A Good Romance
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Ling Han was stunned. F * ck, this is Crystal Essence!
How hard is this thing to fight?
Even with Ling Han's strength and the help of the seven milk babies, it would take him a few years to get one.
However, there were quite a few here. One, two, three, four, five. There were a total of six water balls, which meant six Crystal Essences.
Done!
Ling Han was pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect that the Crystal Essences, which gave him a headache, would be settled in such a way.
He hurriedly kept the Crystal Essences. He had already taken six. It didn't matter that he didn't need so many. He could sell them.
Just for these six Crystal Essences, this trip was worth it.
Ling Han was even more expectant. What good things would there be in the second half of the palace?
He no longer stared at those withered celestial medicines. He quickly entered the second half of the palace.
Come on, use treasures to smash me to death. I don't mind.
The second half of the palace was the same. The majestic bronze pillars stood tall. It was unknown how long they had existed, but they would exist forever.
Black smoke came out. Ghosts were formed.
The bronze pillars glowed and were easily destroyed.
Ling Han couldn't even be bothered to look at them now. Anyway, once the light pillars twisted, the ghosts definitely wouldn't be able to survive.
The palace was huge, but there was an end.
However, before he reached the end, he saw a person standing in front of him.
It was just a back view, but it was like a sun in the dark galaxy. It was incomparably dazzling and covered everything.
He only felt the blood in his body boiling. An incomparably strong reverence rose in his heart. He wanted to kneel down and worship.
Was this an Ancestral King? Only a Great Emperor who ruled over the ages could have such power, right?
Was he still alive?
Ling Han forcefully suppressed the fear in his heart. This was a difference in the level of life. The other party was much, much stronger than him. He didn't even have the qualifications to compare. However, Ling Han could admit that he was weak. But in terms of spirit, he wouldn't lower his head.
He gritted his teeth and insisted that he wouldn't kneel down.
"Senior …" He said with a trembling voice. It wasn't because he was afraid. It was because he couldn't control his muscles.
The other party acted as if he didn't hear him. He still stood there. He was dressed in white and was as agile as an immortal.
Ignore me, hang up anyway
Ling Han felt that the other party's condition was a bit strange. For an existence like this, the fire of life should be burning fiercely, and his vitality should be astonishing. But now, although he was dazzling, he lacked vitality.
If the other party was still alive, he should be even more terrifying. He could destroy the world with a single thought.
Ling Han moved his body with great difficulty. He couldn't get any closer. If he moved even a little bit closer, his skin would rupture.
This wasn't a misconception, because he had tested it before. Just by moving a bit, there would be blood gushing out from his body. If he moved even a bit further, he believed that his body would explode.
So what if he cultivated his physique with seven bones and seven veins? In front of such an existence, he was nothing but trash.
Was this really an ancestral king?
Ling Han moved to the other side. Although he wasn't close to the man in white, he could see the man's face from this angle.
This was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He was incomparably handsome, and even with his eyes closed, he had an indescribable domineering aura, as if he was the center of the world, and there was no one else but him.
However, this was really a dead person, with no vitality.
Si, even a dead person was so powerful. It was impossible to get close to him. He could explode a person alive.
Just at this moment, the man's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile.
Damn, what the hell? No, the corpse came to life!
Ling Han was startled, but the man in white was dissipating like smoke. His body was like dust, scattering layer by layer, returning to the world.
A voice rang out in Ling Han's consciousness. It was like a great bell, but also like the beginning of the universe, and the Great Dao was passed down.
"My name is Wu Qingxu. In order to pursue the path of Emperor, I racked my brains and found this palace of Great Emperor Wuya. The more I understand Great Emperor Wuya's achievements, the more I admire him. Thus, I decided to stay here and guard the coffin of Great Emperor Wuya. "
"Although I can't become an Emperor, my heart has no regrets."
Ling Han was dumbfounded. This man in white wasn't an ancestral king, but someone who wanted to become an ancestral king. Ancestral kings were also known as Great Emperors and Sacred Emperors. They weren't emperors like Chen Fengyan, but emperors of Martial Art who suppressed all experts in the world.
However, despite having such great ambitions, Wu Qingxu himself was an incomparably powerful existence. Yet, because he came into contact with Great Emperor Wuya's life experiences, he gave up on the idea of becoming an Emperor and was willing to guard the coffin.
Venerable, Sage?
Most likely a Sage. Otherwise, he wouldn't be qualified to pursue the path of Emperor.
This was too exaggerated. Was the glory of a Great Emperor so dazzling that it could even make a Sage give up on the decision of becoming an Emperor?
Even if Wu Qingxu didn't give up, the possibility of him becoming an Emperor was infinitely zero.
What exactly did this Great Emperor Wuya do when he was alive? He actually made a Sage endure the loneliness of eternity in this godforsaken place and grow old alone for the rest of his life.
"The Great Emperor set up this palace in order to suppress a Yin Eye in the world, to prevent ghosts from coming out and harming the world."
"However, even a Great Emperor can't fight against the vicissitudes of time. At this moment, it has already been hundreds of millions of years since the Great Emperor left behind this palace. Even the Emperor's Mark has started to fade."
"I used my entire life's effort to barely strengthen the Emperor's Mark. It should be able to last for another ten million years."
"The person who came later, since you were able to come here, it means that your wisdom, willpower, and potential are all top-notch. You have a chance of becoming a Sage in the future."
"If you become a Sage, I hope that you can come here again and strengthen the Emperor's Mark."
"The Great Emperor left behind a fortuitous encounter here. Because I'm determined to guard the coffin here for the rest of my life, I didn't take it and left it for you to use."
Wu Qingxu's voice became weaker. After saying a few more words, he finally disappeared.
Ling Han was speechless for a long time. He was filled with admiration for Wu Qingxu.
Sages, there were only a few of them in the world, and they were pitifully few. Apart from the Ancestral King, they were the most powerful. As for the Ancestral King, there could only be one in an era. Therefore, Sages were equivalent to standing at the peak of the world.
Such a powerful cultivator was willing to guard the coffin here. On one hand, he admired Great Emperor Wuya, and on the other hand, he wanted to suppress the Eye of Yin. How could such a breadth of mind not be respected?
Wu Qingxu had completely turned into nothingness. He had used all his power to strengthen the Emperor's Mark. Now that his obsession was gone, his entire being had disappeared.
With a person gone and his path empty, there was naturally no pressure.
Ling Han immediately recovered. He sighed inwardly. There would always be people who did great things in the world, and those who came later could only admire them.
However, if it were him, he wouldn't choose to do the same as Wu Qingxu. Instead, he would work hard to become an Ancestral King and kill his way into the Eye of Yin to solve the problem once and for all.
Of course, even Great Emperor Wuya only left a palace to suppress it. This Eye of Yin would be extremely difficult to plough.
Ling Han walked forward. Great Emperor Wuya was very broad-minded and left an extremely precious treasure for the latter.
In front of him, there was a fist-sized piece of dark golden metal on a stone table. Streaks of chaotic aura dripped down from it. Each strand was extremely heavy, comparable to a star. Lightning flashed as if it could split the sky and earth.
End of Chapter
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