Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4056: Blood Tower



"How did you kill Mo Yun?" Wanhe asked, filled with curiosity.

Ling Han swept an eye over the corpses all over the ground, and his heart clenched. However, his expression was calm, and he said, "I was stronger than him, so I naturally can kill him."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Wanhe was naturally dissatisfied with this answer. He shook his head, "Mo Yun used the Celestial Bone of an elite at the end, and his battle prowess is at least two Heavens higher than yours. How could he possibly be killed by you?"

Ling Han smiled faintly, "Because I am Ding Yi."

Ding Yi?

Wan He was stunned at first, and after searching for this name, he immediately revealed a shocked expression.

As it turned out, this brat was Ding Yi.

Who was Ding Yi?

He became famous in the Donglin Imperial Clan's gathering of prodigies, and even Fu Huoyang, an Imperial Son, was defeated, becoming one of the most dazzling new stars in the West Heavenly Realm.

He had never thought that the Battle God Palace would cast a wide net and gather prodigies, and would actually be able to catch such a big fish.

This was really profitable. With such a good foundation, and with proper training, he may be able to become the king of assassins in future.

It was clear that Ling Han still did not answer, but Wanhe did not ask further about Mo Yun's death.

Ding Yi-this name was enough.

"Very good. You have defeated everyone, and become the seed of the king of assassins," Wan He said. "I hope you can continue to work hard and become the next king of assassins."

Ling Han mocked internally. If you knew that I am Ling Han, then you wouldn't be nurturing me to become the king of assassins at all. Instead, you would have the assassins come to kill

me.

"What is the king of assassins?" He took the chance to ask, wanting to know more about the Battle God Palace.

"The seed of the king of assassins is equivalent to the Dao Child of our Battle God Palace," Wanhe said, "And in the case of the king of assassins, he is the master of our Battle God Palace!"

With these words, Ling Han finally understood. No wonder the competition was so cruel. Close to eight hundred people had entered, and it could be said that they were all prodigies. However, in the end, he was the only one who had survived.

This was because the Battle God Palace didn't want to recruit ordinary disciples. Instead, they wanted to recruit the Dao Child!

Why didn't they nurture those who were eliminated as ordinary disciples? Wasn't it too wasteful to kill them directly?

Thinking about it, it was simple. That was because most of these people had their own masters, so it was inevitable that they would be disloyal. It was far inferior to raising them from an infant, and brainwashing them from a young age.

But why would they still choose the Dao Child like this?

That was because the Dao Child had to be outstanding enough, so they naturally had to choose from the wider universe, and if it was only one person, it would be considerably easier to brainwash him. Additionally, this was someone who would become the Dao Child of a Holy Land, which was enough to tempt a great many top-notch prodigies.

Thus, the Battle God Palace was still filled with confidence, thinking that even if they used this method, they would still be able to make others willingly join the Battle God Palace in the

end.

"Follow me," Wanhe said, walking ahead with his hands clasped behind his back.

Ling Han followed behind him. He didn't want to walk alongside him.

After walking for a while, a wall of air appeared ahead of them. There was clearly still a path ahead, but they could not walk through it.

Wanhe pressed down with his hand, and a seal instantly lit up in his palm. Then, he walked forward.

The wall of air disappeared.

Ling Han hurriedly followed, but he had already memorized the seal in Wanhe's palm.

The other party would never have imagined that he was a Formations Grandmaster.

After walking for a while, structures appeared ahead of them. They were all very ordinary, as if they were the residences of ordinary people.

However, this was the territory of the Battle God Palace, an organization of assassins.

"What is it? You didn't expect it, did you?" Wanhe asked with a smile.

Ling Han nodded, and said, "I really didn't expect this. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary village."

A smug expression appeared on Wanhe's face, and he said, "As an outstanding assassin, before he makes a move, he should be like an ordinary person. He won't attract anyone's

attention."

Ling Han didn't agree with this at all. From the bottom of his heart, he hated assassination. In a battle, they should charge head-on and fight fiercely.

Of course, if one's abilities were inferior, they definitely wouldn't be able to charge. Delivering oneself to die and being brave were two completely different things.

"Old Wan, is this the seed of Core Formation Tier?" A person walked out of the village, glanced at Ling Han, and then asked Wan He.

Wan He nodded, then said mysteriously, "Guess who he is?"

"What nonsense; how am I supposed to guess!" That person immediately shook his head. With how big the universe was, how could he possibly know a junior in the Core Formation

Tier?

Wan He laughed loudly, "You must have heard of his name!"

That person was startled. Looking at Wan He, he seemed to be very confident. He thought for

a moment, then asked, "It can't be Ling Han, right?"

Tsk, his guess was really accurate.

"How could that be!" Wan He shook his head, "How could there be such a coincidence!"

It was really so coincidental.

"Then who is it?" That person did not want to guess.

"Ding Yi," Wan He replied.

Instantly, that person was shocked, and turned back to look at Ling Han, asking, "You are

Ding Yi?"

He still had to confirm.

Ling Han nodded, "I am Ding Yi."

"Haha, we've really picked up a treasure this time!" That person laughed loudly, "Who knows, this may be the strongest seed, the future king of assassins."

"M-hm." Wan He nodded.

Ling Han finally understood why the Battle God Palace always had a Killing Saint on standby. That was because they had plundered prodigies from the universe for generation after generation. With the lifespan of a Saint as high as a million years, they would always be able to nurture out successor within the time limit of their lifespan.

"Have the other groups also chosen seeds?" Wan He asked.

"Not yet. Your group is the fastest," that person shook his head.

"Alright, I'll arrange for this brat's accommodations first," Wan He said.

He led Ling Han into the village to settle down. He was allocated a very ordinary house, but it also had a small garden. After telling Ling Han to temporarily stay here for a few days, he left

swiftly.

Wasn't he afraid that Ling Han would flee?

He really wasn't afraid.

Core Formation Tiers couldn't travel through the universe with their physical bodies, and it

would be difficult for them to reach the nearest planet even if they were given 1000 years. As for the Transfer Formation... with the tight security of the Battle God Palace, the Transfer Formation would definitely be extremely strictly guarded.

Most importantly, Ling Han still didn't want to leave.

Since he had accidentally entered into the Battle God Palace, he wanted to find out more.

-Didn't you guys want to kill me? Then I'll reveal all your information to the public, and unite the power of the entire universe to destroy you guys.

In the past few days, Ling Han had been cultivating with no intention of fleeing at all.

Seven days later, Wan He finally came again.

"Follow me." He didn't speak any nonsense.

Ling Han left with him. This time, they arrived at the foot of a tall tower.

This tower was completely blood-red, and had a total of 33 levels.

Ling Han wasn't the only one. There were also three young people here, two men and one woman. The two men were Foundation Building Tier and Cauldron Forging Tier, while the woman was True Self Tier. She was extremely beautiful, and her figure was even more graceful, with astonishing curves.

"Congratulations on becoming seeds this time," Wan He said. "Next, what you guys will be competing for is the title of king of assassins. There is only one king of assassins. Every generation can only have one king of assassins."

"Before you, there were 27 seeds... Oh, there should be 26 now. One just died."

Wan He paused, then pointed at the Blood Tower behind him, "This is the tower of inheritance of our Battle God Palace. Which one of you seeds can reach the thirty-third level? You will be the next king of assassins, and as for the others... they will all be executed!"

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