Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 3932: Evil Killing Divine Lightning



'It's here!'

Ling Han raised his head to look. This streak of light was astonishingly fast, circling above the valley.

The eye technique was activated, and he could clearly see that this light was formed from lightning, but there was also a divine light flickering. Clearly, it was another lightning with a special element.

A smile appeared on his face. His wait had finally ended.

"Brother Fierce Man, how do you plan to retrieve this celestial light?" Zhang Youxuan asked. Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "Like this!"

The black light of illusion shot out, and the multi-colored light in the sky immediately stopped, as if it had been frozen.

Ling Han flew on his Tool, easily drawing the multi-colored light into the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower.

It was extremely simple.

He looked at Zhang Youxuan, only to see that the fatty had already become completely dumbfounded. His mouth was half-gaping, and his eyes were wide open.

Ling Han smiled, turned around and walked out of the canyon.

Only then did Zhang Youxuan come to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. He hurriedly set off in pursuit of Ling Han.

"Brother Fierce Man! Brother Fierce Man!" he called out, his expression filled with admiration, "You are really awesome. I concede defeat, I concede defeat completely!"

Ling Han suddenly stopped, thought for a moment, and said, "I will give you an opportunity, but do you dare to take it?"

"Why wouldn't I dare?!" Zhang Youxuan was brimming with confidence. Who would be afraid of great opportunities?

"All right!" Ling Han drew out a celestial light from the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower, and delivered it straight at Zhang Youxuan.

"Aiyo, my goodness!" Zhang Youxuan immediately cried out in pain. The celestial light had already penetrated into his body, causing him so much pain that he wanted to throw up blood.

Though this celestial light was inferior to the Primal Chaos Divine Lightning, Heptagold Yang Lightning and so on, its might was still incredibly powerful. If that was not the case, why would those prodigies want to snatch it?

At the very least, this was equivalent to a Venerate Tier-level technique!

However, Zhang Youxuan also knew that this was a great opportunity. He hurriedly endured the agonizing pain of having his body pierced through by the celestial light, and used the Celestial Cauldron to trap the celestial light, then began to refine it.

The Celestial Cauldron was definitely the sturdiest part inside a Cauldron Forging Tier, because when there was really no other way, he could still use the Celestial Cauldron like a Spirit Tool, and shoot it out.

This was especially the case with the Golden Celestial Cauldron, which was even sturdier than the Two Star Divine Metal. As for the Tricolor Glass Cauldron, Golden Jade Cauldron, and the like, they were even sturdier.

Tong, tong, tong! Inside the Celestial Cauldron, that celestial light streaked out, wanting to break out of the cauldron. Meanwhile, Fatty Zhang gritted his teeth and endured. If he breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, he would miss out on this great opportunity.

After a while, he gradually entered into an optimal state.

Ling Han smiled, and strode off. This canyon was extremely secluded. It was very safe for this guy to refine the celestial light here.

He also found a safe place, then released the lightning-aligned celestial light. Once the black light of illusion shot out, it was immediately covered by the Celestial Cauldron, and he began to refine the celestial light.

To Ling Han, refining the celestial light was already something that he could do proficiently with practice. Three days later, he had succeeded.

This was... the Evil Killing Divine Lightning.

Nine Celestial Cauldrons, nine streaks of celestial light.

Now, he only had to cultivate another Celestial Cauldron, and then capture and refine a streak of celestial light. Then, he would be able to cultivate to the level of Ten Cauldrons that had never been cultivated before.

However, was it true that no one had ever cultivated to Ten Cauldrons before?

Ling Han was suspicious, because he now knew that a great many Imperial Clan prodigies didn't have rankings in the Galaxy Network. In fact, they didn't even have Galaxy Network's account.

There was definitely a supreme prodigy among them!

Thus, some prodigies didn't even use the Galaxy Network, so what were some supreme prodigies worth if they didn't leave behind a legend of Ten Cauldrons?

One mustn't underestimate any Ancestral King. That was an overlord that ruled over an era, the strongest in the world. How could it be that none of them had thought that a Cauldron Forging Tier would be able to form ten cauldrons?

