Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 3897: Ancestral Buddha, Ah Han



"You are Ah Han's heir!" Kang Xinghai suddenly exclaimed. Then, he stretched out his right hand, and grabbed out at Prosperous Heaven's neck.

This was unexpected, because he should have been restrained by Ling Han, and could not move at all.

However, the strength of Prosperous Heaven could also be seen at this time. She chanted a Buddhist chant softly, and a golden light shield immediately formed on her body.

Peng!

Kang Xinghai's palm strike arrived, yet was blocked by the golden shield.

He faltered upon hearing this. It was as if he hadn't imagined that he would be so weak. There was a look of astonishment on his face.

"Who am I?" It was as if he had suddenly transformed into a philosopher, and asked this eternal question.

Ling Han moved, and delivered a palm strike to his forehead. A powerful force surged out, and peng, Kang Xinghai instantly collapsed, falling directly into a state of unconsciousness.

However, before he closed his eyes, he still swept an eye over Ling Han.

That gaze... was indescribable, as if it could penetrate deep into one's soul.

F***, it seemed like he had been targeted by some powerful being.

Ling Han sighed. Why did he have to deliver this slap?

"Oh, that's right, who is Ah Han?" he asked Prosperous Heaven.

At first, Prosperous Heaven did not speak, as if she herself was also in a state of shock. After a while, she said, "The Ancestral Buddha's religious name is Ah Han."

Yi, Ah Han was the Ancestral Buddha, the founder of the Buddhist Race, a supreme elite that had become an Ancestral King, invincible for an era.

Hold on, what era was Ancestral Buddha from? And looking at Kang Xinghai's expression just now, it seemed like he was acquainted with Ancestral Buddha. Then what kind of old monster did he have to be?

"This is clearly a Buddhist temple. Furthermore, the intent in Kang Xinghai recognizes Ancestral Buddha. You must know something!" Ling Han looked towards Prosperous Heaven.

Prosperous Heaven's expression remained unchanged, and she said calmly, "I indeed don't know anything."

"Hey, I say, miss, monks can't tell lies. Otherwise, if you're disliked by Buddha, you can only renounce asceticism, marry, and have children," Ling Han deliberately mocked.

However, the tolerance of this Buddhist Race's Holy Daughter was clearly far beyond his imagination. She was completely unmoved, and even ignored him completely. Instead, she continued to cast the Six Characters Bright King Curse at Kang Xinghai.

She treated Kang Xinghai like a departed soul that she had to perform religious ceremonies for so he could find peace. Over and over again, and after at least a few dozen times, Kang Xinghai finally opened his eyes weakly, his gaze very blank, "Yi, why am I here? My head hurts!"

He got to his feet and rubbed the back of his head. To his shock, he discovered that there was a large lump on his head.

Who had done this?

Previously, when he was in the great hall, the oil lamp suddenly extinguished, and then a cold wind blew over, causing him to lose consciousness.

It shouldn't be Ling Han.

He glanced at Ling Han, and there was still some suspicion in his heart. He kept feeling that this kind of style was very similar to Ling Han.

Ling Han couldn't be bothered to pay him any heed. He did not have the slightest interest in Kang Xinghai. What piqued his curiosity was Prosperous Heaven. This woman definitely had no lack of knowledge about the Black Heaven Temple, but her mouth was too tight, and she was completely unwilling to reveal even the slightest bit.

Yet Prosperous Heaven explained that previously, something strange had happened in the palace, and she and Ling Han had managed to escape in time. Kang Xinghai, on the other hand, had unfortunately fallen victim to it, and was possessed by an evil spirit. Thankfully, she had dispersed it.

"Hiss!" Kang Xinghai gritted his teeth. Only now did he realize that he had lost a great deal of his life force and Source Power. He wanted to cry but had no tears. Though he had absorbed the benefits of the Saint's oil lamp and improved his physique, he had still expended a great deal of his life force and Source Power. It was still a massive loss.

