Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao C.3941: Tenth Celestial Light

Ling Han started to scour the surroundings for celestial light.

It was rumored that someone had seen a celestial light flickering here, but they could not be sure if it was celestial light.

This was his a last resort. If it wasn't for the fact that he had no choice, Ling Han wouldn't have wanted to make do. He would take any random celestial light and refine it.

Thankfully, he had not yet cultivated to the consummate level of Ten Cauldrons yet, so it could not be considered a waste of time.

What made him frown was when this Mystery Realm would close.

After the White Lotus Mystery Realm opened, it would continue for an indefinite period of time. It could be one to two years, or it could be three to five years. Thus, if he encountered a situation where it would close in just over a year, it was possible that as he searched, the token on him would explode on its own, and bring him out.

Hopefully, it would not be so soon.

Ling Han searched around. He ventured deep into various dangerous places. With the cover of the Void Beast hide, he could come and go as he pleased in most places, but if he encountered a True Self Tier great beast, he would not dare to approach at all.

The reaction speed of a wild beast of this level was too sensitive. If they were further away, he could still deceive them for a while, but as long as they were slightly closer, that would be an action of courting death.

After going around in circles, half a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

What worried Ling Han was the fact that Tong Xiao and the others had once again caught up to him.

Obviously, they had discovered that they had fallen into Ling Han's trap.

Subsequently, Ling Han used the same trick again, using the ant's nest to shake off these four people. However, Tong Xiao and the others had also learnt their lesson. Every time, not too long after, they would charge back, like sticky candy that could not be shaken off.

Now, every time Ling Han left them behind, he would only have one day of freedom, at most. Otherwise, his pursuers would definitely arrive.

F***

Ling Han walked on the rugged path of the abyss. Even if there were occasional explorers here, their numbers were pitifully few. Thus, it was incredibly primitive everywhere, and there was no fixed path.

Most of the plants here were moss, but there were also dark purple vines that could grow well without sunlight.

Ling Han once again shook off his pursuers, and walked aimlessly.

Xiu, a ray of light streaked over the top of his head, dazzling and bright.

Yi?

Ling Han faltered for a moment before revealing a pleasantly surprised expression. Celestial light, this was celestial light!

He wanted to unleash the black light of illusion, but the chance was fleeting. By now, this streak of light had far surpassed the maximum attack range of the black light of illusion. He gave chase.

Ling Han adjusted his course, and set off in pursuit of the place where the light had disappeared.

The speed of the celestial light was astonishingly fast. Ling Han had long since lost track of the celestial light, so he only had one hope, and that was this streak of light had not taken a turn halfway.

After chasing for half a day, he stopped. Perhaps he had already chased too far. He could no longer run blindly.

He waited. Perhaps that streak of light would appear again.

However, the streak of light didn't arrive. Instead, Tong Xiao and the others arrived beforehand.

F***

Ling Han had no choice but to continue fleeing.

After a long while, he finally broke away from his pursuers. As he walked, he saw a dilapidated hall ahead of him.

Strange, how could there be a hall in such a dangerous place?

Who built it?

Ling Han was a very curious person. Moreover, he didn't know where he should go to find the celestial light, so he strode into the hall.

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The hall had long since become empty, but there were stone carvings on the surrounding walls, drawn into multiple pictures.

Ling Han looked over, and saw that what was drawn was actually an image of a great

massacre.

This artist was definitely brilliant. That was clearly a static scene, but when Ling Han saw it, it was as if the painting had come to life, and the characters inside were all moving.

A supreme elite unleashed a massacre. Planets and even galaxies were destroyed, and millions and millions of living beings were slaughtered. The scene was enough to make one shudder. Even if it was only a painting, Ling Han still broke out in a cold sweat from watching it. This painting was too realistic, making Ling Han feel the pressure of that supreme elite. He was sure that if such an elite was really standing in front of him, he would definitely be blasted into a shower of blood.

Ling Han composed himself, and looked at the next painting.

This was another elite massacring wantonly, but it was not the same person as the previous one, but was just as powerful and terrifying.

The third painting was like this, the fourth painting was like this, but when it reached the seventh painting, the image was cut off.

That was because this was a dilapidated hall. Now that he had reached this place, the walls were all gone, so it was naturally impossible for stone carvings to be left behind.

Was this a memorial of a certain moment in history?

If that was the case, then it would be too dark. Furthermore, what was the purpose of elites starting such a massacre?

Seeking revenge?

For fun?

The problem was that Ling Han couldn't see a single person's appearance even though the images of elites unleashing slaughter were clearly drawn on it. All of them were shrouded in black mist, and he could only distinguish their height and width, to identify that they were

actually different people.

Ling Han sighed. His present strength was too weak. So what if he was curious? What right did he have to investigate the truth of history?

Moreover, this may have been thought out of thin air by someone who had nothing better to

do.

Xiu, right at this moment, a streak of light flew past. Coincidentally, it shot towards Ling Han.

What was going on?

Ling Han instinctively thought that an attack was coming, and that Tong Xiao and the others had caught up to him. However, he immediately sensed that this was a purple lightning bolt. 'F*ck! It's the Celestial Light! Moreover, it's the Lightning Element Celestial Light that I've been searching for!'

This was really searching high and low for it, yet it had delivered itself right to his doorstep.

Ling Han directly summoned the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower. It was like a net, allowing that bolt of lightning to shoot in.

The light of lightning hurriedly stopped, wanting to turn around and flee. It was only a flash of light, and it really stopped just like that. Just when it looked like it was about to flee, Ling Han hurriedly shot out the black light of illusion. Instantly, that flash of lightning stopped.

It still wanted to flee?

Ling Han then used the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower to overshadow it. Finally, he managed to capture this lightning element celestial light.

The ninth bolt of lightning!

Ling Han laughed loudly. Now, he was finally satisfied.

Xiu, his figure suddenly leaped. Boom, a deep pit immediately appeared where he had been standing, and there was still terrifying energy bubbling.

Ling Han looked sideways, and saw that Tong Xiao and the others had walked over from four different directions, forming a siege.

"It's the four of you again!" Ling Han shook his head, "Are you people born in the year of the dog? Your noses are really sharp!"

"Don't be cheeky!" Tong Xiao charged over, delivering a palm strike. The force turned into a divine weapon that shot towards Ling Han.

Ling Han smiled, and did not linger in battle. Immediately, he began to break out of the siege.

This time, he only had to refine the last bolt of lightning, and he would be able to attempt breaking through to the Core Formation Tier, and once he advanced into the Core Formation Tier, it would definitely be a piece of cake for him to kill these four people.

"Just you wait. When I return to find you, it will be the time of your deaths!"

"In your dreams!"

Tong Xiao and the others attacked together. After such a long time, they gradually developed

a tacit understanding, and their combined power became stronger and stronger. Ling Han was temporarily unable to channel the black light of illusion, but it didn't matter.

The murderous aura shot out, and added with the eight divine lights of lightning, he paid the price of being hit by a palm strike, and still managed to break out of the siege.