Could it be that none of them had thought of any way to decrease the repulsive power of the Celestial Cauldrons?

He had never heard of it, but that did not mean that it did not exist.

Ling Han didn't dare to be smug. Just like when he leaped over the Celestial Gate, didn't he also see a figure arrive at the Primitive Celestial Gate?

"It's extremely likely that Origin, Myriad Dao and the others have also cultivated the Primitive Celestial Gate. The Celestial Cauldron that they forged must be of the same quality as mine," he murmured.

"Let's not worry about this first. I'll think about it after I finish cultivating to Ten Cauldrons. Otherwise, everything will only be empty words."

Ling Han kept an eye out for any news of the celestial light. Though he had already obtained a considerable amount, what he needed the most was still the Lightning Element. Unless there was really no other way, he would still try his best to wait.

There was no news of the celestial light. However, there was a considerable amount of information about Feng Jixing, Song Lan and others.

It was said that their battle prowess was unparalleled. Even among the native Core Formation Tier cultivators of Demonic Origin Realm, there were not many that could match them, possessing outstanding reputation. Even those True Self Tier old monsters had a whole new level of respect for them.

Now, Feng Jixing was taking the lead, organizing the local and outsider cultivators to join forces, wanting to launch an assault on the Demon Abyss.

The Demon Abyss was an extremely dangerous place. There were wild beasts everywhere, and what was even more frightening was the Abyssal Earth Ants. Their bodies were as large as bulls, and there were tens of thousands of them in a single nest. Furthermore, their leaders were all at the level of the Core Formation Tier.

If they were ganged up on by such a swarm of ants, then even True Self Tier elites could only

die.

Thus, the Demon Abyss had always been a forbidden area for living beings, and no one dared

to barge in.

However, though the Abyssal Earth Ants were extremely frightening, the ant queen would

produce a mysterious liquid. If it was used to temper one's body, it would allow the cultivator's body to undergo a complete transformation, and become incredibly tough.

Ling Han pondered for a moment before deciding to cultivate in seclusion instead of joining in on the excitement.

He was getting closer and closer to the peak stage of Nine Cauldrons. Next, he would have to charge to Ten Cauldrons; where would he find the time to go to the Demon Abyss? Moreover, his physique had already been tempered to a tough enough extent. Perhaps the ant fluid could help him evolve further, and that could only be considered icing on the cake.

Ling Han calmed down and quietly cultivated.

In just a month, he had reached the peak stage of Nine Cauldrons.

Next, it was the most difficult step, breaking through to Ten Cauldrons.

At the very least, Ling Han had never seen a person who could reach such heights. This was the Cauldron Forging Tier's true peak. Throughout history, perhaps only a few people had

reached such heights.

Where there was absolute height, there would definitely be loneliness. Ling Han did not have any reference, and could only ponder on his own, advancing alone.

He wasn't in a hurry to break through. Instead, he relaxed completely. Every day, he would

drink tea and flip through his information to see if there was any information about the

empress and the others.

Seven days later, a big piece of news came. Feng Jixing had already joined forces with an army, and was advancing towards the Demon Abyss.

At this moment, Ling Han also started to attempt breaking through to Ten Cauldrons. He channeled the techniques that he had obtained from that predecessor, and then began to nurture the core of the tenth Celestial Cauldron. Weng, the nine great Celestial Cauldrons immediately released a force of repulsion, but as they collided with each other, it weakened

considerably.

Very good, Ling Han nodded internally. That predecessor was indeed a genius. He clearly had not formed ten cauldrons himself, but the direction of his deduction was correct. However, even if he had this kind of method to reduce the repulsive force of the Celestial Cauldrons, when the nine Celestial Cauldrons unleashed their might at the same time, this was practically a qualitative change. Pa, pa, pa! The Celestial Cauldron core that Ling Han had formed continued to shatter.

Nine was the pinnacle of heaven and earth. It was as if the heavens did not allow the creation of ten cauldrons. This was a suppression that surpassed power.