Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han looked up at this stone door, his face filled with surprise.

Was this a family portrait of the Great Emperors?

His eyes swept over them, and memorized the appearances of the Great Emperors one after another.

Yi, was this the ancestor of Brother Monkey, the Battle Saint Emperor?

Ling Han saw a Great Emperor with the face of a monkey. He wielded a metal staff, and there was also a tail growing from his behind. It was clearly just a stone carving, yet it exuded a boundless domineering aura that wanted to pierce a hole into heaven and earth.

“And this is the ancestor of the perverted pig?”

He saw another Great Emperor. He actually had a pig’s head, and held a nine-tooth rake in his hand, exuding a wild aura.

“It can’t be, right? The pervert pig really has a Great Emperor Tier-level ancestor!”

Ling Han had always thought that the perverted pig was just boasting. Judging by its appearance, it did not have the slightest bit of the bearing of a descendant of a Great Emperor.

Sigh, but he just had to be.

Ling Han’s knowledge of Great Emperors was limited, and he could only identify a few Great Emperors. As for the others, he could only keep them in mind. When he found some information in the future, he would make a correct identification.

“There would be lapses in history from time to time. In fact, even now, it is impossible to calculate exactly how many Great Emperors have appeared in history.”

“However, in this place, the image of every Great Emperor is clearly displayed.”

“It should be known that it is not every Great Emperor that has walked through Imperial Path.”

“Strange, who exactly carved this?”

Ling Han was curious. He tried to bombard the great doors, but even if he used Destructive Energy, the stone doors still did not move. He was completely helpless.

Hiss, what cultivation level did the person who had carved it have?

Saints couldn’t enter this place!

Ling Han couldn’t figure it out no matter what. Involuntarily, he couldn’t help but feel angry, and punched the stone door.

Instantly, a terrifying aura appeared, and a figure actually walked out of the stone door.

F***, Ling Han was dumbfounded. This was actually the Great Emperor that his fist had landed on.

Without another word, this Great Emperor immediately launched an offensive at Ling Han.

It was only a simple palm strike, but it was world-shaking, and was extremely perfect.

Ling Han hurriedly brandished his fists to parry. Boom, boom, boom! The two of them battled fiercely.

This Great Emperor clearly wasn’t real, but he definitely wasn’t just an empty image either. His battle prowess was incredibly terrifying.

The Great Emperor was naturally domineering. His punches and palm strikes all exuded a might that could suppress the heavens and earth.

After a few moves, Ling Han immediately understood.

The cultivation level of this Great Emperor was unknown, but his power was completely equal to his. This was a completely equal-level battle in the true sense of the word.

In the eyes of others, this was practically hopelessness.

This was a Great Emperor, the synonym for invincible in the world. Even if his cultivation level was suppressed, he should still be invincible among his peers. Who could match him?

But for Ling Han, his ultimate goal had always been a Great Emperor. So what if he faced a Great Emperor at the same cultivation level?

He was unafraid. In fact, he was confident that he could defeat him.

‘Come!’

His fighting spirit soared, and he began to battle with the projection of the Great Emperor.

Where had the Great Emperor gone after his death?

The soul had not gone to the Netherworld, but had rather been directly absorbed by the heaven and earth, and become a part of it. Thus, it should be very normal for the heaven and earth to be able to manifest the image of the Great Emperor.

Yi, going by that theory, could it be that the Battle Saint Emperor had already died?

Peng!

He gritted his teeth. The palm strike from the projection of the Great Emperor had landed on his left shoulder, almost breaking his bones. He did not dare to be distracted any longer.

This was a Great Emperor!

Ling Han set everything else aside, and only had the thought of battle.

A Great Emperor at the same cultivation level was really too strong.

What Golden Generation? Compared to the real Great Emperor, they were practically trash. He really did not know how they could bring themselves to compare themselves to the Great Emperors of the past.

