The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 122
Moreover, Jiang Yue Feng's talent was the lowest among all of his disciples. Since even he had managed to break through to Heaven Tier, his other three disciples would definitely break through as well! If the four of them joined forces, Ling Han could not think of anyone who could defeat them.
Yet Jiang Yue Feng's weapon was completely shattered from what appeared to be a great battle, and floated above the underground river water with other Spiritual Equipment.
Could there be a battle royale among the Heaven Tier main warriors?
Ling Han lightly tapped on the blade of the sword. He had already decided that no matter what happened, he would have to go to the source of the underground river to see it.
However, he had managed to activate the Spiritual Tools and had even defeated a large group of elite Gushing Spring Tier. This naturally aroused the interest and attention of the higher ranks, so he was invited that night, seemingly to learn the secret behind the Spiritual Tools together.
Ling Han did not refuse. He also wanted to see other Spiritual Tools.
As a result, on this night, eleven Spiritual Tools were placed on the table in front of him. All of them looked extremely tired, as if they were broken. If it were not said, who would believe that the objects lying on this table were all so precious?
"Young Friend Ling, how can you revive the Spiritual Tools?" A Spiritual Ocean Tier warrior from the Zhao Clan asked. His name was Zhao Wu Xue, and in his youth, his nickname was Nobility Wu Xue. His reputation as a romantic once spread throughout the Imperial City, but unfortunately, he was already in his twilight years now, so the charm and elegance of his youth was long gone.
This old man was already at the ninth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, and had been trapped for many years. Even if he managed to advance and break through to the Spiritual Pedestal Level, he would not have too many years to enjoy his new position. After all, anyone who did not manage to break through the Flower Blossom Tier was all human; the only difference was whether they were weaker or stronger humans.
Ling Han smiled, and said, "I don't know either. I just picked up the Spiritual Tool, and somehow, naturally gained the acknowledgement of the Spiritual Tool."
The seven elders who were seated all showed expressions of disbelief. However, since Ling Han represented Wu Song Lin, no matter how displeased they were, they did not dare to show it openly.
Zhao Wu Xue smiled, and said, "Then it's really a coincidence. Somehow, Young Friend Ling was the one who experienced a coincidence like this."
"That's right, I never imagined that something so coincidental would happen as well," Ling Han laughed as he took one of the Spiritual Tools off the table and studied it closely.
The seven old men did not stop him. They were all observing every move Ling Han made. Perhaps the key to activating this Spiritual Equipment was some kind of special move, so they naturally would not lose a single move from Ling Han.
But they were destined to be disappointed, because this time, Ling Han really only learned this Spiritual Tool.
All of these Spiritual Tools were severely damaged, and the spirits of some of them had completely deteriorated. Moreover, the martial intent engraved in the seal on this Spiritual Tool was entirely different from Ling Han himself, so to him, all of these Spiritual Tools were the same as ordinary trash.
Of course, the martial intent engraved in the seal on this Spiritual Tool still held a high value for research, as Ling Han was able to confirm that these were all Level Nine Spiritual Tools, as they were, that was forged by a Heaven Tier strong warrior!
He rubbed his chin, and thought pensively.
In that generation, there were only seven powerful Heaven Tier warriors. Even if his four disciples very quickly rose to the ranks of the Heaven Tier, after he "died", there would only be ten Heaven Tier warriors.
Yet here, there were already eleven Spiritual Tools.
Ling Han had seen it very clearly. The martial intents engraved within these eleven Spiritual Tools were all different. In other words, they were forged by eleven Heaven Level warriors.
Moreover, these Spiritual Tools were only those who had managed to "fishing". Even the greater amount of Spiritual Equipment had yet to deteriorate his spirit, and had long escaped capture.
Going by this calculation, exactly how many Heaven Tier strong warriors had existed?
A hundred? A thousand?
How could there be so much!
He closely studied the other ten Spiritual Tools. The martial intents engraved on them were all very foreign, and definitely did not belong to the other six rulers who were equal to them.
It seemed like unless he headed to the underground river source, there was no way for him to obtain further information.
Ling Han shook his head, and placed the Spiritual Tools back onto the table. He asked, "Everyone, did you manage to think of a way to break through the invisible blockade to advance to the underground river source?"
Hearing him calling them as "everyone", Zhao Wu Xue and the others all revealed expressions of displeasure. The hierarchy of martial arts was extremely strict, and a small martial artist from the Element Gathering Tier actually dared to act so casually in front of them? However the latter represented Wu Song Lin, and Wu Song Lin was at the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, and was so much stronger than them. Going by this calculation, Wu Song Lin's representative did indeed have the right to be on par with them.
They all felt aggrieved, and began to grumble about Wu Song Lin. Why would he send such a representative? Isn't this a deliberate insult to them?
"There's no way to break through that blockade. Most likely, even a Tier Pedestal Tier warrior would be powerless against him, unless!" Zhao Wu Xue shook her head, but when she said the last few words, her eyes were fixed on an old man.
This was the man from the Imperial Qi Family, and his name was Qi Jiu Shan.
The other five Ocean Tier Spiritual warriors all nodded. "That guy" was certainly the mysterious Flower Level Blossom warrior of the Qi Clan. In their eyes, the Flower Blossom Tier was the strongest level in this world, capable of doing the impossible.
However Ling Han disagreed with this opinion. Flower Blossom Tier had indeed left the boundaries of mortality, and possessed an unbelievable power of — for example, having a lifespan of up to three hundred years, or for another example, being able to soar through the heavens!
However, the Spiritual Tools here were all as high as Level Nine, and what could a Level Six Flower Blossom martial artist do against a Level Nine Spiritual Tool? At that moment, it was likely that even Heaven Tier supreme warriors had died in battle, and their Spiritual Equipment was damaged, after all, so how could that invisible wall be dissolved by a Flower Blossom Tier martial artist?
He did not point this out, as this is too universally surprising to mention. It would be better for him to maintain a low profile.
"Tomorrow, I want to see it" he said.
Immediately, there was an objection, but more nodded in agreement.
Immediately, there was an objection, but more nodded in agreement.
"Young Friend, please do. You represent Grandmaster Wu, so have this right," Qi Jiu Shan said with a smile.
"Damn it, fake smile!" Ling Han thought silently. He knew that these seven people were still suspicious of him, wanting to see if he had some sort of special method to disperse the blockade. He did not reveal their thoughts and simply nodded before taking his precious sword and leaving.
The next day, he, along with Liu Yu Tong and Li Si Chan, followed the river path upstream.
He originally intended to advance on his own, but could not win against the request of the two girls, so he could only take them. Behind them followed Zhao Wu Xue and the others, all fourteen Ocean Tier — Spiritual martial artists including some who had not participated in their discussions the night before. Today, they all came.
The source of this underground river was the foot of the mountain, and there was no way to advance any further. They could only dive into the water to advance further.
There were no martial artists who did not know how to swim, so they all went into the water. They had yet to advance long before everything in front of them went dark. If they were a little more advanced, they would not even look at the fingers of their own hands anymore. They could only feel the bone-chilling coldness of the water in the river.
Thankfully, there was air circulating in the underground river. Otherwise, no matter how well they held their breath than normal people, they would not be able to swim too far.
After at least an hour, there actually appeared a spark of flickering light in front of them.
At first, Ling Han thought that they had finally come out of the mountain, and the exit was in front of them, but very quickly, he realized something was amiss. It was actually a seal made of rays of light, as if a fishing net was stretched out in front of them, stopping them from moving any further.
"Yes, this .. The Light of the Gods!"