I Have the Alchemy Emperor in My Head



A terrifying aura swept across the whole of Conglong. Many martial artists in the city could not withstand the pressure of this aura and knelt.

At this moment, they suddenly remembered that countless nobles had fled outside like ants moving their houses. Previously, they did not understand why, but now they finally understood.

Experts were attacking.

Moreover, this expert was probably someone who killed people like flies. Just the terrifying aura alone made them feel as if they had fallen into hell.

Following the sweeping of this pressure, more than a dozen people appeared in Conglong.

"Chu Yunfan, come out and die!" Atela shouted, shaking the entire Conglong.

Around him, the Core Jinzhanghan warriors were attacking Conglong frenziedly. The city was protected by layers of barriers and formations, and they wanted to break through these barriers and formations.

A half-step Core was enough to break these barriers and formations, not to mention these Cores. A casual attack from them could penetrate more than ten layers of barriers. They could not stop them. In just a moment, the barriers used to defend the city collapsed.

The entire city was shaking in the face of these Cores who were like nuclear bombs. The aftershock of their attacks shook the entire city slightly.

Everyone's mind was blank as if they could not believe that they had actually provoked such powerful experts.

More than ten Cores! Any one of them had the terrifying strength to slaughter the entire city!

Previously, Ancestor Wusheng was about to pierce through the city with his own strength. Not to mention the dozen or so people now. They were simply no match for them.

Atela's shout made them understand why these experts were obviously from Jinzhanghan. He was here for Chu Yunfan.

Some of the quick-witted people thought of how Chu Yunfan had defeated the Right King.

The formation of a dozen Cores was considered a great deal even in Jinzhanghan. Besides the Right King, who else had reason to hate Chu Yunfan to the bone?

Many people wanted to move, but they were unable to. It was as if their bodies were being suppressed by a huge mountain. Their hands trembled, and they could not withstand it.

Boom!

With the bombardment of these Cores, the barriers above Conglong collapsed with a loud bang and turned into nothing.

"Hahahaha, kill them all!"

Bloodthirsty light flashed through the eyes of the Jinzhanghan warriors. Usually, once a city like this was breached, a large-scale massacre would be carried out. However, just as they were about to wipe out the entire city, they were stopped by Atela.

"Have you forgotten? What we lack the most is time. Kill Chu Yunfan first and then escape."

After all, Atela was the most cunning general of Jinzhanghan. He was cunning by nature. Although he was not afraid of death, he did not want to die in Great Wei for no reason, especially if he became someone else's pawn and helped others kill.

Now, he was sure that as the news of his appearance spread, the experts of Great Wei were already on their way. He couldn't afford to waste any time. If he stayed any longer, he might die here.

The Jinzhanghan warriors calmed down at Atela's words and stopped their slaughter. Although it was a pity, they still knew what was more important.

The group flew to the area above the Marquis Zhongxin residence, the address which they had obtained earlier.

At this moment, everyone in the residence knelt on the ground like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Among them, only Fu Wentai was slightly better because his cultivation had already entered the half-step Core Stage. However, in the face of such a terrifying power, he could not even protect himself. His entire body was emitting the sound of metal rubbing against each other.

It was the sound of his bones being suppressed and constantly rubbing against each other.

He was gritting his teeth and persevering.

This seemed to be a great benefit to him, but at the same time, he realized that this was also an excellent opportunity. He lacked a chance to enter the Core Stage. To him, this was like a poppy flower. The opportunity to enter the Core Stage was incomparably beautiful, but it was also incomparably dangerous.

"If anyone dares to stand, I'll kill you." One of the Jinzhanghan warriors sneered. He took a step forward and slapped Fu Wentai, who was still standing.

A ferocious expression appeared on the warrior's face. The half-step Core Stage was no different from an overlord to others, but to him, it was just an ant.

"Sh*t! I'm going to die!" Fu Wentai cried out as despair flashed through his eyes.

Suddenly, just as the palm was about to hit Fu Wentai and kill him, a sword light appeared out of thin air and swept over from the depths of the residence.

Slash!

The sound of the sword light tearing flesh was heard. The light pierced through the Jinzhanghan expert's head, causing it to explode.

His body fell to the ground. Even a Core would die if his head was blown off.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

This was especially true for the Jinzhanghan warriors. Although the person who was attacked was only at the fledgling Void Core Stage, he was still an expert who had stepped into the Void Core Stage.

He had actually been head shotted by a sword!

He didn't even have time to react!

Although he was ambushed, this sword was truly terrifying!

They instinctively began to calculate the situation. If it were them, even if they were prepared, they would not be able to resist.

That sword was too fast—as fast as a bolt of thunder!

No, it should be said that it was just a bolt of thunder turning into a sword light!

"Who did that?!" these people immediately reacted and shouted one after another, revealing ferocious, furious expressions on their faces.

None of them had expected that one of them would die at the beginning of the game.

Atela looked into the depths of the residence with a solemn expression. He knew that the only person with such strength here was their target, Chu Yunfan.

Sure enough, a figure slowly walked out. It was a young man in a black robe. Compared to the old Atela, he was young—too young.