Chapter 3830: The dry well without bottom

Cang Shan did not dare to be the slightest bit careless. He did not charge back at the first instant. Instead, he took a deep breath, and then formed his hands into claws. One in front, one on the right, one yin and one yang, and there were two b.a.l.l.s of light, one black and one white, in his palms.

Xiu, he finally moved, his speed fast to the extreme. A great many people felt their vision blur, and there was already no sign of Cang Shan.

They couldnt help but feel shocked. If Cang Shan wanted to kill them, would one move be enough?

Meanwhile, Ling Han simply threw a casual punch. He didnt need to use any celestial technique, and it was just a simple punch.

But it was this very simple punch that directly hit the nail on the head.

Peng, Cang Shan was instantly sent flying.

Yi? Ah? Ya?

Everyone was once again stunned. What was going on here? Why had Cang Shan flown away again?

The first time could still be considered carelessness, but what about the second time? He clearly already knew how strong Ling Han was, yet would still be careless?

That was definitely impossible.

Thus, there was only one reason, and that was Ling Han was too strong.

Hiss, even a peak stage Four Cauldrons was completely unable to fight back in front of him. Just how strong was this guy?

Five Cauldrons? Six Cauldrons?

There were a few female cultivators here, and their eyes instantly lit up.

The prodigy cultivator and the prodigy alchemist added together, his brilliant light could not be concealed even by Gan Ping and Lin Qi.

Not far away, Cang Shan got up from the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with viciousness, but did not say anything. He turned around and left.

Wait! Ling Han stepped forward to block him, and said, Youre leaving just like that? What else do you want? Cang Shan was indignant.

Hehe, I have never liked to trifle with others, but after being trifled with, if I dont kill my opponent, then I would have him admit it wholeheartedly. In future, when he sees me, he would have to call me Big Brother. Ling Han broke into a smile, Since we are all Sect Brothers, I will not kill you. I will just beat you until you call me Big Brother.

He moved, launching an attack at Cang Shan.

Though Cang Shan was extraordinary, how could he be a match for Ling Han? He could only be continuously trampled on, and instantly, screamed repeatedly.

Everyone kept quiet out of fear, thinking that Ling Han was really the type to seek revenge for the smallest grievance.

But if they asked themselves honestly, if it was them, what would they do?

Quite a number of people nodded in agreement. That was definite. Why should I be extorted by you?

Do you yield? Ling Han asked with each punch.

No! No! No! In full public, Cang Shan naturally would not admit defeat. In any case, Ling Han did not dare to kill him, so he was completely capable of continuing to be stubborn.

Ling Han was extremely patient, throwing punch after punch. Every punch was extremely forceful, avoiding Cang Shans vital points, yet maximizing the pain he endured.

He could tolerate these ten or eight punches, but to continue like this?

Cang Shan couldnt bear it either. In the end, he yielded.

I concede, he said with his eyes closed, his face flushed red.

Peng, another punch.

Cang Shan opened his eyes. F***, I have already admitted defeat, and you still want to fight?

Have you forgotten something? Ling Han smiled faintly, yet sent out another punch.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

After throwing another dozen over punches, Cang Shan finally came to his senses, and said, Big Brother, I concede defeat.

Youre really convinced?

Im really convinced.

Ling Han nodded in satisfaction, Go on.

This time, Cang Shan really did not have the slightest bit of temper. After he got to his feet, he bowed and paid his respects to Ling Han, acting as if he was Ling Hans lackey. Only then did he turn and leave.

Everyone looked at Ling Han with reverent gazes. In their eyes, Cang Shan was already unattainable, yet Ling Han was still trampling on him like a dead dog. Just what kind of power gap was this?

Right at this moment, a person actually climbed out of the dry well.

Its Wu Kan, he has finally climbed up! someone exclaimed in shock.

This Wu Kan was the one who had gone down the well three days ago, and now, he had finally climbed back up.

Everyone looked over, and saw that there were bruises on Wu Kans hands and neck, and what was even more frightening was the fact that there was actually a palm print on his cheek. The fingers were unreasonably long, and it was definitely not something that Wu Kan had left on

his own.

Could it be that there was a ghost in the well?

Everyone s.h.i.+vered, and hurriedly asked Wu Kan.

What, three days?

Wu Kan immediately jumped up, his expression filled with disbelief, I have only crawled for over ten minutes.

Everyone exchanged looks. He must have seen a ghost. It was impossible that they had all remembered the time wrongly. Wu Kan must have been bewitched, and that was why he was

treating three days like ten minutes.

Also, whats wrong with your face? everyone asked.

Whats wrong with my face? Wu Kan was at a loss.

Someone took out a mirror for him to see. Wu Kan looked at it, and was even more at a loss,

There is nothing on my face.

Everyone looked, and an even stranger thing happened. That palm print on Wu Kans face had

actually disappeared.

This was really haunted.

What did you see in the well? everyone asked.

Nothing much, just an empty well. Wu Kan said.

Have you gotten to the bottom?

No. Wu Kan shook his head.

Then why have you returned? Didnt you say that you would reach the bottom?

Thats right. Wu Kan showed a puzzled expression, appearing very confused.

Ling Hans interest was piqued. He strode towards the dry well and looked downwards.

It was pitch-black, and he could only see a depth of 30 meters. Beyond that, there was only

darkness.

Ling Han activated his eye technique again. This time, he could see about 300 meters away, and what followed was still complete darkness.

With a leap, he headed down the well.

This well was very narrow, and it was difficult for even one person to turn around. Thus, Ling

Han could only slowly squeeze downwards.

He soon became impatient. This speed was too slow. He compressed his bones, and with a crisp cracking sound, his figure shrunk by half, and his figure instantly sped up.

His hands pressed lightly on the wall of the well to maintain the current speed of his descent,

so that he would not accelerate too quickly, that he would not be able to stop in time.

Falling, falling, everything in front of him remained unchanged, incredibly monotonous.

Hmm?

Ling Han was suddenly startled. How long had pa.s.sed?

One minute, one hour, or one day?

Ling Han exerted force with both hands, making himself stop. Looking down, it was still

pitch-black, and bottomless.

He released his divine sense, and saw that there was a palm print on his cheek. The fingers were especially long and slender, and he could tell at a glance that it was inhuman.

Just like Wu Kan?

Ling Han stretched out a hand to stroke the walls of the well. At the same time, he sniffed

lightly, a smile curling up the corners of his lips.

If it was another person, they would definitely be bewitched.

Unfortunately, he was both an alchemist and a Formation Master.

It was very difficult for these two ident.i.ties to appear on the same person, but unfortunately,

he was this kind of freak.

Ling Han took out the giant frogs Demon Core and placed it in his mouth. At the same time,

he released the Starlight Screen and began to touch the walls of the well.

Right, right.

He slowly climbed downwards, but he had only descended 300 meters when he stopped,

because he saw a very small hole. Compared to his body, this hole was completely impa.s.sable.

It didnt matter. Ling Han shrunk down again and landed in the cave.

How could you have possibly discovered it! A voice was heard ahead of him, filled with

surprise.