The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 230
This was only the first level of the Black Tower's ability.
Ling Han was really surprised. No wonder the Little Tower said to keep the Black Tower a secret, because once it leaked out, the strongest cultivators in the world would chase its butt to fight for the Black Tower.
"Say, we're already very familiar, can you give me more disposable enhancement opportunities?" Ling Han ascended to the Little Tower.
"No!" The Little Tower shook lightly, as if shaking its head.
"Why, we're all on the same side, you don't think it'll be taken by anyone else?" Ling Han patiently continued with his persuasion.
The Little Tower shook again, and said, "Not so. The Power-up process actually reshapes your body once, you can only last once per tier. One more will hurt your foundation. The third is a sure death."
"I cultivate the Unbreakable Heaven Scroll, it shouldn't be a problem," Ling Han said.
"The Unbreakable Scroll of Heaven was given by the Black Tower, so how could you rely on what the Black Tower gave you to complete the pressure that the Black Tower added to you?" The Little Tower said.
That makes sense.
Each level, he could only obtain one power-up.
"The later, the better for the power increase, because it improves your physical quality more," said the Little Tower.
Ling Han nodded. With regards to this, the Little Tower was an expert, and he could only comply with it. He could not help but be depressed, as he initially thought that once he started a relationship with the spirit, he would have complete control over the Black Tower; he never thought that he would only be able to enter the first level.
Fortunately, the functions of the first level already made him very excited, and he hoped to find out how shocking the abilities of the second and third levels were even more.
Only after Hu Niu ran the circle did he stop at Ling Han's side, and looked at the Little Tower while tilting his head, looking very curious. "Niu wants to play!" He pounced towards the Little Tower.
Xiu, his figure pierced through the figure of the Little Tower, as if the Little Tower did not exist.
Duh. The spirit was originally an existence like a soul spirit, so how could it be touched?
"It's time to look for Ao Yang Ming for revenge!" Ling Han came out of the Black Tower. Although he did not fully control this treasure that far surpassed spiritual weapons, it did not matter. His mind and the Black Tower were connected, and the Little Tower could contact him at any time.
He first returned to the middle hall to see if he could find the whereabouts of Ao Yang Ming's group.
On the way, Ling Han listened to the Small Tower explain some details about the Black Tower. For example, if he entered the Black Tower, then it was equivalent to perfect protection. No amount of strength could injure him, and no dangerous environment could injure him either.
Of course, this was only limited to this world.
Ling Han was convinced that on top of this world was a larger world, which was a world that Void Tier cultivators entered after reaching the extreme. However, those two worlds clearly had an extremely difficult obstacle to cross to separate them; at least, in Ling Han's previous life, he had never seen a 'god spirit', either', and never even saw a living Shattering Void Tier.
By the way, it is impossible to find a creature this strong right now. No need to worry.
Moreover, inside the Black Tower, he had absolute power because he was the master of a god tool, it was as if he was a Heaven Tier cultivator in the past!
No, it was even worse than Heaven Tier, as Heaven Tier would not have the ability to teleport and could not change the rules.
It could be said that even the Sword Emperor's life would be at the mercy of Ling Han, unless the Sword Emperor's strength had already surpassed that of the Black Tower.
Ling Han soon arrived at the middle hall. Looking from afar, the waves of people that were crowded were no longer there. Presumably, Rong Huan Xuan did not leave, and was currently waiting for an opportunity.
He circled around it, but could not find the whereabouts of Ao Yang Ming.
That mysterious region was similar in size to a country; how difficult was it to find someone here?
With Ling Han in mind, Hu Niu had already appeared by his side. After the little girl had enough sleep, she was bored and alone inside the Black Tower, making hues and cries to be let out.
He held Hu Niu's hand, and planned to look for someone else to question.
After a while of walking, there was no one around. Ling Han could not help but be disappointed and muttered, "Where did those people go?"
"Ling Han, who are you looking for?" Hu Niu asked.
"Yu Tong and that boy Ao Yang Ming," Ling Han said without thinking.
Hu Niu raised his hand and said, "Niu know!"
"Niu Niu know?" Ling Han was a bit doubtful.
Hu Niu made a sniffing motion, and said, "Niu can smell it!"
Ling Han was astonished. Even though she knew that a savage beast had a keen sense of smell, this little girl only grew up with a ferocious tiger — can it really arouse her sense of smell? After all, he didn't know which direction was right, so it wouldn't hurt to listen to the little girl.
"Well, you're in the lead!" he said .
Hu Niu was suddenly happy, immediately walking towards a direction.
Ling Han followed, and the two made a stop-and-go trip; when they stopped, it was because Hu Niu was hungry or because she smelled a smell. After two days like this, Hu Niu's movements slowed down and sharpened.
"Almost found it" he said.
Ling Han nodded. Hu Niu maintained the habit of preying on ferocious beasts, and the closer he got to the prey, the more cautious he became. He said, "Niu Niu, play first in the tower, I'll play with you after I save Yu Tong."
"Yes yes!" Hu Niu nodded repeatedly, and let Ling Han put him into the Black Tower.
Ling Han continued forward, and in less than a moment, he saw five tents in front. He jumped onto a large tree, observing closely.
After a long time, he saw Ao Yang Ming, Uncle Fu, and two other officers come out of the tent separately to start a campfire to cook rations and dried meat. When a savory scent came out, Ao Yang Ming walked in front of the tent, and opened it to say something that could not be heard. After a while, Ling Han saw a girl come out. That Liu Yu Tong.
"Hmm?" Uncle Fu frowned slightly, leaping ferociously like a huge bird and landing under the tree where Ling Han was hiding.
"Uncle Fu, is something wrong?" Ao Yang Ming asked.
Uncle Fu looked up, but there were only pieces of green leaves, and there was not the slightest strangeness. He turned his head and said, "This old servant is too sensitive." He felt a surge of presence that caused him to jump out, yet not find anyone.
He was certain that within such a short distance, no one at the same level could escape his eyes; tier Spirit Pedestal Cultivators could not enter, either, so he judged she must be too sensitive.
The old man walked back, slumped, and looked at Liu Yu Tong. He said in a displeased tone, "Miss Liu, my young master has treated you sincerely, why don't you know what's good for you?"
"Uncle Fu!" Ao Yang Ming waved his hand hurriedly to stop Uncle Fu continuing. He then looked at Liu Yu Tong and smiled as he said, "Uncle Fu is only worried about me, don't blame him, Yu Tong!"