3987 Invitation from the Donglin Imperial Clan
You guys can’t screw people over like this.
Cheng Wu stared blankly, his face almost dripping blood from his embarrassment and fury. At the same time, he was also filled with disbelief. Such a prodigy, shouldn’t his word be as good as gold? How could he be so sinister?
“What trust do I have to speak of with trash like you?” the large black dog said. He then turned to Ling Han, and said, “I’m tired of playing around with you guys. Kill him.”
After saying this, it stomped down with its foot. Pa, Cheng Dongbing’s head immediately shattered. He was completely dead, and there was absolutely no chance for him to burn his Celestial Core and start over again.
“Ah, ah, ah!” Cheng Wu howled at the skies, like a lone wolf that had been injured.
Boom, a terrifying aura surged out of his body, his whole body glowing. Then, he charged towards Ling Han, brandishing the Spirit Tool in his hand, only attacking and not defending.
Ling Han threw a punch, which landed on Cheng Wu’s body. This punch was very fierce, and forcibly punched a hole into Cheng Wu’s chest, but the strange thing was that Cheng Wu’s wound was actually rapidly healing. In an instant, he had become completely fine.
Yi, was this burning the Celestial Core?
Cheng Wu was really putting his life on the line. He had not sustained any injuries, yet had taken the initiative to burn the Celestial Core. Not only could this allow him to instantly recover from any injuries, it would also elevate his battle prowess by Two Heavens.
For ordinary Core Formation Tier elites, a consummate level elite’s battle prowess was only Eighth Heaven. This sudden increase of Two Heavens of battle prowess was a completely decisive factor in a battle, but for Ling Han, the increase of a mere Two Heavens of battle prowess was still unable to turn the tables.
However, it had to be admitted that Cheng Wu was indeed very decisive. Once he was sure that Fu Huoyang would not be able to make it, he immediately used his last resort.
He was determined to hold on until the formation closed, so that he could leave.
This was extremely awesome. His battle prowess had originally reached Twelfth Heaven, but Ling Han’s Primal Chaos Celestial Core had forcefully suppressed it to Ninth Heaven. Now, with a boost of Two Heavens, it had still reached the height of Eleventh Heaven.
Looking at Ling Han again, his original power was Eighth Heaven, then even if he channelled the Imperial Technique, he would only have the battle prowess of Eleventh Heaven.
However, could the Imperial Technique channel continuously?
In this way, Cheng Wu immediately had the upper hand. Furthermore, the Spirit Tool in his hand was extremely sharp, and could also pose a great threat to Ling Han.
Thankfully, Ling Han still had the barrage of murderous aura. Every time he shot out a punch, Cheng Wu would be hit, and there would be a momentary pause. It practically completely disrupted the rhythm of Cheng Wu’s attacks, and his advantage in battle prowess was naturally hard to show.
“Why hasn’t the formation been closed yet?” Cheng Wu roared.
“Soon, soon,” the members of the Cheng Clan said. They were also anxious.
Finally, after Cheng Wu had withstood a few more moves, the formation closed.
“Retreat!” Cheng Wu roared, and was the first to flee.
He didn’t care about the others, because he was only in his eighties, young to the extreme, and his future was also bright. As long as he could escape, at worst, he could spend another eighty years, and he could still cultivate until the consummate stage of Core Formation Tier.
Furthermore, he would definitely become even stronger after destruction and rebuilding himself.
Ling Han smiled faintly. The Primal Chaos Celestial Core appeared, releasing a supreme aura. Instantly, all the members of the Cheng Clan were knocked unconscious, falling heavily onto the ground. Only Cheng Wu managed to escape.
He gave chase again. The Imminent Skyline was unleashed, so how could Cheng Wu compare to him?
He caught up to Cheng Wu in an instant, and then threw a series of punches.
Cheng Wu was both anxious and furious. Why was he still unable to get rid of Ling Han?
Though he was presently strong, and could even just barely suppress Ling Han, the burning of the Celestial Core was not endless. When the Celestial Core was completely burnt, his strength would fall out of the level of the Celestial Path, and that would definitely lead to death.
