The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1028 - Chapter 1028 Chapter 1027 Retreat

Chapter 1028: Chapter 1027: Retreat Chapter 1028: Chapter 1027: Retreat Even as Fang Lin was sent flying backward, vomiting blood, Wuyan was not as relaxed this time.

With a slightly pale face, Wuyan stared at Fang Lin with eyes filled with a mix of surprise and confusion.

“How do you know the ‘Supreme Seal’?” Wuyan asked.

Fang Lin frowned. Did this girl actually know that he was using the ‘Supreme Seal’? Could she also be an Inheritor of the Supreme Shrine?

But it seemed unlikely. Fang Lin was extremely familiar with the aura of an Inheritor of the Supreme Shrine; he would not fail to recognize it. Wuyan could not possibly be one.

If she was not an Inheritor of the Supreme Shrine, then why did she recognize the ‘Supreme Seal’?

There was only one possibility: there were also Inheritors of the Supreme Shrine in the Seven Seas, and it probably was not a secret.

Seeing that Fang Lin did not answer, Wuyan pouted slightly, showing some dissatisfaction, “You don’t have to say it, I already know. You’re just like those few guys.”

Fang Lin remained silent. Those few guys Wuyan mentioned were probably Inheritors of the Supreme Shrine, just like him.

It was not surprising to Fang Lin that there were Inheritors of the Supreme Shrine in the Seven Seas. He had long speculated that the twelve Inheritors did not necessarily all gather in the Nine Countries; some might be in the Seven Seas.

After all, Fang Lin had been the owner of the Supreme Shrine for quite some time, and so far, he had only encountered two other Inheritors.

The whereabouts of the other nine Inheritors were still unknown, and it was uncertain whether they were alive or dead.

But now it seemed that the Seven Seas indeed bore Inheritors of the Supreme Shrine, although how many remained unknown.

With a wave of her hand, Wuyan called back the golden page that had been floating above, tucking it into her pouch.

“No more fighting, I’ve had my fun and I’m tired,” Wuyan said, waving her hand.

With her saying that, Jian Qingshan and the others were also not in a good position to attack anymore.

And so, this battle between the top talents came to an end.

Although no decisive winner was declared, from any perspective, it was the Nine Countries that had lost, and lost miserably.

Four talents had taken action together but had failed to subdue just one opponent. Such a record would seem unbelievable to anyone who heard of it.

But that was the reality, and even if it was hard to accept, it had to be accepted.

“You four are pretty amazing, especially you with the mask. Why the mask? Let me see what you look like,” Wuyan said, her gaze falling on Fang Lin, showing a keen interest in him.

The Kylin armor faded away, revealing Fang Lin’s natural face, which was very pale, with traces of blood at the corner of his mouth.

It couldn’t be helped, Wuyan’s ‘Heaven Step’ was too powerful. Even though he had used the ‘Supreme Seal,’ he couldn’t gain the upper hand, and instead, he was the one left vomiting blood from the shock.

However, this was not surprising. Fang Lin’s current realm was not high enough. Should he reach the ‘Spirit Bone’ realm and then use the ‘Supreme Seal,’ the power would certainly be vastly different.

But Fang Lin also wondered whether Wuyan really gave her all in their recent clash.

It seemed as though Wuyan had gone all out, even using her treasure. But like Fang Lin and Jian Qingshan, they each had their own hidden moves and true techniques kept in reserve.

Given Wuyan’s more formidable strength, perhaps she had not given her full effort and still had something to hold back.

If that was indeed the case, then Wuyan’s strength would have to be reevaluated. It might be far more terrifying than what had been seen so far.

“You don’t seem much older than me,” Wuyan asked with curiosity.

Fang Lin grinned, “Maybe.”

Yin Wuyan suddenly appeared in front of Fang Lin, his speed was too fast, and neither Fang Lin nor the three people beside him had time to react.

However, Yin Wuyan did nothing, just glanced at Fang Lin, and then he backed away.

“I’ve memorized your face. I will come find you later, and by then, you can’t be this weak,” Yin Wuyan said.

Fang Lin gave a bitter smile. His current strength was already formidable, yet to Yin Wuyan’s eyes, he was still weak, which was quite infuriating.

“And you three, your strength isn’t bad either. I’ll be waiting for you to grow stronger,” Yin Wuyan then said to Jian Qingshan and the other two.

The expressions on the faces of Jian Qingshan and his companions were similar to Fang Lin’s, with even more reluctance and resentment.

Because they all saw themselves as talents in their own right, believing that within the Nine Countries, there weren’t many who could compare with them.

But the battle with Yin Wuyan today made them fully realize a principle–there is always someone better out there.

“We apologize for this intrusion to the people of the Nine Countries, we’ll take our leave now,” Wang Qingsong spoke out, and Yin Wuyan returned to the scroll.

“Hold on!” Ying Xinghe stood up, his face dark, staring at Huangfu Yunchuan.

“Hand over the glaive,” Ying Xinghe said coldly, as the weapon was still in their possession, how could he let them leave just like that?

Not only that, but several royal experts also moved together, blocking the way for Wang Qingsong’s trio.

Meng Haiwen as well as the Lord of Sea Moon City also couldn’t just stand by idly, after all, they were strong practitioners from the Qing Nation, and they had to assist Prince Yin Xinghe at this time.

“Heh, you think to detain the three of us?” Wang Qingsong laughed, though his smile held a trace of coldness.

“We don’t necessarily want to detain the three of you. We just hope you’ll hand over the Prince’s glaive. Just hand it over, and we will let you go without making things difficult for you,” Meng Haiwen said indifferently.

Huangfu Yunchuan glowered, “Then why don’t you hand over my treasure?”

His inkstone had been taken by Shen Fan, and naturally, he couldn’t let go of it.

“We are not here to negotiate with you,” Meng Haiwen said sternly, exuding an aura of authority.

Wang Qingsong had an angry look, but he was not someone who couldn’t see the situation clearly. The treasure of Prince Yin Xinghe definitely couldn’t be taken away, otherwise, the people from the Qing Nation’s royal family would not give up.

If they really tried to take it by force, a bloody battle was bound to happen, and the disadvantage would still be on their side.

“It’s just a broken glaive, right? Take it if you want,” Yin Wuyan said carelessly.

“Give it to them,” Wang Qingsong likewise said to Huangfu Yunchuan, choosing to compromise and concede.

Huangfu Yunchuan was extremely frustrated. Not only could he not retrieve his treasure, but the spoils he had painstakingly acquired also couldn’t be kept. What kind of situation was this?

However, Huangfu Yunchuan understood they were isolated and weak. Even if Yin Wuyan had the divine might to overwhelm the talents of the Nine Countries and Wang Qingsong was a scholar from the holy sect, they had no chance of escaping easily.

Huangfu Yunchuan handed over the glaive, with a resentful look, glanced at Shen Fan in the distance.

Shen Fan, however, was completely indifferent, showing no intention of returning the inkstone.

“Let’s go!” Wang Qingsong barked, steering the scroll towards the sea.