Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao-Chapter 4718: Vicious reputation

Ling Han returned. For the moment, he couldn’t go to the Primitive Abyss anymore. What was the point?

He needed to increase his cultivation level and reach the limit of Silent Destruction Tier. Then, he would break through to the level of Pseudo-Emperor and later, become a Great Emperor to calm the darkness.

However, without the Genesis Substance, he could only rely on the supremely valuable medicine to speed up his cultivation. This was too slow.

Ling Han first concocted alchemical pills on the Four Origin Planet. He had squeezed out a great many treasures from the various Imperial Clans. Though they were ineffective on him, they could be used on others.

As a large number of alchemical pills were concocted, the cultivation levels of Lin Luo, Zhou Heng and the others were all rapidly improving.

To them, their natural talent was not too bad. They were only missing out on a bit of fated opportunity.

After all, they weren’t the masters of Genesis World.

Especially Lin Luo. His natural talent in cultivation was extremely shocking, and he had long since cultivated to the peak stage of Venerate Tier a good few years ago. After obtaining Ling Han’s alchemical pills, he had completely stabilized his cultivation level, and began seclusion, attempting to break through to Saint Tier.

Next, the Four Origin Planet would welcome a wave of breakthroughs.

Zhou Heng, Chu Hao, and the others had all reached the peak stage of Fourth Extreme. They were now qualified to attempt breaking through to the Saint Tier.

Ling Han didn’t know how many of them could ignite the holy flame with their own power, but for the moment, it was impossible to count on the power of belief. Four Origin Planet only had so many living beings, and it wasn’t enough to support any one of them to ignite the holy flame.

However, though it was difficult to become a Saint now, once he succeeded, his battle prowess would also be considerably stronger than the average Saint.

Ling Han was filled with anticipation. By now, though Saints no longer had much effect on the overall situation of heaven and earth, now that they had become Saints, they would at least have the ability to protect themselves.

After enjoying tender intimacy for a few years with the empress, Chi Menghan, and the others, Ling Han couldn’t sit still any longer.

Actually, an ordinary life was what he yearned for, but for this kind of ordinary life, he had to run around and put his life on the line first.

How could he rapidly increase his cultivation level?

This was ultimately a huge dilemma that hung above Ling Han’s head.

The responsibility on his shoulders was too heavy. To say nothing else, merely for the sake of Old Man Ge’s sacrifice, he too wanted to become a Great Emperor as soon as possible, and suppress the world.

However, where could he go now?

The various Imperial Clans?

He had already gone to those that he could find, and there were still some that had not exposed the location of the ancestral planets all this while. Now, it was even more impossible to find them.

Then, should he go to the Netherworld?

Ling Han guessed that there might also be great opportunities there.

Though the Netherworld had no life force, and was the complete opposite of the Living Realm, things would definitely go the other way when they reached the extreme. For example, wasn’t it theoretically impossible for any living creature to survive in the Primitive Abyss? However, there were Genesis-level Great Herbs there.

Perhaps the Netherworld didn’t possess such Great Herbs, but he was only a Saint, so he didn’t necessarily need such a precious Celestial medicine.

’Fine, I’ll go to the Netherworld and kill some Yin souls while I’m at it. I’ve been away for 200 years, so the Skeleton Saint Tool should be arrogant and domineering again. No one can stop it, right?’

Ling Han didn’t bring the empress and the others with him. After all, who knew if another Lord of Death would appear?

Though his present strength had soared greatly, it was still far from enough against a Great Emperor.

Right now, the Yin souls had already occupied about 30% of the planets in the universe. Their main purpose was to transform the territories that they occupied into the Netherworld. This would take too long. Otherwise, with the battle prowess of the Skeleton Saint Tool, it would be invincible.

Ling Han casually arrived at a planet that had been taken over. The aura of life emanating from his entire body was surging, and it was as dazzling as the sun.

Yin souls instantly surged over. To them, Ling Han’s blood and flesh was a supreme delicacy.

The flesh and blood of living spirits from the Ling Han were their instinctive desires, and ordinary Yin souls didn’t have intelligence. Driven by their instincts, they didn’t even consider Ling Han’s abilities as they pounced over.

All of them scrambled over one another, as if those who were a step slower would not be able to snatch Ling Han’s flesh and blood.

With a thought from Ling Han, weng, a shockwave immediately swept through the entire planet, and all the Yin souls were instantly turned into dust.

Then, he arrived at the second planet, and still, with a single thought, he had instantly dealt with all the Yin souls.

It wasn’t long before he cleared a galaxy and revived the sun.

After doing all this, he smiled slightly.

This was what a Saint was.

Previously, he had encountered opponents that were too strong. They were either the Skeleton Saint Tool, the Lord of Death or an ancient Divine Beast, which made him feel very lacking in confidence.

It should be known that if time was reversed by a few hundred years, a Saint would be an existence at the pinnacle of this world, and Ling Han was the strongest Saint in history. He should be invincible.

Sigh, who asked him to be born in such a chaotic world?

With a flash, he headed to the next galaxy.

But this time, he had just conquered three galaxies, when he sensed that the Void had been torn open, and a powerful aura was spreading out.

Saints had come. En, there was more than one.

Ling Han looked over, and there were a total of three Yin Saints coming out of the Void.

However, when these three Yin Saints saw Ling Han, their expressions instantly changed drastically. Even if they were only in the form of souls, a drastic change in expression could still be seen from them.

How could they not be shocked?

This was Ling Han.

The number one Saint of all eternity!

They hurriedly turned around and fled, once again tearing a rip into space, and threw themselves in.

At this, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, they had escaped from the hands of this bringer of misfortune.

"Hehe, leaving right after arriving, aren’t you giving me too little face?" Ling Han’s voice rang out by their ears.

What!

The three Yin Saints were all astonished. When had Ling Han caught up to them?

What kind of speed was this?

It should be known that they too were Saints.

The number one Saint of all eternity, this was the strongest Saint in history.

Ling Han stretched out a hand to grab them, and the three Yin Saints were immediately forcibly pulled back.

"You, what do you want to do?" the three Yin Saints asked in trembling voices. Of course, they were all communicating through divine sense.

At such a close distance, they could clearly feel Ling Han’s aura of life that was as majestic as the sun. There was no need for him to make a move at all. Merely this aura of life was enough to destroy their spirits.

Yin and Yang were opposites. This was inherent and fundamental.

Ling Han smiled faintly, and with a tremor of his divine sense, the three Yin Saints all fainted.

He didn’t kill them, not because he was benevolent, but because he wanted to leave the Yin Saints to the empress and the others.

—His strength was too strong. With the same rewards from heaven and earth, what he received would be useless, but if it was obtained by the empress and the others, the effects would be completely different.

Thus, in Ling Han’s eyes, this was equivalent to Great Herbs beneficial for cultivation, so he naturally couldn’t waste it.

Using his divine sense as a lock, he strung the three Yin Saints together, dragging them behind him. Then, he continued to head to other planets.

Light the sun, and once again illuminate these dark galaxies.

After another while, a spatial fluctuation spread out. This time, nine Yin Saints had come.

"Not good, it’s that bringer of misfortune, Ling Han!"

"Run!"

But this time, they had not even torn open space, when they were knocked unconscious by a single thought from Ling Han.

"Invigorating, this is what an elite should be like," Ling Han said with a smile. Then, he continued onto his own business.

He was going to wait for those Imperial Sons from the Lands of Death to arrive, and then take advantage of the opening to harvest another batch. Of course, the Skeleton Saint Tool was his main target. As long as he could get rid of the Skeleton Saint Tool, the invasion of the Netherworld would be greatly slowed down.