Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 3146 - 3146 Amongst the Strong, there will always be those who are stronger

3146 Amongst the Strong, there will always be those who are stronger

What?!

Wang Feng’s strength had already been proven. He was a supreme king tier of Twelve Meridians , and he had even cultivated five overlapping layers of power. Logically speaking, if one could send him flying, it would have to be Twelve Meridians as well, who had cultivated six overlapping layers of power, or even more.

Sun Jianfang was undoubtedly a Twelve Meridians. In other words, he had cultivated six or seven overlapping layers of power?

Hiss, what ancient secret technique had he obtained?

Sun Jianfang crossed his arms behind his back and said, “Now, do I have the right to ask for some guidance?”

As the mountain winds blew, his robes fluttered, and he had an indescribable air of ease.

Even if he was facing a group of powerful enemies, and even if he was targeted by terrifying arrows, so what?

Cultivators were unyielding!

Ji Yuanlong and the other Twelve Meridians king tiers all felt admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

They knew that a large part of the reason why Sun Jianfang dared to step out like this was because he did not have much lifespan left. At most, he could live for another ten years. Hence, he was willing to go all out, and did not hesitate to have a vigorous battle to end his legendary life in glory.

However, it was the same for them, but none of them dared to step out. In comparison, Sun Jianfang stood out.

“Ah!” Wang Feng roared in fury as he charged back from the distance. This attack caused blood to seep from the corners of his lips, but it seemed to have incited his vicious nature, and his face was filled with killing intent.

“Step back.” Lian Xuerong’s eyes lit up, “You are no match for him.”

“Captain!” Wang Feng was unwilling to give up. Although he had suffered a loss in a single strike, he believed that he could still win with his superior technique.

“En?” Lian Xuerong’s beautiful eyes glared, and a murderous aura spread out.

“Yes.” Wang Feng obediently stepped aside. A dignified Twelve Meridians supreme king tier actually didn’t have much of a temper.

This woman… just how strong was she?

Lian Xuerong looked at Sun Jianfang, nodded, and showed an expression of approval. “In this desolate land, you can actually rely on your own efforts to advance into the Blood Transformation Tier. It’s really not easy.”

When these words fell, everyone was shocked.

What, Sun Jianfang had already stepped into another cultivation level?

No wonder he could send Wang Feng flying with a single palm strike. If he had advanced into a new major tier, then what would it matter if his opponent was a king tier of Twelve Meridians?

“Blood Transformation Tier?” Sun Jianfang also revealed a blank expression, as if he didn’t understand at all.

Lian Xuerong shook her head, and said, “As expected, you only explored on your own, and opened the door to the next cultivation level. However, you don’t understand, and have gone through who knows how many twists and turns in the process of cultivation. You must have suffered countless hidden injuries, and suffered great losses.”

She paused for a moment before continuing, “Others can obtain an additional 30 years or so of lifespan after reaching the Blood Transformation Tier. However, you’ve suffered far too many losses. At most, you can only obtain a lifespan of 10 years.”

Sun Jianfang’s expression tensed up at first, then he revealed a carefree expression. “Who can avoid death when they’re alive? I’ve been unhindered all my life and founded the Ancient Dao Sect, and relied on my own abilities to advance to a new cultivation level. What regrets would I have even if I die?”

His name was destined to remain in the annals of history, and become a legend on the path of martial arts. It was already enough for him to have reached this point in his life.

“Oh, you think your accomplishments are very extraordinary?” Lian Xuerong smiled faintly, “Old man, you have been a frog at the bottom of a well for too long.”

She leaped out, as agile as a cheetah, and pressed her palm down on Sun Jianfang.

Peng! She was still extremely far away, yet her power had already reached him.

Sun Jianfang hurriedly raised his fist to parry. This was the Four Directional Fists.

In this exchange of blows, the two of them were separated by at least fifteen meters, but the force had already clashed fiercely, as if it had solidified.