Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao Chapter 3690: Forming a Corpse into a Tool

Chapter 3690: Forming a Corpse into a Tool....
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Ling Han rubbed his head, and asked, “Do you have no eyes, or do I indeed have no hair?”
The Buddhist Race was not a bloodline-specific group. As long as one was willing to convert, anyone could become a member of the Buddhist Race. However, if one wanted to join the Buddhist Race, the first step was to shave, and sever all his mortal bonds, signifying that he had let go of everything in the past.
Luo Xuan stared at Ling Han’s hair. Who knows, Ling Han’s hair may have been expedited by mystical power.
“This is real!” Ling Han was furious, and shot out a murderous aura attack towards Luo Xuan.
Luo Xuan only felt a pain in his mind, and almost screamed out in pain. No matter how many times he sustained this kind of attack, he could not get used to it. It always caused him unbearable pain.
“I will make your death too horrible to look at!” he said through gritted teeth.
“Die!” He blew lightly at the oil lamp, and instantly, the flame that was originally only the size of a soybean suddenly shot up. A green flame burned towards Ling Han.
This was… ghost fire!
Ling Han saw very clearly. One after another, skulls popped out of the green flames, baring their mouths, as if they wanted to swallow him whole.
“An!”
The chant of the Buddhist Race was called out loudly, expelling evil and repelling demons.
The skulls were indeed affected, but this Ghostly Underworld Lamp was a replica of a precious treasure. Though its grade wasn’t high, the lamp oil used inside was personally refined by a Spirit Transformation True Lord, so its might was naturally extraordinary.
If Ling Han was in the Spiritual Transformation Tier, then he would be able to suppress evil even if it was just a single word “An”. However, the problem was that he was only in the Foundation Building Tier.
If a Foundation Building cultivator could eliminate the power of a Spirit Transformation True Lord, that would truly be illogical.
“Hahaha, ignorant fool!” Luo Xuan was proud. By now, the ghostly flames had already surrounded Ling Han. Ling Han had nowhere to go, and could only wait for death. “This lamp oil was refined by a Spirit Transformation True Lord, and what ingredients are used? Cauldron Forging Tier corpse oil, at least!”
F***, no wonder it was so evil!
Ling Han’s eyes sharpened, and he said, “You actually refined a tool from a corpse? You truly deserve death!”
“Since they are already dead, it’s not a waste to make use of trash.” Luo Xuan chuckled, and said, “Don’t worry, even though you’re only at the Foundation Building Tier, I won’t waste it either. I’ll personally refine your corpse into corpse oil!”
“Refine your sister!” Ling Han roared loudly. Xiu! The Heavenly Pattern Jade shot out.
Luo Xuan was just smug, thinking that Ling Han was already a dead man. Who would have thought that Ling Han would have such a deadly weapon?
Under the impact of 30 times the speed of sound, with the distance between the two of them being only about 30 meters, how much time would it need?
As fast as lightning, Heavenly Pattern Jade passed through the sea of flames and arrived before Luo Xuan’s chest.
Luo Xuan was shocked, but did not take it to heart. What could a mere concealed weapon do to him?
He also activated his divine sense, transforming it into a net of Spiritual Power to block the Heavenly Pattern Jade.
This was a pure contest of Spiritual Power.
However, his expression immediately changed.
F***, this was too heavy. It was like a mountain was rolling over, and was not something that his divine sense could stop at all.
His divine sense was far too powerful, no?
Cauldron Forging Tier?
That’s right. At least, it had to be someone in the Cauldron Forging Tier that could deliver such terrifying power.
But how could a Foundation Building Tier cultivator possibly possess Cauldron Forging Tier-level Spiritual Power?
Realization dawned on him. This was not because Ling Han’s Spiritual Power was too strong, but rather that this was a Spiritual Power Spirit Tool!
The strength of the Spiritual Power Spirit Tool was that it could use one’s Spiritual Power to first compress its weight. It clearly weighed 5,000kg, or even millions of kg, but could be compressed to a few grams. When it was shot out with Spiritual Power to reach its maximum speed, it recovered to its normal weight.
To block such an attack, just how strong would that Spiritual Power have to be?
