Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao-Chapter 4745: Young man

The Fifth King immediately revealed an expression of disdain, but then awkwardly withdrew his expression.

He said, "Do you think that Great Emperors are as common as cabbages?"

Because he felt too much disdain in his heart, there was quite a lot of disdain in his words.

Ling Han chuckled, and delivered a slap. ’Just see how smug you are.’

How could it be that he did not know?

In the outside world, it was said that Great Emperors would never see another. Only one Great Emperor could appear in a single era, and even if the masters of the Twelve Lands of Death had once been Great Emperors, and that was because they had destroyed their own life force, turning themselves into Yin souls.

But here, the 36 Divine Beasts were alive and kicking, completely breaking the tradition of a Great Emperor never seeing another.

Yi, was this a time that had returned to the Primitive Age?

"Don’t you know how to speak properly?" Ling Han glared at him.

Only then did the Fifth King nod obediently, feeling very depressed. He was the Fifth King, so why had he encountered such a freak?

"No, there are only 36 Lord Divine Beasts here!"

Ling Han looked at Buddha Doga, and Buddha Doga also frowned.

Looking at the expression of the Fifth King, the other party was not lying.

Then here was the problem.

The Great Emperor Wu Ya and the others were definitely still alive. Otherwise, the Natural-born Gold Spirit couldn’t possibly have contained a message from that Great Emperor.

But the Fifth King had completely no idea.

Could it be that their only purpose was to mine?

The effect of the Metal of Creation was to forge the strongest Imperial Weapon.

However, if the 36 Divine Beasts teamed up, even if their individual abilities were inferior to that of ordinary Great Emperors, they would still be able to sweep aside all opposition with their advantage in numbers.

Why did they have to expend so much effort to obtain the Metal of Creation?

Hold on!

Was it because the Great Emperor Wu Ya was currently battling fiercely with the 36 Divine Beasts, so the Divine Beasts wanted to forge the strongest Imperial Weapon to kill these Great Emperors?

Er, was there any need to go to so much trouble?

Moreover, could the strongest Imperial Weapon kill a Great Emperor?

In comparison, the person was the main force, while the Tool was only a supportive tool.

The only thing that made the Imperial Weapon stronger than the Great Emperor was that it could last for eternity and never be destroyed.

F***, he had clearly obtained even more information, but not only had he not solved the mystery, it was becoming more and more chaotic instead?

Pa, he slapped the head of the Fifth King again.

The Fifth King was a little confused. This time, he did not speak carelessly, nor did he show any disdain.

"I’m not in a good mood," Ling Han explained very considerately.

’You’re in a bad mood, so you want to vent your anger on me?’

The Fifth King wanted to beat him up. He was the disciple of the Great Emperor, not your punching bag!

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Ling Han asked again, about anything the Fifth King knew about the Primitive Abyss.

However, there was really not much useful information.

The Fifth King basically mingled around in Dragon Head City, or stayed here to keep watch. Occasionally, he would also leave the Primitive Abyss and appreciate the Regulations in the outside world. This was also the main method for people like him to increase their cultivation level.

After all, there was too little Genesis Substance. It was too dangerous to venture too deep, so they could only try their luck in the outer regions.

However, in the misfortunate case of the Ninth King, he was accidentally killed by Ling Han.

Because this guy didn’t have any obvious evil deeds, Ling Han didn’t kill him. He only erased his recent memories.

"Should we continue to venture deeper, or return?" Ling Han asked Buddha Doga.

There was no longer any need to investigate this Dragon Head City.

Buddha Doga pondered for a moment before saying, "We’ll rob the treasure storage before returning."

"All right."

The two of them moved. With their strength, if the Great Emperor did not appear, who would be able to stop them?

It wasn’t long before they returned with a full load.

In truth, there really wasn’t much in the treasury, because once it had accumulated enough, the True Dragon Emperor would personally move to extract the essence within, attempting to forge the Metal of Creation.

However, so far, he had not succeeded even once.

Thus, although this mine had been dug for many, many years, it had basically been wasted. There were only a few Silver Battle Armors and a great many Bronze Battle Armors left behind.

Ling Han and Buddha Doga did all they could, directly robbing anyone they saw. They ransacked all the Saints who were wearing Bronze Battle Armors.

Then, they returned with a large number of Battle Armors.

Those Saints were all dumbfounded. Two extremely ruthless characters had come, and as soon as they came face-to-face, they directly knocked them unconscious and stripped them of their Battle Armor without saying a word, scaring them so much that they thought that they were going to "lose their chastity".

This caused a great commotion, drawing out the True Dragon Emperor who was recuperating from his injuries, but by this time, Ling Han and Buddha Doga had long since fled.

After exiting the Primitive Abyss, although they had stayed inside for several dozen years, not even a year had passed in the outside world.

Ling Han distributed the Battle Armors, arming them as much as possible. In this way, as long as one became a Saint, they could enter into the Primitive Abyss to find Genesis Substance. This could rapidly increase one’s cultivation level.

He had never denied that he was a selfish person. The distribution of these Battle Armors naturally prioritized his own people. However, in the case of Ding Shu, Jing Haoran, and Shui Qingchang, each of them had obtained a Battle Armor.

Ling Han hoped that they could go to the Primitive Abyss to comprehend the inner world inside their bodies. The flow of time there would be 100 times faster, so that they could cultivate to host stars as soon as possible, and move more forces here.

The large black dog, the little azure dragon and the others all moved out, entering into the Primitive Abyss. However, they all stayed in the outer circle, and did not go to Dragon Head City.

It was too dangerous there, and the True Dragon Emperor had also been alerted. It would be difficult to sneak in again. It was more likely that they would be directly blasted into smithereens.

Every few months, there would be people returning one after another.

Even though they had only been away for a few months, it had actually been as long as a few dozen years, and not one of them had obtained Genesis Substance.

This was actually normal. That kind of rare treasure was really too rare, and only Ling Han, with his nature-defying luck, could obtain such treasures two times in a row.

In the Primitive Abyss, there were actually some benefits, such as concocting alchemical pills and cultivating formations.

This did not involve Regulations. The only expense was time, so if it was carried out there, it would "save" a lot of time.

Several years had passed, yet they hadn’t made any progress. Instead, two Saints had been killed by the energy storms. Even the Bronze Battle Armor hadn’t been able to withstand the energy storms. They had been blasted into a sieve, and not even a corpse had been found.

After reaching Saint Tier, it was really no ordinary difficulty to advance another level.

Ling Han would also occasionally venture into the Primitive Abyss to try his luck. With his strength, he no longer needed the Battle Armor. If it was left to others, at least one more person would be able to enter the Primitive Abyss.

All of a sudden, they had already been here for seventeen years.

On this day, Ling Han was drinking tea with the empress, Hu Niu, Chi Menghan, Song Lan, and the others. Meanwhile, his little female attendant was still the same as before, serving him from the sidelines.

It was she who had insisted on becoming Ling Han’s maid, because once she lost this identity, how could she continue to stay by Ling Han’s side?

"Hmm?"

Ling Han frowned upon hearing this.

"What is it?" the empress asked.

"We have a visitor." Ling Han stood up and looked into the distance.

A small figure walked over from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he had appeared in front of everyone.

This was really a child. He was only eleven or twelve years old, his black locks fluttering, his feet bare. Dressed in snow-white coarse clothes, he looked delicate and refined.