Chapter 1768: Able to Bend and Stretch

Facts proved that the strength of Alchemy Association Presidents from different eras was indeed uneven.

Not every era had an Eighth-Order peak powerhouse like President Tessa; some eras only had Seventh-Order, or even Sixth-Order presidents...

But Brand, that excellent member of the Alchemy Association, didn't care about the lives of these presidents. He awakened every golden body he saw, and they were immediately confronted with the terror of a world-destroying calamity.

In the process, some presidents chose to resist to the death, some knelt and begged for mercy, and others thought they could escape using the wonders of alchemical arrays... But before Chen Ling, their methods seemed utterly ridiculous.

Chen Ling slaughtered generation after generation of presidents, and in the end, Brand’s speed in awakening them couldn't even keep up with Chen Ling’s speed in killing them.

Chen Ling wasn't in a hurry; he just slowed his pace, strolling leisurely behind the terrified Brand as if he were walking in his own garden.

This underground space seemed to have reached its end.

Stone walls carved with alchemical patterns stood at the end of the light, and two golden bodies were slowly returning to human form amidst tremors. The exhausted Brand stood beside them, looking at Chen Ling with terror, his face deathly pale.

He had nowhere left to run and could only place his final hope on the First and Second Generation Presidents. Legend had it that these two founded the Alchemy Association and helped it gain the Emperor’s trust during chaotic times, seizing the opportunity. The fact that the Alchemy Association could exist as the Taishi Bureau today and develop so rapidly was all because of them.

The figure in the red-bottomed, black-patterned opera robe stood slowly before the stone wall, patiently waiting for the two golden bodies to return to human form, like a guest who had come specifically to visit them.

Rustle——

Two aged figures stepped down from the stone wall.

One was a standard Westerner, and the other looked like a mix of East and West. However, their bodies were already decayed, like withered wood, barely supporting themselves in the dim light.

"I..."

"What have I done..."

The influence of the thought storm gradually faded from Brand’s mind, and he finally regained a sliver of clarity. Seeing the scattered, mangled corpses along the way, an extremely absurd feeling surged in his heart!

He had actually invited a wolf into the house and awakened the past presidents one by one, only for Chen Ling to slaughter them??

How was this any different from personally destroying the foundation of the Alchemy Association’s hundreds of years of history?

Brand would never have imagined that he would one day do something so stupid and ridiculous. He was supposed to be the next Alchemy Association President, the one to rule the Taishi Bureau!

He looked at Chen Ling in despair and anger, unable to speak for a moment. With his chest heaving violently, he felt a breath catch in his throat, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood...

Then, with a thud, he collapsed into a coma.

The two presidents didn't seem to understand what had happened, but seeing this scene and the corpses covering the ground in the distance, they naturally knew Chen Ling was not a friendly visitor... They exchanged a glance, and with a tacit understanding, they bent their knees...

Thud——

The two old men knelt before Chen Ling without hesitation!

"Sir! I don't know how our descendants in the Alchemy Association provoked you, but I believe they must have deserved to die..."

"Although I don't know how many years have passed, perhaps they have long since gone astray..."

"Thank you for cleaning up the house for the Alchemy Association!"

This kneeling not only stunned Chen Ling, but Li Laide, who had followed behind, was completely dumbfounded...

Is this even possible?

They didn't even know how long they had been sealed, nor how the Alchemy Association had developed... and they immediately thanked their enemy for cleaning up the house?

Only then did Li Laide truly understand what it meant to "be able to bend and stretch."

This trip had certainly been an eye-opener.

"Gone astray?" Chen Ling sneered. "What? Was your original path so righteous?"

Both Alchemy Association Presidents were stunned, as if they hadn't expected Chen Ling to seize on this point to retort... Shouldn't it be that this generation of the Alchemy Association had provoked him, and the other party had come with hatred to root them out?

"Sir... have we, perhaps, met somewhere before?"

Just then, the mixed-race president stared at Chen Ling’s face, feeling a sense of familiarity.

The First Generation President’s heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition suddenly rose within him... If he could feel familiar with him, could he be a figure from before the Great Cataclysm? But if he were from before the Great Cataclysm, how could he still look the same? And if that were the case...

Could this person in front of them have something to do with the rise of the early Alchemy Association?

Li Laide was also somewhat confused. These two old men didn't look like people of this era, and if they felt familiar with him... could it be that Chen Ling didn't belong to this era either?

"Oh?"

Chen Ling’s eyes narrowed slightly. "What... do you recognize me?"

As those scarlet eyes curved into an arc, the mixed-race president suddenly seemed to overlap him with an impression in his mind. His pupils contracted sharply, and he spoke in disbelief:

"It’s you... It’s you!!!"

Bang bang——!!

Two red paper tentacles flew out from behind Chen Ling, fiercely wrapping around the two presidents and pinning them tightly against the stone wall.

The immense force caused cracks to spread across the stone wall behind them, and also caused their aged bodies to spit out blood simultaneously, like candles in the wind, as if a gentle breath would extinguish them completely.

"It seems you still have an impression of me," Chen Ling said unhurriedly.

"Let me guess... is it because of the Eight Sovereigns, right?"

"Since you chose the Red Dust Domain from among all the bases back then, you must have secretly studied these Eight Sovereigns, and naturally, you would know of my existence..."

"Since that’s the case... you should know why I have come."

The mixed-race president’s face turned even paler!

The First Generation President, who didn't seem to know much about this, hesitated for a moment. Thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and he said:

"Sir, it seems my descendant has gone astray and caused you trouble..."

"It was my blindness back then to have chosen him as my successor. Sir, please rest assured, you can deal with him as you please, such a dirty, filthy fellow..."

Crack——!!

Before the First Generation President could finish his sentence, Chen Ling didn't even look at him. He simply raised his hand, and the red paper tentacles wrapped around the man tightened suddenly, twisting his head right off.

The First Generation President’s voice stopped abruptly...

He had wanted to use the same trick, to "cut ties" between himself and the Second Generation President, sacrificing the Second Generation President and those descendant presidents to extinguish Chen Ling’s anger and buy himself a chance to live.

But who knew that Chen Ling had never intended to leave any survivors from the start. The original intention of the Alchemy Association was to use human lives to refine the Philosopher's Stone, and this was also the First Generation President’s goal...

Chen Ling wouldn't spare the life of such a madman, even if he knew he wouldn't live much longer.