is my advantage, and even the members of the Imperial Clan would frown at this.

Ling Han couldn't help but laugh in spite of himself, "In other words, if there is a request to kill me, you guys would still send someone to take action?"

"Naturally. Business is business," the assassin replied without hesitation.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"All right." Ling Han tapped out a finger. Pa, the assassin's head immediately exploded like a watermelon.

This scene directly stupefied the other three assassins.

However, after only an instant, they looked angrily at Ling Han.

"You're dead!"

"Now, even if there is no request, our Battle God Palace will still kill you!"

"Just you wait, there is no one in this world that can save you!"

"Even if you are the disciple of the Nine Suns Holy Land, our Killing Saint will still barge in with the Saint Tool, and take your life!"

"Hahaha, no one can kill a member of our Battle God Palace. The doors to hell have already been opened for you."

The three of them said one after another, as if they were completely unafraid of death.

"Is that so?" Ling Han said calmly, "Bring it on, see what I'm afraid of!"

He stretched out a hand and pressed it on the head of an assassin. He began to search his soul, wanting to know where the Battle God Palace was.

However, he immediately discovered that there was a restriction in this person's mind. It would explode at the slightest touch, and destroy that person's mind.

As expected, there was no such simple matter. If the Battle God Palace could be so easily found, would it have stood for millions and millions of years, and become a poisonous tumor that even the Imperial Clans would have a headache over?

"Hahaha, don't even think of finding out where the Battle God Palace is!" That assassin clearly knew what Ling Han was planning. He laughed loudly, "Even if I am willing to tell you, I don't have to say it out loud. As long as you touch this memory, my mind will explode and die."

"Thus, you should give up this thought, and just wait for your death!"

Ling Han was unmoved. He flicked out a finger, and pa, pa, pa, six taps shot out. The remaining six assassins were also killed by him.

F***, what he hated the most was being threatened. Furthermore, they had clearly come to kill him, and after failing, they actually wanted to leave boldly. How could there be such a good thing?

"Brother Ling!" Prosperous Heaven and Song Lan both frowned.

This wouldn't be easy to deal with.

The Battle God Palace was definitely not the strongest force in the world, but the vitality of this organization was extraordinarily tenacious. It was said that there was always a Saint keeping watch, and they had always been in the dark. No one knew where exactly this Battle God Palace was.

Thus, this assassin organization had the right to threaten the Imperial Clan. Because they could only be thieves for 1000 days, how could one be on guard for 1000 days?

Ling Han smiled calmly, "Counter pawns with the king, and water with an earth weir. The Battle God Palace is only a force in the universe, so how could it be that it can blot out the skies single-handedly?"

The two women shook their heads. This time, the assassins from the Core Formation Tier had failed, so the assassins sent by the Battle God Palace could possibly be the True Self Tier elites. If they failed again, they would be the Spiritual Transformation Tier elites, the Sect Master elites, right until they killed Ling Han.

Moreover, these assassins all carried out assassinations, and it was impossible to guard against them.

Ling Han smiled faintly. He indeed could let these assassins go, and bear with it for the moment. In future, when his cultivation level had reached a certain level, he would seek

revenge.

However, firstly, this was out of character for him. If he had a grudge, he would take revenge. If he was bullied, he would immediately slap the perpetrator back. Secondly, he had so many enemies, and if every single one of them went to make a request, how many times would he have to spare the assassins from the Battle God Palace?

Hence, this was a dead end that could not be undone. It would be better to be forceful from the very beginning.

They rode the Transfer Formation back to Nine Suns Holy Land, and the news that Ling Han was targeted by the Battle God Palace also spread on the Galaxy Network.

Ling Han believed that this definitely wasn't a leak from Song Lan or Prosperous Heaven. The most likely culprit was the person behind the assassination request, who was already jumping up in impatience.

"What, Ling Han is actually targeted by the Battle God Palace?"

"Then he's definitely done for. No one who's been targeted by this assassin organization has ever survived."

"Who asked him to be too arrogant? He's in the limelight too much, and has offended too

many people."

"Going by that theory, I can even hire assassins to kill the Imperial Son?"

"Hehe, that would have to depend on whether the Battle God Palace accepts this request or

not."

"Yi, isn't the Battle God Palace unafraid of even the Imperial Clan?"

"You can't say that. The Imperial Clan is too powerful, and the Battle God Palace won't actively trifle with them either. Otherwise, when the Imperial Clan mobilizes the world to investigate, they'll eventually find some clues. Then, the Saint of the Imperial Clan will carry the Imperial Weapon to suppress them, and the Battle God Palace will also collapse."

"That's true. The Battle God Palace is not stupid, and would not bring such great trouble to themselves."

Upon entering the Holy Land, Ling Han was met with strange gazes all the way. It was as if they were looking at a corpse.

Unless Ling Han never left the Holy Land, once he left, it was possible that he would be

assassinated by the Battle God Palace, or if it really dragged on for too long, even the Killing Saint of the Battle God Palace could possibly move personally. Then, would the Nine Suns Holy Land be able to protect Ling Han?

Ling Han returned to his residence, and began to think of a strategy.

He couldn't hide in the Holy Land forever. In fact, the Holy Land might not even be

completely safe.

Was it possible to counterattack?

This was much, much too difficult.

If the Battle God Palace was so easy to find, how could it have existed for so many years?

Then, since he could not destroy this assassin organization, he would have to increase his own strength, or the ability to preserve his life.

Strength was linked to cultivation level. Even if Ling Han was freakish beyond compare, he couldn't possibly possess the battle prowess of a True Self Tier at this time. Moreover, even if he did, so what? It wasn't like Battle God Palace didn't have Spirit Transformation True Lord

assassins.

Thus, life-saving ability was the most important thing.

He had the Heavenly Dao Flames, and even Venerate Tier elites had to give him a wide berth. Otherwise, they would definitely die. This was his trump card.

Was there anything else?

The Spiritual Dao Fruit could take effect when he suffered a fatal injury, saving his life.

There was too little.

Ling Han went to the treasure storage of the Holy Land, wanting to start from formations,

and find another way.

Having unleashed might in Cauldron Forging Tier, winning glory for the North Heavenly

Realm, this naturally also gained great fame for once for the Nine Suns Holy Land. Thus, Ling Han was rewarded with a great many contribution points, which was enough for him to spend

lavishly.

He flipped through carefully. If he wanted to greatly increase his battle prowess for a short period of time, and turn this into his new trump card, then the only way was definitely

through formations.

After searching for a long time, Ling Han's eyes suddenly lit up.

He hadn't found an astonishingly powerful formation technique, but rather a method to use the power of heaven and earth. This could allow him to borrow the power of heaven and earth.

Theoretically speaking, he could borrow the power of the planet and instantly move from the northernmost point of the planet to the southernmost point.

Amazing, too amazing.