Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

These words described an astonishing fact.

The general idea was that this “person” wanted to use this path to return to life, and obtain true life.

Obtaining true life?

Why was there such a saying?

Ling Han’s heart jolted. Then there was only one possibility, and that was the person who had died was a Yin soul.

But could a Yin soul still return to the Living Realm, and obtain true life?

This was what stunned Ling Han. No wonder these corpses only had skin and red hair, but did not have blood, flesh, or bones. As it turned out… they did not have these things in the first place.

In truth, the Yin soul was only a soul, and did not have a physical body at all. Now that it had grown skin, what did that mean?

They could indeed take physical form.

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F***, what exactly was this path? It was so awesome, that it could allow a Yin soul to return to the Living Realm?

However, Ling Han was certain that the one who had died was a Yin Saint. Thus, even a Yin Saint had died on the way here, which showed how difficult this path was.

Why hadn’t he encountered any danger?

Ling Han thought again. Could it be that this danger only targeted Yin souls?

This was the only explanation. Otherwise, there was no reason that even the Yin Saint had collapsed, yet he was completely unscathed.

A thought suddenly arose in Ling Han’s mind, causing him to stop in his tracks.

Was this how Buddha Doga obtained his second life?

When a person died, it would be like how a fire was extinguished. This was irreversible. Thus, how exactly were they supposed to live a second life?

Enter the Netherworld, and then take this path?

Even the Yin Saint had fallen, which showed how difficult this path was to walk. However, a Pseudo-Emperor was not a Saint, but rather had the word “Emperor” in their name.

Thus, Ling Han was absolutely confident that Buddha Doga could walk this path.

“If that’s really the case, then wouldn’t elites be immortal and indestructible?” Ling Han murmured. After death, he would walk the “Reincarnation Path” once. In any case, if he could walk it once, walking it a second time would also be very easy.

“Hence, if this Yin Saint’s message was not false, and if he had walked this path, he would indeed be able to live a second life. Then, there would definitely be very great restrictions, and it would be impossible for him to walk this path a second time.”

“Otherwise, there would really be as many top-notch elites as carp crossing a river in this world.”

Ling Han continued to advance. In fact, instead of guessing on his own here, he might as well ask Buddha Doga. This guy would definitely know. The question was, would he answer him?

After walking for a while, Ling Han discovered a new corpse on the ground.

It was still a Yin Saint, who had similarly left behind endless regrets.

Some corpses should be endlessly old. Thus, even if it was a Yin Saint, so what? The corpses were already showing signs of corrosion, and was an extremely ghastly sight.

After travelling for another half a day, the number of Yin Saint corpses that Ling Han saw was already in the tens of thousands, and when he went on further, he shockingly discovered that some of the corpses actually showed white bone!

It was very strange. Some only had spines, some had skulls, and some had leg bones. None of the corpses had complete bones.

Ling Han finally understood. The farther the Yin Saint walked, the stronger their abilities would be, and the higher the level of their “return to the Living Realm” would be. Not only would they be able to grow skin, they would also be able to grow bones.

However, from Yin to Yang, living a second life was a heaven-defying action, after all. Thus, they had all fallen on this path.

“To walk the Reincarnation Path, one would at least have to be a Pseudo-Emperor, right?”

Ling Han murmured to himself. Perhaps it would be fine even if there was an incomparably powerful Yin Saint, but the living beings of the Living Realm had never heard of this kind of thing, so they naturally could not confirm it.

As he walked forwards, he finally could no longer see the corpses of the Yin Saints, and he had finally reached the end of the passage. A plain appeared ahead of him, but peng, peng, peng! Occasionally, he would see lava breaking through the ground, soaring into the skies.

How terrifying!

Even at such a far distance, Ling Han could still sense how terrifying this lava was. It was possible that even Saints could be insta-killed by this lava, and it was on the same level as the Heavenly Dao Flames.

There was no pattern to the lava gushing out. Thus, this plain was terrifying. It could insta-kill the Saint, so how was he supposed to pass through?

Ling Han gritted his teeth. Was this the danger that Buddha Doga spoke of?

Indeed, this was too terrifying. If he was the slightest bit careless, he would immediately die.

Ling Han didn’t advance recklessly. Even Saints could be insta-killed in this lava. He definitely couldn’t place his life on the line—although his luck had indeed always been very good.

He just stood there, observing, wanting to summarize the pattern.

No matter how chaotic it was, there should still be a pattern. Otherwise, this would be a dead end. Why would Buddha Doga do something so superfluous?

Ling Han had not thought to use the pearl which was a natural treasure. The upper limit was Saint-level, so it couldn’t protect him.

Thus, he could only depend on himself.

However, after observing for three days, he discovered that the lava gushing out was indeed random. There was no pattern to it at all.

F***, could it be that he was going to go back the way he came, and return home?

Yi?

He suddenly saw an ancient chariot slowly drive over from ahead of him. Boom, though lava was gushing out, and had landed solidly on the bottom of the chariot, the chariot was still stable, and did not look like it had been destroyed at all. Furthermore, it did not look like it was burning at all.

Ling Han’s eyes couldn’t help but widen a little. Wasn’t this chariot too awesome?

Was this a Great Emperor-level precious tool?

Otherwise, how could it resist the lava that could insta-kill a Saint?

In a short while, the chariot was already close enough. Ling Han could see very clearly that there was a fully armored person on the chariot, but not the slightest bit of skin was exposed. He couldn’t even see his eyes, as he was tightly suited in the Battle Armor.

This person… exuded a terrifying aura that could suppress the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.

A Great Emperor?

Ling Han felt a little dizzy. On the path from the Netherworld to the Living Realm, there was actually a Great Emperor?

Impossible, impossible. There was definitely no Great Emperor that was so idle. Furthermore, if there were Great Emperors in this world, how could the True Dragon Abyss and Imperial Path be opened?

A Great Emperor’s soul?

However, the Great Emperor was far too powerful. In fact, he was so powerful that once he died, his soul would fuse with heaven and earth, becoming a part of heaven and earth. He wouldn’t even have the chance to enter the Netherworld.

Ling Han was completely baffled. He felt that his understanding of the Great Emperor was really too limited. All the deductions he could make were based on his limited knowledge of the Great Emperor, but how much understanding did he have about the Great Emperor?

While he was lost in thought, the chariot gradually drew closer, and was only about 30 meters away from him.

This was astonishing. With the chariot’s speed, it would have taken at least half a day to reach him from afar. However, in the blink of an eye, the chariot had already appeared.

Ground Shrinking Technique?

Ling Han clasped his hands respectfully, and said to the humanoid figure in Battle Armor, “Senior, can you give me a ride?”

The man in Battle Armor didn’t reply, and only slowly turned the chariot around.

‘Then I’ll take that as a yes.’

Ling Han hurriedly leaped toward the chariot. This was because if the chariot turned around, it would immediately flee from him.

He was betting that Buddha Doga wouldn’t harm him.

He landed steadily on the chariot, and the man in armor didn’t pay any attention to him at all. It was as if he didn’t know that he had boarded the chariot.

‘Fine, you’re at the level of a Great Emperor, so you can indeed view me as an ant.’

The chariot advanced slowly, heading into the depths of the plains.

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