Chapter 3927: Black Tortoise Palace

Leaving alive a man to act as messenger, Ling Han strode off.

This battle allowed him to have a clearer understanding of his own battle prowess. In terms of power, he could already match the early stage of Core Formation Tier, which was about First Heaven. And if he used various techniques, then his battle prowess would be able to advance to the next Heaven.

After walking for a while, Ling Han gradually felt the pressure.

This was a suppression on a higher level, causing him to gradually feel strained, as if he could not move a single step.

Fortunately, he could still hold on for the time being. He continued to advance, but his speed had clearly slowed down.

A day later, a palace actually appeared ahead of him.

This could not be considered luxurious at all. It was very plain, exuding an ancient aura.

That pressure originated from this palace. When he arrived here, he felt a fear that if he took a few more steps, his body would explode.

This was not impossible. Previously, there were a great many corpses of Saints under the Black Heaven Temple, and they could not approach at all. They had to circle around.

And the corpses of those Saints had all been dissected and drained of all of their essence. Their might was completely inferior to real corpses of Saints. Otherwise, they wouldn’t even be able to walk around.

However, this was the lair of a Subsidiary Divine Beast, and after so many years, who knew how much aura that the Subsidiary Divine Beast had left behind. These auras were at least Saint-level, so their might was naturally incomparable.

Outside the palace, Ling Han saw a great many people. There were True Self Tier old monsters, and there were also Cauldron Forging Tier outsiders. They all wanted to enter the palace, but were completely unable to do so.

Who would be able to enter?

Under such a terrifying pressure, even True Self Tier elites could only prostrate.

Anyone could guess that this was the abode of that Black Tortoise all those years ago. Who knows, there may even be its remains inside. It was a Subsidiary Divine Beast, and whether it was its blood, flesh, fur, or bones, they were all supreme precious treasures. Even Saints would be tempted.

But now?

The treasure mountain was right in front of their eyes, yet they were unable to enter. How could they not beat their chests and stamp their feet in frustration?

Ling Han, on the other hand, wasn’t too disappointed. His goal was very clear. He had come for the celestial light, and as for the others, it was good luck to get them, but it was fine even if he couldn’t.

Xiu, a streak of light flew out of the palace, turning into a streak of light that danced in the skies.

“Celestial light!” Quite a number of people exclaimed in shock. Some were even more envious. This naturally was those Cauldron Forging Tiers that had yet to break through into Core Formation Tier. As long as one fused a streak of celestial light, one would be able to cultivate a Mystical Power, and its might would at least be equivalent to a fourth pinnacle level precious technique.

Ling Han activated his eye technique and examined it closely. This streak of light was earthen-yellow in colour, but it itself was a bolt of lightning.

Five Earth Nether Lightning!

A thought suddenly flashed in Ling Han’s head. This was another lightning with elemental alignment, which was the same as the Heptagold Lightning Tribulation and Divine Water Yin Lightning.

How could it be suppressed?

After that streak of light danced in two circles, xiu, it returned to the palace, as if it had gone to rest.

Meanwhile, Ling Han mulled over how he could capture this streak of celestial light. To avoid trouble, he had already modified his appearance and soul fluctuations to prevent others from disturbing him.

The black light of illusion?

No, Ling Han shook his head. This place restricted his ability to fly. Even if he froze that streak

of celestial light, he would not be able to tear through the air and ascend, and take the

celestial light for his own.

Then what was he to do?

Ling Han rested his chin on his hand, and fell into deep thought.

A great many people had come, but faced with this great palace, they were completely helpless.

They couldn’t even get close, so how were they supposed to enter?

For them, whose highest cultivation level was only True Self Tier, the might of a Subsidiary Divine Beast was unsolvable. If they tried to forcefully approach it, their only fate would be death.

But the mountain of treasure was right in front of their eyes, so who would be willing to give it up?

One day, two days, three days. Every day, that streak of multicolored light would fly out and circle a few times, as if it was taking a breath of fresh air. Furthermore, Ling Han had also been bitterly waiting. Would that streak of light descend? At that time, he would be able to solve the problem with a flash of the black light of illusion.

But at least, he had not managed to get such a good chance yet.

Boom!

The fourth day arrived, and a loud tremor was heard. A colossal creature suddenly appeared.

That White Snake!

Ling Han couldn’t help but curse internally. That spring previously could only allow one person to pass through. This White Snake was so massive, so how had it squeezed through?

Of course, as powerful as a True Self Tier elite, the White Snake could naturally change its size at will, or there were other passageways that allowed it to enter.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but laugh in spite of himself. Was this the time to be curious about this problem?

This White Snake was clearly extremely furious. It had been chased off, and its descendants had all been snatched away, causing its killing intent to soar.

There was no such thing as negotiation among wild beasts. From the very beginning, it had launched a mad offensive. With a sweep of its tail, it was as if a mountain was sweeping over, which was incredibly terrifying.

The True Self Tier great beast unleashed a mad barrage of attacks; who dared to block it head-

on?

Even those True Self Tier old monsters could only give it a wide berth. After their physique reached a certain level, there was absolutely no need for them to cultivate; they were born

strong.

Ling Han also retreated, trying his best to get as close to that palace as possible. This pressure was naturally the same for the White Snake.

As expected, before the White Snake’s snake tail had even lashed out, it was as if it had been electrocuted, and hurriedly shrunk back.

Immediately, there were people who followed suit. Very soon, everyone had retreated to the side of the palace, and used the aura of the Subsidiary Divine Beast to suppress it, so that this White Snake did not dare to attack at all.

The White Snake was enraged. It slithered around in the surroundings, continuously sticking out its tongue, releasing hissing sounds. Its lantern-like eyes continuously swept over

everyone, filled with viciousness.

Xiu, right at this moment, that streak of celestial light flew out of the palace again.

With a thought from Ling Han, he raised his hand, and instantly, five flashes of lightning shot

out at the same time.

-Aside from the black light of illusion, he unleashed all five types of divine light of lightning

that he had grasped.

He didn’t want to destroy the celestial light, but rather lure it.

With this strike from him, the streak of light seemed to have been angered. With a shua, it

slashed towards Ling Han.

Good!

This was the result that Ling Han wanted. He immediately activated the black light of illusion which charged over. This was on the level of divine sense, surpassing all speed.

Then, Ling Han discovered that the streak of earthen-yellow lightning had stopped less than

an inch in front of him. If the speed at which he had shot out the black light of illusion was slightly slower, the result would be that he would be hit.

With how terrifying this bolt of lightning was, even if he didn’t die from this strike, he would

be half-dead.

So close.

Ling Han did not hesitate in the slightest, and used the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower to store away this celestial light.

It was good enough that he had taken it. As for refining it, he would take his time in the future.

Of course, this scene was also witnessed by others, instantly drawing the envious and jealous

gazes of a great many people.

That was celestial light!

Retreat!

Ling Han decided to leave. He had already achieved his goal, and this palace was under the

pressure of the Black Tortoise. He couldn’t even enter, so what was the point of staying?

This pressure had not dissipated for hundreds of millions of years, and it was also not

possible that it would suddenly disappear in a short period of time.

Hence, he knew where to cut his losses and claim his gains.

Ling Han looked at the White Snake. The problem now was, how could he sneak out from under the nose of this ferocious beast?

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