Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

It was impossible to determine the location here.

There was no rising sun or setting moon, nor were there Regulations. This was an independent small world.

Ling Han sensed the ley lines, but shook his head. He couldn’t sense the ley lines here.

This meant that he had one less thing to rely on. However, Saints were unable to enter this place, and would be strongly rejected. Thus, if Venerate Tiers were in charge, then Ling Han would have the ability to protect himself with the help of the Great Emperor Horn.

Of course, he definitely couldn’t be careless, because Venerate Tiers were too powerful. If his reaction speed was slightly slower, and he couldn’t blow the horn in time, he would only be smacked into mush.

This thing could only catch save him by catching the other person off guard.

”So, the first thing to do is to keep a low profile,” Ling Han murmured. He definitely couldn’t attract the Venerate Tier elites’ hatred the moment he arrived. Then, he would only be able to hide here and there for the next ten years, so what was the point of talking about rapidly increasing his cultivation level?

”All right, begin searching for the City of Death.”

Ling Han set out, and began to advance.

Was this swamp made from blood clay?

Ling Han lowered his head to look. The ground was crimson red, and there was also a pungent smell of blood. He used his mystical power to form a hand, and grabbed a handful of dirt to observe. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was formed from blood and flesh.

”Yi?” He was surprised, because the hand formed from mystical power was actually rapidly corroding.

”Such powerful corrosive power,” Ling Han mused ruefully.

Thankfully, there was no terrifying gravity field suppression here, and there were Regulations that could be used. Flying was a piece of cake, so there was naturally no need to worry about being corroded by the mush.

”The Dark Clouds Hell is incredibly dangerous. It is possible that half of the people would die on the way before they could even find the City of Death.”

”Then, could it be that this blood clay is formed from the generations of people who have entered?”

Every year, a large number of people would be transferred into this space, and added with those prodigies that yearned for strength, the total number was really quite a lot.

Why were they exiled here, and not killed?

It was very simple. For example, the Imperial Son had a rare treasure that allowed him to communicate with his clan. Once he was killed, the Saint would be able to begin his prediction. It was clear who the culprit was, but if he was captured and thrown here, then no signal would be sent out. It was hard to know whether he would live or die.

Of course, there were really not many people that dared to trifle with the Imperial Clans. Thus, those that had been exiled here were mostly those from the Holy Land, Venerate Tier, and Sect Master-level forces, or those that had relations to these forces. They belonged to the category that could not be killed in the open.

This swamp stretched as far as the eye could see, so how many people had died to form it? Ling Han sighed ruefully, and continued onwards. He had come for the sake of becoming stronger, and not to sigh ruefully.

However, which direction should he head in?

There was no north, south, east, and west here. Furthermore, even if he knew the direction, where should he go?

Ling Han merely headed in one direction. Worse come to worst, he would just walk around when he reached the end.

Peng!

All of a sudden, the mud in front of him split apart, and a dark red whip suddenly pierced out, ruthlessly piercing towards Ling Han.

Ling Han’s eyes swept over it. What whip was this? It was clearly the tail of a scorpion!

This was a sting from the tail, which was extraordinarily sharp and strong. It was covered with seals, and probably had great destructive power.

Ling Han pondered for a moment before retrieving a Three Star Spirit Tool. This was a hammer, a spoil of war that he had obtained previously. He then charged forward to block the attack.

Pu!

The scorpion’s tail pierced through the hammer.

F***, what terrifying destructive power.

This was a Three Star Spirit Tool, not some kind of toy.

Ling Han let out a battle cry, let go of the hammer, and threw a punch at the scorpion’s tail. The punch landed solidly, and the straight scorpion sting was actually broken.

This time, the swamp below finally exploded. A massive scorpion suddenly burst out of the water, and added with its tail, its length exceeded three hundred meters. It was completely dark red in colour, covered densely with seals, all of which were glowing.

The sting on its tail had been broken, and it had gone mad from the pain!

Boom, the scorpion flicked its tail, and a powerful force assailed, instantly sending Ling Han flying.

What terrifying power.

Ling Han nodded. If a Core Formation Tier cultivator encountered this guy, they would definitely have no option but to flee. They wouldn’t even be qualified to oppose him, or they would definitely die.

He immediately charged back, using the Imperial Technique to battle fiercely with this

scorpion.

In terms of power, it was indeed the scorpion that had the upper hand, but the fierce beast was only strong in terms of power, and did not know any celestial technique. Thus, with the advantage being equal, it was only equal in strength to Ling Han.

As they fought, this scorpion’s sting also recovered. Shua, it rapidly stabbed towards Ling

Han again.

This was its deadly weapon, possessing a frightening effect of penetrating through defense, and as long as one was pierced by its sting, the frighteningly strong poison would instantly destroy one’s vitality. This was poison on the level of Regulations.

”Are you seeking death?” Ling Han asked with a smile. Weng! The Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower appeared before him.

Peng!

The sting of the tail stabbed forth, bringing with it a frightening power. It would be able to create a small hole even in Four Star Divine Metal, and a small hole was enough. As long as it could break through the defenses, it would be able to inject strong poison.

But the problem was, what kind of existence was the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower?

Origin Gold!

With this stab, the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower remained unmoved, but its sting was once again broken, and this time was even worse. Previously, it had only bent slightly, and now, it was directly broken, leaving only a sliver that was still connected.

This caused the giant scorpion so much pain that it began to attack madly.

Ling Han was unafraid. If you can break through the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower,

then you win.

With the help of this Pseudo-Imperial Weapon, Ling Han easily killed the giant scorpion.

”This meat... is definitely not delicious!” Ling Han looked at the giant scorpion’s corpse slowly sinking into the swamp with a pained expression.

Ordinarily, the meat of fierce beasts would definitely be very fresh and delicious, but this giant scorpion lived in the blood clay all year round. Would he dare to eat this meat?

It was more or less equivalent to eating human flesh, and it was rotten at that.

Forget it. No matter how much he craved it, he couldn’t eat it.

Ling Han sighed, and could only continue onwards.

However, there were really quite a number of giant scorpions in this swamp. Not long after,

another sting assailed him, planning to nail him to death on the spot.

There was no need to be reserved. They could only battle.

The battle continued, and after eleven days, Ling Han finally charged out of the swamp.

However, there was no path ahead of him. The way ahead was enveloped by a ball of Primal Chaos, and he could not advance further. That Primal Chaos had a powerful rebound, and

could not be entered at all.

Ling Han wasn’t disappointed. In the first place, he had wanted to walk around the swamp to

take a look if there was no path out of it.

And after so many days, Ling Han had battled countless times, and his cultivation level had

actually improved greatly.

”As expected, I am born to battle.”

Walking around the swamp, he naturally wouldn’t encounter the giant scorpions. Thus, even

though the path around the outer circle was longer, because he didn’t need to battle, his speed was even faster. In just four days, he circled around about a quarter of the distance.

Ahead of him, a path had appeared.

It was no longer a swamp, but a forest.

He had finally found the right direction.

Ling Han took a few steps forwards, then stopped, and stared at these trees.

Hiss, the branches of these trees were actually covered with bones!