"No wonder it is rumored that there is a brilliant light flickering in the Black Heaven Temple, that would cause the death of living beings," Prosperous Heaven said slowly, "Looks like it is precisely this evil spirit."

Ling Han listened quietly from the sidelines.

Was this just an evil spirit?

That was clearly an old monster that he had met with Ancestral Buddha. He had touched its intent before, and although it was still in a state of slumber, and even though it was only a fragment, it was definitely inconceivably powerful. If it was an evil spirit, it was far from something that Prosperous Heaven could expel.

However, she was brimming with confidence, and this confused Ling Han greatly.

The other party was definitely not that stupid.

Thus, this woman must have grasped some core secret, and that was why she was so

confident.

"Heh, then I'll take my leave." Ling Han waved his hand at Prosperous Heaven. This Buddhist Race Holy Daughter was also extremely scheming, and it was possible that she would betray him at any moment. Thus, it would be better for them to part ways.

"You want to flee?" Yet Kang Xinghai was unwilling to give up. Previously, he had wanted to make a move on Ling Han, but a sudden change had taken place, so he had not been able to

make a move.

However, this did not mean that he would let it go.

Ling Han glanced at him, his eyes filled with pity.

-This guy had absolutely no idea that he had already dealt with him just now.

Ling Han turned around and left. With his back facing Prosperous Heaven and Kang Xinghai,

The waved them off.

Kang Xinghai wanted to give chase, but was stopped by Prosperous Heaven.

Ling Han continued to walk around. There were many large halls here, with more than a dozen side by side, and there were hundreds of them.

He took a look. There was an oil lamp in every hall, and its effects were the same. It could improve one's physique, but it could not be maintained for long. Very soon, it would be extinguished, and then something strange would happen.

Even if Ling Han had reacted at the first instant, he had still suffered a "sneak attack", and

there were palm imprints on his body.

Once or twice was fine, but once the number of times increased, he discoveredYin Qi in his body, causing even his blood to become cold.

He hurriedly used the Six Characters Bright King Curse and shouted inside his body, expelling

and chasing away evil.

After shouting dozens of times, Ling Han finally felt his body become a little warmer.

What kind of existence was buried in this temple? Refining oil from the corpse of a Saint, and even knowing the Ancestral Buddha from the ancient era? Their background was frighteningly

powerful.

The waters were very deep.

Ling Han felt a sense of urgency. He did not care about the Black Divine Willow. Once he found

the celestial light here, he would flee.

After circling around, he finally discovered others. However, many of them were dispirited, and their faces and hands were covered with dark green palm imprints. Just the sight of them

was harrowing.

Boom!

A great battle broke out in the distance. With a thought from Ling Han, he immediately

rushed over.

At first, he had thought that a celestial light would appear, but he had not thought that it would be five people fighting over a mat.

It was just a mat, so what was there to fight over?

Ling Han activated his eye technique and couldn't help but feel surprised. This mat wasn't

ordinary. It looked like it was woven from bamboo, but there were flashes of divine light flickering on it. There were also astonishing seals appearing, as if they corresponded to some kind of true meaning of great dao.

If he could sit on the mat and cultivate, he would definitely be able to help him comprehend

Dao. It would be half the work, but double the effect.

No wonder those five people wanted to fight over it.

Without any reservations, Ling Han also charged out.

"Scram!" In the first place, the five of them were already locked in a fierce battle, and were

just worrying about how they were going to sweep aside all their opponents and take the treasure for themselves. Yet Ling Han still wanted to interfere, so they had to unite to deal with him at the first instant.

Ling Han laughed loudly as he unleashed his murderous aura. Pa, pa, pa, pa! The eyes of the five people instantly rolled back, and they collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Unless his cultivation level surpassed Ling Han's, his murderous aura would be able to deal

with everything.

Ling Han easily picked up the mat. The moment he touched it, his mind calmed down, and

multiple flashes of enlightenment arose.

This was indeed a treasure, and was too helpful in comprehending Dao.