Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

They had not thought that the Rain Emperor himself would actually support Ling Han, and when they thought of their own positions…
that was completely opposed to the Rain Emperor's stand! How were they going to inherit the throne this way?

Only the Seventh Imperial Prince was wearing an excited grin.
He had gambled on the right choice.
The Rain Emperor was a proud man, so how could he allow an outsider to undermine his authority on his own territory?

“Rain Emperor, your boasts are a bit too exaggerated.
If an ultimate elite of the Flower Blossoming Tier came from my sect, would you still dare to say such a thing?” Qiu Ku asked coldly.
The Winter Moon Sect was naturally more powerful than Rain Country, and he himself was at the same cultivation level as the Rain Emperor, so how could he be afraid of the latter?

“In the time of three breaths, get lost immediately.
Otherwise, I will smack you right out of my country!” The voice of the Rain Emperor was once again heard.
His voice was cold and forceful.

“Haha, then I would really like to experience that!” Qiu Ku looked towards Ling Han, his killing intent flaring.
They were both in the Spiritual Pedestal Tier.
Moreover, he was also an attendant of the Winter Moon Sect, so how could he be scared off simply by the Rain Emperor's words?

He was still a little anxious, because he had not yet figured out where the Rain Emperor was at this moment.
The voice rumbled as if it was coming from all directions, so he had no way to identify where it really came from.

One breath!

Everyone was counting down in their hearts, whereas Qiu Ku began to walk towards Ling Han.

Two breaths!

Qiu Ku was not walking particularly quickly.
He had completely pushed his alertness and awareness to their limits.
He had long heard that the Rain Emperor was a genius of martial arts and possessed a terrifying battle prowess, so how could he dare to be careless?

Three breaths!

Qiu Ku moved, his right hand forming into a gigantic, purple-colored hand.
There were intricate patterns flickering with light on his palm, as if they were able to shatter the earth.

“Heng!” The Rain Emperor's voice was once again heard.
Peng , the roof was pierced through, and they could only see a gigantic golden fist descend down from the skies, crashing ruthlessly towards Qiu Ku.

“Son of Heaven Fist Technique!” All three Imperial Princes gasped at the same time.
No matter what kind of weapons they used personally, they had all naturally learnt the Son of Heaven Fist Technique.
However, when they saw this golden fist, they only felt endless shock.

When the son of heaven's fist attacked, the whole world would be flattened!

It was irresistible and there was no counter to it.
With this one fist, everyone merely felt as if they were as insignificant as ants.
No matter what move they made to resist, it would only be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an impossible feat, and their only fate would be to be completely crushed by the imperial might.

Qiu Ku's expression changed drastically due to shock, and he hurriedly delivered his own attack upwards, creating a purple-colored nebula that went to receive that golden fist.

Hong!

Indeed, it was like a mantis attempting to stop a chariot in its tracks.
With the crushing power of the golden fist, the nebula was instantly shattered into smithereens.
The golden fist landed, hong , and an irresistible force gushed out.
Peng, peng, peng, peng , every single person in the Main Hall was forced backwards as if they were mere stalks of straw.

Dust and smoke filled the air, and they could only see that the whole Main Hall was completely flattened into a plain, and the only person who had not been flung out of the Main Hall was Qiu Ku.

This guy… was he dead or alive?

After the dust and smoke had dispersed a little, they could see that Qiu Ku was lying on the ground in the shape of the Chinese character for ' big 1 ', and the slightly rising and falling of his chest obviously meant that he was still alive.

Everyone inhaled sharply in shock.
Qiu Ku was in the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, yet the Rain Emperor was able to crush him like a wretch without even once showing his face.
Wasn't the Rain Emperor too powerful already? Was this really the power that someone in the Spiritual Pedestal Tier should have?

Even one as arrogant as Feng Yan had his mouth tightly closed.
In front of absolute power, everyone could only tremble in fear.

“Ling Han, Feng Yan, I shall allow the two of you to settle between yourselves the private enmity between you two, but if anyone else wants to interfere, this man will be their example!” The Rain Emperor's voice was once again heard, a vibrating rumble.
Even if there were three others in Spiritual Pedestal Tier present, they were still unable to identify where this voice was coming from.

“Ling Han, come see me at the Imperial Palace!”

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