In a battle of equal cultivation levels, Ling Han was confident that he could suppress any Golden Generation single-handedly. However, the projection of a Great Emperor was completely capable of opposing him. It was so powerful that it could destroy the heavens and earth, and was indescribably domineering.

However, the victor would definitely be me.

Ling Han let out a battle cry, and countered aggressively, not showing any weakness at all.

However, he soon fell into a disadvantage.

Why? It was clear that his power was not weak.

Ling Han quickly understood. That was because the Great Emperor had created his own path. Thus, even though their power was clearly equal, he still had the upper hand in terms of battle prowess.

After all, power was only a part of battle prowess.

After understanding this, Ling Han counterattacked as he continued to smooth out the path he had taken.

However, this was only the beginning, and it was still far from being complete.

This was just right. He could use this opportunity to continue expanding his territory.

However, after battling for only a day, the projection of the Great Emperor disappeared.

Ling Han immediately sat down in a cross-legged position, recalling the previous battle scenes, capturing every mistake he had made, and then went to make adjustments.

This help was really too great.

Who could ask a Great Emperor to personally spar with them?

No wonder this was called Imperial Path.

A day later, Ling Han continued to issue challenges.

It was very simple. Whichever Great Emperor you wanted to challenge, you would have to pat on the corresponding stone carving of the Great Emperor, and the image of the Great Emperor would appear.

Fight, fight, fight.

The battle time of the Great Emperor’s projection was limited, with each battle lasting one day.

This was enough.

Ling Han pondered for a day every day he battled. Slowly, he discovered that his battle prowess was increasing.

This was inconceivable. Logically speaking, he should have long since touched the ceiling of Spirit Transformation Tier-level battle prowess, but on these strongest foundations, he was still steadily improving. It had to be admitted that this was a miracle.

After a month, Ling Han discovered that there was finally a clear direction on the path he wanted to take.

It was still far from the finishing line, but finally, it was no longer vague.

On the other hand, when he was fighting against the projection of the Great Emperor, he had also turned from returning two strikes in every ten strikes to returning three strikes in every ten strikes.

His improvement was obvious!

Another half month later, others finally arrived.

Feng Miaoling.

However, this time, Feng Miaoling merely smiled beautifully at him before turning her attention to the massive stone door, a reverent expression on her pretty face.

These were the generations of Great Emperors, and any one of them was an overlord that had suppressed an era, so they were naturally deserving of respect.

She seemed to be very familiar with this, and immediately sent out a palm strike, activating the projection of a Great Emperor, and began to battle.

This was very normal. She was also an old prodigy like Yang Yihuan. She had entered the Imperial Path more than once, and at most, it was because she had not chosen the same rainbow bridge before. Thus, it was normal that she was very familiar with this place.

The power of the Great Emperor that she had battled against had increased considerably, and was completely in line with hers. This was a true battle of equal cultivation levels.

However, she was completely inferior to Ling Han. They had only exchanged a hundred moves, and she had already been defeated.

Feng Miaoling showed a hint of defiance, but at the same time, there was also a sliver of pride.

She was brimming with confidence, and she thought that she would be able to rival a Great Emperor at the same cultivation level this time. However, she had still lost terribly, and she hadn’t been able to fight back at all. She had been defeated after enduring 100 exchanges. However, how many people could withstand 100 exchanges from a Great Emperor at the same cultivation level?

With this in mind, she couldn’t help but turn to look at Ling Han.

If it was this guy, he should be able to last three hundred moves… no, five hundred moves.

After all, he was the man that she had her eye on, so it was only natural that he was so strong.

Of course, he was definitely no match for the Great Emperor.

It was not that Ling Han was really inferior to the Great Emperor of the past, but rather because this was a Great Emperor that had had his power suppressed, and not a Great Emperor that had not attained Dao. These were two completely different matters.

Right at this moment, Ling Han stood up and slammed his palm onto the stone door.

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