Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao-Chapter 4681: Illuminating oneself

Chapter 4681: Illuminating oneself

Editor: Henyee Translations

"Why do you think that?" Guo Shuang didn’t answer, but instead asked a question of her own.

Ling Han wore a confident expression, and he said, "With my performance, who can compare to me? However, I failed to make the cut. Thus, I can only conclude that this is a test of my willpower."

Guo Shuang couldn’t help but laugh in spite of herself. However, she nodded and said, "You’re really confident. However, you guessed correctly. At the peak of your life, you suddenly encountered a head-on blow, and you can still maintain such composure. You indeed have a promising future."

Ling Han did not show any joy on his face. Instead, he asked curiously, "Who exactly are you?"

"You will find out in future. Now, follow me," Guo Shuang said.

"Don’t I need to inform the Martial Hall?"

"No need."

Ling Han nodded, and followed Guo Shuang away. They once again arrived at the Great Emperor formation.

This time, Guo Shuang did not take out sandalwood joss stick to light up. Instead, she took out an oil lamp himself, and after lighting it, she led the way.

Ling Han hurriedly followed after her.

When the two of them walked out of the Great Emperor formation — or rather, when they really walked in, Guo Shuang’s body was seen to suddenly exude a powerful aura. There was also a soft lustre on her body, and she looked incredibly sacred.

This was actually a Saint!

Ling Han only gave an "oh" in his mind. This was within his expectations, but a shocked expression appeared on his face, "Who exactly are you?"

Guo Shuang glanced at him, her eyes filled with incomparable authority, but did not say anything.

This glance carried endless pressure.

Ling Han was naturally unafraid, but he was presently only a mere Spirit Transformation True Lord. Thus, he naturally had to act as he should. Otherwise, if he really managed to sneak into the Sacred Land with great difficulty, and his public image was ruined, that would really be too unjust.

Guo Shuang waved her hand dismissively, "Someone will bring you to your accommodations."

She took a step, and in an instant, there was no sign of her.

"A Saint of around 10,000 years old, at most." Ling Han looked at Guo Shuang’s back. This time, he could finally use his eye technique. Guo Shuang definitely wouldn’t notice it.

"It’s said that Ah Han doesn’t have any children, so this should be the personal disciple of Ah Han?"

"The Holy Daughter of the first generation?"

"In that case, Guo Shuang may not be her real name either."

"That’s right. Even that squirrel can be called Guo Yun so Guo Shuang definitely isn’t her real name."

"But who cares? I only want to enter the Pond of Life."

Ling Han felt rueful. He had already been here for so long, and he had indeed entered three times the Little Pond of Life, but what about the real Pond of Life?

It wasn’t long before a young monk came over and led Ling Han to his residence.

It was naturally a temple. Ling Han’s residence was in a small courtyard, and there were three people living here.

When the three people inside saw Ling Han, they were all gaping in shock.

How could it be Ling Han?

These three people were Jia Tailong, Ji Liren and another prodigy who had emerged victorious from this competition. They were all settled here.

They had thought that Ling Han had already been chased off. Who would have thought that he would suddenly appear in front of them again? Naturally, they were incredibly surprised.

Ling Han smiled, "Everyone, looks like I’ll have to be your neighbor for a while."

The three of them sighed. Previously, the Sacred Land had not chosen to retain Ling Han. They all found this strange, because Ling Han’s natural talent in martial arts was clearly superior to Ji Liren’s, and Ji Liren had been retained. Why was it that Ling Han was not? freewebnøvel.com

Now that Ling Han had returned, they all understood that there was something hidden that they did not know, but Sacred Land definitely had a high opinion of Ling Han.

They stayed here for a few days, then were brought to another temple by a young monk.

This temple was much larger.

They arrived at a meditation hall. Strangely, there was a white jade-like wall in the middle of the meditation hall, but it did not connect to the roof. It was about the height of a person.

Aside from Ling Han and the others, there were also a great many people here. They were presently seated in cross-legged positions. It was unknown whether they were meditating, or resting to pass the time.

After the young monk brought the four of them in, he left directly.

Ling Han and the others imitated the others, finding a place to sit cross-legged.

Ling Han’s eyes swept over them, and saw that the cultivation levels of the people here were not uniform. Some were only in Cauldron Forging Tier, while some had even reached Sect Master-level. Some were dressed like monks, while some were people of the mortal world1.

Very soon, he withdrew his gaze. He lowered his head, lowered his head and waited quietly.

After a long while, an old monk appeared.

This was a Venerate, and in the Buddhist Race, Venerate Tiers were also called Bodhisattvas. This one was called Bodhisattva Luo Shu.

The old monk opened his mouth, and said, "Let us begin today’s contest."

Yi, was there a fight?

Ling Han faltered for a moment. The cultivation levels of the people here were all uneven, so how were they supposed to fight?

However, he discovered that the others had all stood up and walked in front of the white jade wall. Then, they turned around and sat with their backs against the wall.

What was going on here?

He followed suit. When he sat down and leaned his back against the white jade wall, he suddenly realized that his mind had actually been connected to a separate dimension.

This?

He thought for a moment, then released a sliver of divine sense, which entered into this space.

Instantly, multiple human figures appeared in front of him.

"The Void Emperor!"

"Ancestral King Lingtian!"

"Nine Suns Saint!"

Ling Han was astounded. Whenever he touched these humanoid figures with his divine sense, information would immediately form in his mind.

These human figures were all mighty figures who had once been all-powerful. Now, as long as he fused his divine sense with this human figure, he could temporarily transform into this kind of existence. It was equivalent to possessing an "incarnation".

He understood now. The so-called battle was a contest of manifestations.

Every manifestation had their own techniques, and each had their own specialty.

For example, the unique trait of the True Phoenix was its speed, while the True Dragon had an incredibly tough physique and overwhelming brute force, which was reflected through its abilities.

"Quickly choose your own battle vehicle." A voice rang out. It was precisely that old monk.

Ling Han’s eyes swept over them, and in an instant, he had seen all the manifestations.

There were manifestations of Great Emperors here, incomparably powerful ancient Saints, and even Divine Beasts from the ancient times. However, Ling Han was not satisfied with any of them.

He firmly believed that he himself was the strongest.

Yi?

Shockingly, he discovered that at the end of these figures, there was an embodiment whose features were even blurred.

When he touched it with his divine sense, the information he received was that this could reflect his own body.

—With himself as the template for the embodiment.

Ling Han smiled, and that was it.

He fused his divine sense, and his manifestation immediately analyzed his divine sense, digitizing his power and speed.

However, Ling Han had the Soul Forming Technique, and simulated himself in the Spirit Transformation Tier. All the numbers were what he wanted to show.

This number naturally wouldn’t be excessive. At most, he could only be regarded as a prodigy, or a slightly above average prodigy.

When all this was done, the scene in front of him immediately changed. He had actually appeared in space.

The old monk also appeared. His figure was massive, and his head was even larger than a planet.

"Let the battle begin!"

This means that they have not become monks.