It had to be 10,000 times stronger than the other, or even millions of times stronger!
They were both in the Foundation Building Tier, so how was this possible?
In this instant, countless thoughts flashed through Luo Xuan’s mind. He hurriedly pushed the oil lamp to block it, while he slanted his head to the side.
Pa, a crisp sound rang out, and blood gushed out. Luo Xuan’s right hand had been smashed into bits, and the oil lamp in his hand was naturally lost as well, drawing out an arc in the air.
“Ah—” Luo Xuan screamed in pain. One of his arms had been forcefully shattered, so it was naturally extraordinarily painful, and what pained him even more was the fact that losing a hand would cause his battle prowess to drop greatly. How would he be able to join the ranks of prodigies in future?
“Killing people to refine their corpses is unacceptable to the heaven and earth!” Ling Han charged over, “I’ll send you on your way!”
Luo Xuan hurriedly pulled himself together. Now was not the time to cry out in pain.
He set off in pursuit of the oil lamp. Now that he had lost a hand, his battle prowess had dropped drastically. He had to rely on the might of the Spirit Tool, or he would really be blasted into smithereens by Ling Han.
How could Ling Han allow him to succeed? He activated the Imminent Skyline, and peng, he crashed into Luo Xuan.
Luo Xuan looked at his fingertips that were about to touch the Ghostly Underworld Light, but a powerful force assaulted him, and his figure involuntarily flew out.
“No!” Seeing that he was getting further and further away from the Ghostly Underworld Light, he released a loud roar.
Ling Han humphed, and stretched out a hand to grab the Ghostly Underworld Light. However, he had just stretched out his hand, when a powerful feeling of danger rose up in his heart.
He hurriedly retracted his hand, and without the slightest hesitation, channeled the Starlight Screen.
Boom, a field of ghostly flames sprayed out, surrounding him.
The Starlight Screen very quickly melted. This ghostly flame was incredibly powerful. To say nothing of the might reaching Cauldron Forging Tier, its might definitely far surpassed the ordinary Ultimate Foundation Tier.
Ling Han had no choice but to summon the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower. The precious tower hovered above his head, sending down streaks of Primal Chaos aura.
“Hahahaha!” Luo Xuan laughed loudly. Previously, he had deliberately pretended to be furious. In truth, that Ghostly Underworld Lamp had already fused with his divine sense, and there was absolutely no need for actual contact to be able to unleash its might.
Ling Han’s body was surrounded by ghostly flames when he came into close contact with it, so he could only be burned into a dried corpse.
—Against the Ghostly Underworld Lamp, there was only one way to survive, and that was to run when he saw it, so that the Ghostly Underworld Lamp would not be given the chance to unleash its might.
However, his laughter soon came to an abrupt stop.
What was going on?
Ling Han summoned a precious tower, and it actually blocked the ghostly flames?
This was refined by a Spirit Transformation True Lord. The ghostly flames were enough to pose a threat to even those at Cauldron Forging Tier, and now it actually couldn’t burn a Foundation Building cultivator to death? No, it couldn’t burn through the defenses of a precious tool that belonged to a Foundation Building Tier cultivator?
Ling Han didn’t waste any time. Limited by his cultivation level, the might of the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower was also limited. It couldn’t resist the ghost flames for a long time, so he had to end the battle as soon as possible.
He charged out, and his terrifying battle prowess surged, launching a flurry of attacks at Luo Xuan.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
Luo Xuan was exhausted from parrying the attacks. He was severely wounded, and without a single arm, his battle prowess had naturally declined greatly, so how could he possibly withstand Ling Han’s barrage of attacks?
Zi, zi, zi! Lightning bolts shot out continuously from the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower, and the air of Primal Chaos also descended. Every bolt of lightning was as heavy as a mountain.
Luo Xuan was astonished. What kind of precious tool was this? Wasn’t it a little too terrifying?
“I can’t accept this!” he roared at the sky, tears of blood streaming from his eyes.
In terms of true battle prowess, he thought that he was stronger than Ling Han, but because Ling Han had too many precious tools, he had first crippled one of his arms, and also blocked the Ghostly Underworld Light, causing him to fall into desperate straits.
Thus, he was unwilling to accept this..