Chapter 4867: Bad News
Chapter 4867: Bad News
Ling Han began his final journey.
He entered the Primitive Abyss and took the lead. Behind him was the empress, the large black dog, Ding Shu and so on. All of them were Pseudo-Emperors, and there was no shortage of Great Emperor-level battle prowess among them.
This kind of lineup could no longer be described as luxurious. It was practically extravagant.
As they journeyed, they naturally passed by the Dragon Head City and the like.
However, there was no sign of the Divine Beast Great Emperors.
Were they all hiding somewhere, or had they not been revived?
Ling Han was unconcerned. His cultivation level was already close to the peak stage of the fourth tier. The Divine Beast Great Emperor might not be like an ant in front of him, but they really could not be considered a match for him.
They continued to advance, and there was no need for them to hide their tracks at all. They travelled openly and aboveboard.
With Ling Han’s current strength, even if he encountered certain storms of heaven and earth, he would still be able to face them head-on, fully demonstrating what it meant to be heaven-defyingly strong.
Eleven years later, they arrived at the sea of death.
The moment he arrived, Ling Han felt a sliver of enlightenment.
He had grasped the Regulations of Death, and the Sea of Death corresponded to the essence of death, so it naturally resonated with him, making him feel quite rueful.
Of course, it was impossible to comprehend the essence of Death here. Otherwise, why would the old Divine Beast abandon what was near only to seek an option that was further?
At this moment, Ling Han no longer acted arrogantly. Instead, he drew everyone into his body. Those who should wear armor would wear armor. Only Ding Shu, Jing Haoran, and Shui Qingchang were an exception, because they already had Emperor Tier battle prowess.
Ling Han headed to the Imperial Island.
After advancing into the fourth tier, his speed became slightly faster, but faced with the Sea of Death, Ling Han still did not dare to relax in the slightest.
Even if he had grasped the essence of life, the Sea of Death was capable of extinguishing this kind of vitality. If he sustained a few more blows, he would still die.
Thus, after spending seven years, he finally arrived at the Imperial Island.
After reaching the island, Ling Han let everyone out. All of a sudden, there was a sea of people.
Everyone was very curious. This was the Imperial Island, which could be considered the core of the universe.
Ling Han led them to the Cave of Life. For a Pseudo-Emperor to break through to become a Great Emperor, this was the best place. It was full of vitality, and no matter how serious one’s injuries, they could still be healed in this space.
"Brother Monkey, you have to be mentally prepared," Ling Han said.
Brother Monkey was speechless. Wasn’t it just that his ancestor was often injured? Why did he sound like the latter was going to die soon?
They entered into the cave, and when they reached the end, sure enough, there was a person presently bathing in the Pool of Life.
"Yi, Buddha Doga!" Ling Han was startled. He had not thought that what he was seeing this time was not the Battle Saint Emperor, but rather Buddha Doga. ɽ𝖆𝐍ꝋBĘŚ
"You’re here!" Buddha Doga nodded, his face filled with shock. That was because those people by Ling Han’s side were actually all Pseudo-Emperors.
F***, when did Pseudo-Emperors become so cheap?
However, he was also filled with joy. These were all fresh troops. As long as they broke through to Emperor Tier, they would definitely be a powerful force of power.
Of course, it was too difficult to advance from Pseudo-Emperor to Great Emperor. Even if there were endless opportunities here, only half the people here, at most, or even fewer in fact, that would be able to break through to Great Emperor.
He would definitely not speak up to rebuke them, but rather give them a word of encouragement.
"Doga, are you done yet? It’s my turn now!" The Battle Saint Emperor’s voice rang out. This old Saint Emperor slowly walked out of a cave, his body covered with injuries.
As expected, he had overestimated this person!
Ling Han sighed. At first, he had thought that the Battle Saint Emperor hadn’t been injured this time, but in the end, he had merely not been immersed in the Pool of Life.
"This pool is big enough to accommodate two people," Buddha Doga said expressionlessly.
"Pei, I don’t like the look of you, so I’m not going with you." The Battle Saint Emperor refused decisively.
"Ancestor!" Brother Monkey called out excitedly.
"Huh? So you’re my great-grandson?" The Battle Saint Emperor looked at Brother Monkey with surprise and delight.
Brother Monkey was once again struck speechless. Was there anyone that spoke of their descendant like this?
But in terms of seniority, wasn’t he the other party’s grandson?
"I... am." Brother Monkey nodded, his face ashen.
Pu, on the sidelines, the large black dog and little azure dragon couldn’t help but splutter with laughter.
It was really too rare to see Brother Monkey like this.
"Don’t hold it in anymore. If you want to laugh, just laugh," Brother Monkey said to Ling Han. There was a kind of peace that came from the grief of one’s heart dying.
Pu!
Ling Han laughed loudly. He had really had a hard time holding back just now.
"Little guys, don’t waste time. Hurry up and cultivate, and strive to break through to Emperor Tier as soon as possible." The Battle Saint Emperor walked to the side of the pool, and pulled out Buddha Doga, "Your time is up. It’s time for my turn."
Buddha Doga was rendered speechless. In front of the Battle Saint Emperor, he was a junior.
It was really rare to see a Great Emperor with such a personality, with the feeling of distance being dismissed in an instant.
"Everyone, make the most of your time." Ling Han nodded as well. The old Divine Beast was unstoppable, and who knew when it would be able to open the Cave of Death and witness the element of Death. Thus, if more Great Emperors appeared, they would be able to make even greater contributions to impeding the old Divine Beast.
Becoming Emperor was a huge temptation to everyone, so they all went into seclusion.
Ling Han was also cultivating by the side of the Pool of Life. He was about to reach peak stage of the fourth tier, but he was still a little bit away from grasping the essence of life, and had not reached consummate level of grasping the element of Life.
A dozen over days later, the Battle Saint Emperor and Buddha Doga both recovered from their injuries.
"Come, let’s battle that old Divine Beast again." The Battle Saint Emperor carried the Imperial Weapon on his shoulders, and light shot out from his Fiery Golden Eyes.
"All right!" Ling Han said heroically.
Previously, he had been severely injured with a single strike from the old Divine Beast, and this had become motivation for him to advance further, and he also wanted to know how far he was now from the old Divine Beast.
"Oh, that’s right. Those so-called Lords of Death are also here," the Battle Saint Emperor added.
’Hmm?’
Though Ling Han had long since expected this, he was still slightly shocked upon hearing this.
Buddha Doga continued, "The moment they arrived, they became the target of scorn, and were targeted by us. However, that old Divine Beast moved, and saved those Great Emperors. Now, they have also been nurtured by the essence of life, and obtained a new life. A few of them have already grasped the essence of life."
The old Divine Beast made a move. Though it was a little unexpected, it was within reason.
The enemy of an enemy was a friend.
And those ancient Great Emperors had really lived up to their reputation. Quite a number of them had already broken through, and advanced into the fourth tier.
The ancient Great Emperors were all the strongest of their generation, so they really couldn’t be underestimated.
As long as they were given a sliver of hope, they would be able to create endless possibilities.
Ling Han’s battle prowess could be so strong, far surpassing his peers, because he had grasped some of the might of the four elements ahead of time, but if both of them had grasped the four elements, who would be weaker than the other?
His uniqueness lay in the fact that he had cultivated every cultivation level to the limit. This was an advantage that would not disappear. In a battle of equal cultivation levels, this would greatly increase his score.
"Then this time, let them rest in complete peace!" Ling Han clenched his fists.
The three of them walked side by side, and soon arrived at the battlefield.
Ling Han gazed into the distance, and sure enough, he saw the figures of the Lords of Death.