Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4058: Strange Shadow Steps

Ling Han felt that this was cruel, but he had no choice but to do so.

If he couldn’t learn the Second Style of the God of War, it was clear that he couldn’t go to the third level.

Thus, he suppressed all his emotions, and told himself that this was not a real corpse, but rather a formation manifestation.

However, this corpse was too real, and there was no difference between it and a real person.

Ling Han silently recited the Six Characters Bright King Curse in his mind. His mind was clear, transcendent above all else.

After cutting open this corpse, Ling Han finally discovered seals again.

Some were on the bones, some were on the organs, and some were on the veins. In short, Ling Han definitely had to dissect this corpse carefully to obtain the complete seal.

It could be said that this stage was not difficult to pass. As long as one had the slightest bit of strength, and was ruthless enough, that was enough.

Thus, the first few stages were not used to impede seeds like them, but rather to “temper” their temperament, falling slowly in the direction of cold-bloodedness and cruelty.

Ling Han channelled the Heavenly Dao Flames, and boom, this corpse was instantly turned into ash.

He began to combine these seals. With his outstanding comprehension ability, in less than half a day, he had already grasped the profound mysteries.

Ling Han began to practice. This was indeed the Second Style of the God of War. It was similarly much more complicated, and could be considered “authentic”.

As he cultivated, a door silently opened. He could now go to the third floor.

Ling Han stepped out, but this time, no one attacked him. He saw that there were ten elders lying or sitting on the ground, and they were all skin and bones. Aside from them, there was no one else.

This!

To make a move on these defenseless old people that had no cultivation level at all?

The Battle God Palace, oh, the Battle God Palace. He already knew that this was a cruel organization of assassins, but he still hadn’t imagined that such a method with no bottom line at all would be used to train new disciples.

Obviously, the seal of the Third Style of the God of War was on these old people, but it was definitely not their skin, but rather the same as the second floor.

It was too cruel, and too freakish.

Ling Han frowned deeply. Even if he knew that this was a formation manifestation, he still felt extremely uncomfortable.

Furthermore, what if there was a real person for him to kill later?

“How exactly does the Battle God Palace judge whether seeds are affected or not?”

“If I forcefully suppress my negative emotions and maintain a clear mind, they might discover me. After all, they’ve been doing this all their lives. I’m the newbie here.”

“Thus, if I want to deceive everyone, I have to think of another way.”

“Yi, why don’t I create a second consciousness, and let this consciousness become a demon? After I pass the test, I will then sever this consciousness.”

Ling Han’s eyes lit up. In the Buddhist Race, this was actually a cultivation technique called Slaying Evil Thoughts or Slashing Heart Demons. However, they would only slay demons and evil thoughts after they had developed them in their hearts, and as for Ling Han, he originally didn’t have any internal demons, but rather wanted to create one first.

“This can also be seen as a tempering. After severing the internal demon in my heart, my willpower will definitely be able to become slightly stronger.”

“All right!”

Ling Han retracted his intent into the depths of his mind and adhered it to the Primal Chaos Celestial Core, using the power of this Celestial Core to cut off the connection with his physical body. At the same time, he left behind a sliver of divine sense, leaving behind all the images that he had seen on the first and second levels.

When this sliver of divine sense entered Ling Han’s mind, he suddenly opened his eyes, instantly exuding an incredibly terrifying aura.

He was a completely different person. There was no expression on his face, only coldness and slaughter.

Ling Han moved without hesitation. Pa, pa, pa! The ten old people were all killed. He skinned them, searched for the seals, and then began to cultivate.

He had obtained the Third Style of the God of War.

The fourth level opened.

Ling Han had lost all emotion. Like a demon, a god of death, he began a massacre, without the slightest hesitation.

The Fourth Style of the God of War, the Fifth Style… When Ling Han charged to the ninth level, he had also learnt the Nine Styles of the Saint Technique.

However, after entering into the tenth level, though slaughter was still inevitable, he had not learnt the Tenth Style of the God of War. Instead, he had learnt a secret technique that concealed his tracks.

This was called the Strange Shadow Step.

After channeling this secret technique, it was as if his whole person had entered into a shadow. Even if they were face to face, you would not be able to discover that there was another person in front of you. If you were suddenly attacked, your only fate would be death.

If it had been a seed-level assassin that had attempted to assassinate Ling Han, then merely this Strange Shadow Steps would be enough to cause Ling Han a lot of trouble.

However, the Strange Shadow Steps of the tenth level weren’t complete. After Ling Han ascended to the eleventh level, he learned another part, and another part on the twelfth level. It wasn’t until the sixteenth level that he finally mastered all of the Strange Shadow Steps.

Calculating the time, more than a month had already passed.

Though Ling Han felt a little hungry, as long as he had stepped into Celestial Path, he only had to absorb the energy of heaven and earth, and he would not die of hunger and thirst. In his present consciousness, he was not a glutton at all. Thus, he charged all the way to the

seventeenth level without the slightest hesitation.

A white-haired elder was presently sitting in a cross-legged position. He was like a stone statue, without the slightest sign of life.

Ling Han wasn’t reserved at all. He used the Strange Shadow Steps, and quietly arrived behind the old man. Then, he shot out the Nine Styles of God of War, striking out at the old man.

“Good one, brat!” The old man humphed lightly, and without even turning his head, delivered a palm strike.

Peng!

Ling Han instantly turned into a rolling gourd, crashing into the wall before finally stopping. However, he immediately used the Strange Shadow Steps and once again entered into the

shadows.

“Haha, showing off your Strange Shadow Steps in front of me, what a joke!” The white-haired old man laughed. He stood up. Boom, his whole person exuded a powerful life essence. It was too terrifying, as if a furnace was burning fiercely.

“However, to be able to reach this kind of level in a short month’s time, and furthermore, you are only in the middle stage of the Core Formation Tier. It is really not easy.”

“I have a high opinion of you!”

Xiu, right at this moment, Ling Han had already escaped from the shadows, and shot out a punch at the white-haired elder.

The white-haired elder moved, and very easily grabbed onto Ling Han’s wrist, preventing him from advancing an inch further.

However, in his current state, Ling Han’s only thought was to kill. He swung his other fist at

the old man again.

The elder also reached over with his other hand and grabbed Ling Han’s wrist.

Ling Han straightened his back and launched a series of kicks.

“Hiss!” The old man was slightly shocked. This desire for battle was too strong.

However, he was really too strong. With a toss of his head, a few strands of grey hair flew out,

easily wrapping around Ling Han’s hands.

Ling Han opened his mouth, and the Heptagold Sword Qi slashed out.

“Yi?”

The old man hadn’t expected Ling Han to have such a move, but his strength was too extraordinary. With a thought, a mystical power barrier appeared in front of him, easily blocking Ling Han’s attack.

“What a good brat! You are practically a born assassin!” The old man was very impressed, “You should be Ding Yi, right? A cultivator in the middle stage of the Core Formation Tier already has the power of 18 Heavens. Looking at the whole world, even an Imperial Son is no

match for you!”

“Good! Good! Good!”

Ling Han became slightly more alert, but his killing intent was still very strong. Now, under

the control of this consciousness, he was like an bloodthirsty demon god.

“Who are you?” he asked in a raspy voice.