Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4568  Saint Tomb

If outsiders saw this, they would definitely exclaim in disbelief.

This was the holy flame! Even Saints would be envious of it, yet these two people were actually pushing to to each other?

You guys donʼt want it, but we do.

In the end, it was still the Nine Mountains Saint that accepted the broken sword. Just as Ling Han had said, this holy flame was constantly weakening. Who knows, when Ling Han became a Saint, it would have completely extinguished. That would really be too much of a waste.

The old man was very rueful. The reason why he had been able to advance into Saint Tier was because of the Imperial Scroll that Ling Han had given him, and now he had also taken his discipleʼs holy flame, which made him, as a senior, feel very apologetic. Why did he keep accepting things from this disciple?

For others, it was the seniors who would be bestowing things on their juniors.

However, the Nine Mountains Saint hadnʼt come just to see Ling Han. There was another matter—an extremely important matter.

The Saint Tomb had opened.

”The Saint Tomb?” Ling Han was surprised. He had never heard of such a place.

What was going on? Were Saints all buried there after their deaths?

That was impossible.

”The Saint Tomb is an extremely mysterious place in the universe,” the Nine Mountains Saint said. ”From some unknown era onwards, more and more elderly Saints started to venture there. They wanted to make a final gamble and see if they could obtain the holy flame and extend their lifespan.”

”As time passed, more and more Saints went there.”

”And indeed, there is the holy flame there. A Saint managed to obtain it successfully, extending his lifespan and increasing his abilities.”

”Thus, every time it opened, not only would the old Saints go, but there would also be a great many new Saints. After all, the holy flame is not something as simple as extending their lifespan.”

”Because there are innumerable Saints buried there, and under the nourishment of innumerable Saint-level substances, that place is also rich in Great Herbs.”

Realization dawned on Ling Han. No wonder the Nine Mountains Saint had come. That was because it was not just the Saints. The others could also benefit from the Saint Tomb.

According to the old manʼs original plans, he wanted to use the holy flame to help him, and then bring him to the Saint Tomb.

—The old man could use that holy flame to repair himself, and in his case, he could also search for opportunities there, and take another step further.

”Has the Saint Tomb already opened?” Ling Han asked.

”It hasnʼt completely opened yet. There are only signs,” the Nine Mountains Saint said. ”Itʼll probably take half a month, at most, and no more than a month.”

Ling Han nodded. Where there was Saintly medicine, there would definitely be Celestial Qi. Thus, if he was lucky, when he came out of the Saint Tomb, he would be a Venerate Tier.

He called Brother Monkey, the large black dog, and the others over. Everyone prepared themselves, and then set out.

There were not many people going this time, and they were at least Venerate Tier-level, or those with Venerate Tier-level battle prowess. Those like the empress and the others stayed back. Even if they went, they would not be of much help.

In the Saint Tomb, the main force would definitely be the Saint.

Ling Han and the others had to be careful. They didnʼt want to be killed by someone in a moment of carelessness.

The Saint Tomb was about to open, and a large amount of saintly power surged through the universe. Every Saint would sense this, so there was no need for anyone to inform them. Every Saint was aware of this matter.

When Ling Han and the others arrived, they saw that a hole had cracked open in space. Hurricanes blew out, turning into a terrifying energy storm that swept through the universe.

There were a great many Saints here.

Even though the Netherworld beings were invading, and this was a critical period of the war, a large number of Saints still arrived.

There were a lot of important things in this world, but nothing was naturally as important as oneʼs own life. Moreover, if he could obtain the holy flame, and increase his battle prowess, wouldnʼt he be able to better defend against the invasion of the Netherworld?

Ling Han and the others were all very low-key, and even concealed their appearance to avoid being recognized.

After all, the Nine Mountains Saint was only a One Star Saint. Without the might of the Imperial Weapon, the Nine Mountains Saintʼs battle prowess was the lowest level among Saints.

Of course, he still had the Saint Tool. It was forged by the Nine Suns Saint, so its might was astonishing. If they really fought to the death, there were not many Saints that could defeat the old man.

However, they had come to search for great opportunities. If they fought, what else would they have time to find?

Right now, the Saint Tomb was still yet to open. Thus, they all waited in silence.

These were all Saints, and any one of them could shake the universe with a single stomp of their feet. All of them exuded an air of pride.

Ling Han could see very clearly. As expected, the majority of Saints had brought their juniors with them. To everyone, this was a great opportunity.

As time passed, more and more Saints came. A great many of them came from the Imperial Clans.

Some Saints were so old that their teeth had fallen out of their mouths. Their entire bodies were exuding an aura of decay.

It should be known that Saints could regrow severed limbs, yet now, even their teeth had fallen out completely. It was clear just how badly the life force had lost. The holy flame was already like a candle in the wind, and could be extinguished at any moment.

This kind of Saint was naturally here to make a final gamble. As long as he could find a large amount of holy flame, so that the holy flame in his body could once again burn fiercely, he would be able to return to his prime.

Quite a number of Golden Generations had come.

Ling Han swept an eye over them. It could be said that aside from Imperial Son Ming and Imperial Son Tian, all the Golden Generations had arrived, and they were basically either eight or nine stars in cultivation level. They were already not far from lighting up the holy flame.

Yi, why could they be seen in some places, but not in other places?

This was the Saint Tomb; werenʼt the opportunities here great enough?

In the case of the Silver Generation, most of them had already advanced into the Venerate Tier, and only a small number were still stuck at the level of Sect Master. In the case of the ordinary Imperial Sons, there was temporarily no one that had advanced into the Venerate Tier.

Ding Shu was here, Origin was here, Jing Haoran was here, and so on. These masters of the Genesis World were all here, but Yang Yihuan, Feng Miaoling and other ancient prodigies were nowhere to be seen.

Yi, why could they be seen in some places, but not in other places?

This was the Saint Tomb; werenʼt the opportunities here great enough?

Ling Han was only curious for a moment, but did not take it to heart. This had nothing to do with him.

Another few days later, that crack in space became larger and larger, and the energy storm that swept out became stronger and stronger. Even the Saints were unwilling to face it directly, and they all dodged.

The Saint Tomb was about to open.

Ling Han saw the old Saint from the Donglin Imperial Clan. He had brought a few juniors with him, and one of them was Chi Dao. However, their strongest clan member, Chi Menghan, was not among them.

This supreme prodigy that was comparable to the Golden Generation actually didnʼt come?

Although Chi Menghanʼs natural talent was astonishing, it definitely hadnʼt reached the point where she could attempt to break through to the Saint Tier.

Thus, she had most likely been grounded by the Donglin Imperial Clan, so there was no way she could leave.

Otherwise, if Chi Menghan ran off with Ling Han, wouldnʼt the Donglin Imperial Clan be utterly humiliated?

Moreover, they would also become enemies with the Ziwei Imperial Clan because of this.

Another two days later, that fissure opened up to the size of a planet, and madly poured out the energy storm, which lasted for half a dayʼs time. Then, the energy storm withdrew, and finally, it became completely peaceful.

The Saint Tomb had opened.

”Letʼs go!”

One after another, Saints flew out, bringing their juniors with them, and rushed into that massive crevice.

”Letʼs go too,” the Nine Mountains Saint said. He grabbed the others, and with a step, he had already stepped into the large crack.