He roared repeatedly in fury, and attacked with all his might. In any case, aside from fatal injuries, he could recover other injuries now. He was naturally unafraid of being injured, and wanted to use mutual destruction to scare Ling Han off.
Unfortunately, this kind of desperate struggle did not scare Ling Han in the slightest.
Ling Han only needed to wrap the Starlight Screen around his fist to block the sharpness of the Spirit Tool. The remaining power could be easily dispersed.
—The only Celestial Cauldroncould, and the Primal Chaos Celestial Pill, the Celestial Core, that had been nurtured by the only Celestial Cauldron could as well.
Ling Han only used the God Slaying Technique. The Primal Chaos Divine Lightning, the Demonic Monkey Fists, and so on all belonged to Ling Han. Now that he was Ding Yi, he naturally wouldn’t use them.
He had to keep his guard up. What if someone broadcasted this battle live through Galaxy Network?
After dragging on for a while, Cheng Wu’s aura began to rapidly decline, from the Core Formation Tier to the Cauldron Forging Tier, to the Foundation Building Tier, and finally to the mortal level. Only then did it finally stop.
Pa!
This drop in cultivation level was too fast, and there had been no prior signs either, so Ling Han had not expected it either. He had not made a move, but because the aura of the Core Formation Tier was too violent, Cheng Wu was blasted into a shower of blood.
This!
Ling Han stroked his chin. Though he would definitely kill Cheng Wu, this uncontrollable situation still made him feel a little regretful.
Forget it. In any case, this wasn’t some mighty figure, so it didn’t matter how he died.
Ling Han returned to the Cheng Clan Manor. The large black dog had already handled everything, and through searching his soul, he could determine which member of the Cheng Clan Manor deserved to die, and which one of them would be spared.
They ransacked the treasure chamber of the Cheng Clan. After all, this was a force of the Core Formation Tier, so there were bound to be some treasures. The large black dog beamed with joy, and said that his hard work had finally paid off.
Then, they left.
A few days later, Ling Han suddenly saw a piece of news on the Galaxy Network. It was sent by the Donglin Imperial Clan. This message was sent to him.
The Donglin Imperial Clan officially sent him an invitation, inviting him to the Donglin Planet to participate in the prodigy gathering.
Hehe, so late?
Ling Han knew that the Donglin Imperial Clan must have received news of the destruction of the Cheng Clan before deciding to send him an invitation.
They really had a high opinion of him. They actually waited until he had dealt with a Core Formation Tier-level force before they were willing to invite him.
Ling Han looked at the date, and saw that this prodigy gathering would only be held in half a year’s time, and there was no need for him to go to Donglin Planet now. He only had to give an address, and the Donglin Imperial Clan would send him an invitation.
When the time came, the invitation would automatically send the person to Donglin Planet.
The methods of the Imperial Clan were indeed extraordinary.
Because “Ding Yi” did not have a Galaxy Network account, or rather a verified Galaxy Network account, the Donglin Imperial Clan would send someone to deliver the invitation to this planet personally, right at the Cheng Clan Manor.
Ling Han waited at the Cheng Clan Manor, and after a few days, a middle-aged man indeed came over.
“Who’s Ding Yi?” This middle-aged man was extremely arrogant, as if he didn’t care about anyone.
This was a Core Formation Tier cultivator, and could no longer be considered weak.
Ling Han’s brow wrinkled into a frown. The errand boys of the Imperial Clan were all so high and mighty?
No wonder Fu Huoyang was so fearless. He had truly been spoiled.
He opened his mouth and said calmly, “I am Ding Yi.”
The middle-aged man glanced at Ling Han for a while, then nodded and said, “The appearance is the same as Galaxy Network, but it’s not certain if it’s an impersonation. How about this? You use a celestial technique, and let me appraise it.”
If this person didn’t have such a lofty attitude, Ling Han wouldn’t mind spending some effort to prove his identity. After all, this was also a safety measure.
But now? Hehe.
Ling Han smiled, “I have a more direct method.”