Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 625: Giants Gathered (One more)

"Who do you think you are? It’s not your turn to speak!"

With a cold snort, Night Ming’s momentum surged, ready to fling Long Yan away.

"Great Elder, Long Yan is my friend, I suggest you don’t touch him."

At that moment, Ye Han Smoke stood in front of Long Yan, looking coldly at Night Ming, his tone carrying a warning.

"You’re Long Yan?"

At this moment, another Elder at the Nirvana realm spoke, his gaze scrutinizing Long Yan carefully.

The Elder was dressed in luxurious clothes, obviously a person from the Ten Thousand Merchant Alliance, especially his pair of snow-white eyebrows, which were particularly striking.

"Elder Bai Mei, he is indeed Long Yan."

Before Long Yan could speak, a voice came from behind him. Then, Wang Chuan came to Elder Bai Mei’s side.

"Kid, I didn’t think you’d still be alive."

Wang Chuan’s gaze fell on Long Yan, surprise flickering in his eyes. He had thought that Long Yan had been slain by the Corpse King.

"Just sheer luck."

Long Yan gave a smile.

"Let me introduce you to Elder Bai Mei."

Wang Chuan introduced Bai Mei to Long Yan.

"Long Yan pays respects to Elder Bai Mei."

Long Yan bowed to Elder Bai Mei. Being at the same Nirvana realm, Bai Mei’s strength was significantly superior to Wang Chuan’s.

Elder Bai Mei is a real power figure within the Ten Thousand Merchant Alliance.

"Good lad, not bad."

A trace of admiration rose in Elder Bai Mei’s eyes. He naturally knew of Long Yan’s victories in obtaining the title of the Seven Star Pill Leader and Leader of the Four Directions Divine Battle. Long Yan being Elder Yao’s named disciple made him certainly worthy of attention.

"Elder Bai Mei, is this kid part of the Ten Thousand Merchant Alliance?"

Huangfu Hengyang asked, for some reason, he seemed to see a familiar figure in Long Yan, a person he was reluctant to mention.

Even the entire Jiu Xuan Imperial Family preferred not to mention him.

"Correct."

Elder Bai Mei smiled, "Don’t underestimate this youngster. Not long ago, he was the one who took the first place in both the Seven Star Pill Meeting and the Four Directions God Battle on the Southern Wasteland Continent."

Upon hearing this, these strong individuals at Nirvana began to reevaluate Long Yan. They hadn’t realized that this seemingly ordinary figure was actually a genius.

Although the Southern Wasteland Continent had become desolate, anyone who could seize the honors of both Pill Leader and Warrior Leader was absolutely not to be underestimated in terms of talent.

At this point, almost everyone had arrived at the True Dragon Tomb, and Long Yan had naturally become the center of attention under the scrutiny of dozens of Nirvana practitioners.

"How is that guy still alive, how could that be?"

Of the dozens from the Southern Wasteland Continent, except for Jun Wuyou, Hong Quan, Feng Wu and a few others, the rest were shocked, their expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

They had clearly seen Long Yan being slain by the Corpse King, not even bone fragments remained. Unexpectedly, not only did Long Yan not die, but he was alive and well.

"Find an opportunity to kill him."

A murderous intent flashed in Feng Wu’s eyes. Long Yan was now at the Ninth Realm of the Martial God, posing an even greater threat than before. He must be eliminated as soon as possible.

"This guy got here before us, how did that happen?"

There was also surprise in the eyes of Ten Thousand Swords One and Qian Qiuxue. They couldn’t understand how Long Yan had arrived here earlier than them.

"Kid, are you okay?"

The Blood Mad Butcher also spotted Long Yan and came straight up to him.

"I’m fine."

Long Yan offered a faint smile, then checked the Blood Mad Butcher’s condition. He discovered that the Death Spirit Curse Mark within the Blood Mad Butcher’s body was on the brink of exploding and could hardly be suppressed.

"Kid, no matter how you got here, since you got in here first, you must have found some treasure. Hand it over."

Huangfu Hengyang spoke coldly, naturally not believing Long Yan’s lies. Long Yan and his four companions arrived here first, certainly, they had found some treasure.

"I’ve told you, I didn’t find anything."

Long Yan said casually, with an unhurried tone.

"Kid, there are some things you can’t touch. Hand it over. If we have to use force, you will inevitably suffer."

The speaker was a middle-aged man in his forties, a Dharma King in the Supreme Hall, known as Dark Magic King, and his strength was at the peak of the Emperor Realm.

"So, you want to attack a disciple of the Ten Thousand Merchant Alliance? There had been an agreement among all major forces. No matter what treasures are in the True Dragon Tomb, everyone relies on their ability. Do you want to break your promise?"

Elder Bai Mei’s gaze fell upon Huangfu Hengyang and Dark Magic King, carrying a touch of indifference in his tone.

"What a joke."

At this moment, Long Yan chuckled, said, "In the Emperor Domain, you guys are some characters, can’t you tell this is just the entrance to the True Dragon Tomb? Have you ever seen a tomb owner placing treasures at the entrance?"

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback. Indeed, they had overlooked this point. Normally, treasures wouldn’t appear at the entrance.

This was just the peripheral area of the True Dragon Tomb, and if there were any treasures, they were deep inside.

Then, those in the Nirvana realm began to disperse to explore the surrounding environment.

"Kid, you really didn’t get any treasures? Don’t worry, even if you did, they belong to you."

Just then, a voice rang in Long Yan’s mind, and Elder Bai Mei was looking at him.

"No."

Long Yan’s tone remained calm as a millpond.

"Ah, what a pity."

Elder Bai Mei sighed in his heart, he now believed Long Yan.

From his perspective, he could tell that Long Yan was not lying.

Long Yan had truly not found any treasures.

Such a good opportunity, yet no treasures were seized, what a pity. If he had been the first to arrive here...

"Long Yan, you’re alright, that’s really great."

Just then, a beautiful figure arrived in front of Long Yan looking overjoyed. It was Mo Qianling.

She had thought that Long Yan had been killed by the Corpse King and had been heartbroken for some time.

"I almost died."

Long Yan smiled.

Mo Qianling had reached the seventh realm of Martial God, it looked like she had come across some unusual encounters.

"Who is she?"

At this time, Mo Qianling noticed Ye Han Smoke, instinctively filled with hostility.

Ye Han Smoke’s gaze also fell on Mo Qianling, her icy eyes also carrying some hostility in their depths.

"Her name is Ye Han Smoke, she’s a genius from the Wangchuan Family, she’s my friend, we’ve known each other for quite some time."

Long Yan introduced Ye Han Smoke.

"Known for a long time?"

Mo Qianling became suspicious in her heart, her eyes clearly showing some disappointment.

"Long Yan, it’s been just half a month, and you’ve broken through two realms successively, I’m afraid I will have to go all out to fight you."

Just then, two figures approached. It was Qian Qiuxue and Ten Thousand Swords One, the speaker was Ten Thousand Swords One.

Both of them noticed that Long Yan was already at the ninth level of Martial God and were somewhat surprised. Half a month ago, Long Yan was only at the seventh level of Martial God, his cultivation speed seemed a bit too fast.

"It was just by luck."

Long Yan said with a faint smile.

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