Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4390 Blocked.

Chapter 4390  Blocked.

Hong long long, a world-shaking sound rang out, and that stone door that was larger than the planet was slowly opening.

The Imperial Path had officially opened!

All of a sudden, the Imperial Sons were the first to move, and passed through the gap in the stone doors that had only been slightly opened.

The stone door was too big. Even if it was just a crack, it was enough for people to easily enter, and there was absolutely no need for them to fight over it.

However, it would not be so easy for others to enter.

The Saints of the Imperial Clans joined forces, and all those who were not members of Imperial Clans would have to undergo a strict examination from them.

'F*ck! Are they targeting me?'

Ling Han knew that he had killed a few Imperial Sons, and had already formed a great enmity with a great many Imperial Clans. Previously, there was still the threat of the Nine Mountains Saint and the Imperial Weapon. Now, this balance of power no longer existed, so the Imperial Clans naturally wanted to get rid of him.

Even if the universe was too big, and the Imperial Clans couldn't find him in a short while, they definitely couldn't allow him to enter the Imperial Path. That would be giving him great fortune for no reason.

Ling Han could only watch helplessly as groups of people were examined by the Saints before stepping through the stone doors.

And this stone door was really too big, and the speed at which it was opened was too slow. A whole half day had passed, and the stone door was still not completely opened.

"The old man is here!" Ling Han faltered upon hearing this. He had received a message from the Nine Mountains Saint.

After announcing his location, the Nine Mountains Saint immediately arrived.

"I'll send you in," the Nine Mountains Saint said. There was fury on his face.

F***, they were actually so devious. They wanted to use this kind of method to cut off Ling Han's path to becoming Emperor?

"Old man, don't get too worked up," Ling Han hurriedly said. "There's a bunch of Saints over there, and quite a few of them are holding Imperial Weapons."

The Nine Mountains Saint shook his head, and said, "It's fine."

He had to take a gamble. If he missed this opportunity, it was possible that Ling Han would have no chance of becoming Emperor.

Thus, no matter how dangerous it was ahead of him, he had to take a gamble.

He grabbed Ling Han and the others. Boom! His figure enlarged endlessly, and with a single step, he was heading towards the stone door.

These stone doors were even larger than the planet. Thus, the Nine Mountains Saint only had to approach slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he would be able to throw Ling Han and the others through the stone doors.

"Nine Mountains, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

However, two Saints immediately stepped forward to greet him, launching an attack at the Nine Mountains Saint.

Peng!

The Regulations intertwined to form a terrifying divine light that was indestructible.

The Nine Mountains Saint had no choice but to retreat. He was only a One Star Saint, but the two people that were blasting towards him were both Three Star Saints.

It should be known that even if there was only a gap of a single star, there was a massive gap in strength between Saints, so how could one afford a gap of two stars?

If they clashed head-on, the only fate would be death.

"You should have come to escort that junior, Ling Han!" one of the Saints who had moved shouted, "Hand over that despicable brat, and we can spare your life!"

The Nine Mountains Saint naturally wouldn't pay any heed to this. He simply continued to flee with all his might.

However, it was useless. The two three-star Saints were completely blocking his way, and even if the Nine Mountains Saint fought all out, it was still completely impossible for him to break through.

The gap in strength was really quite wide.

"Haha, don't you have the Imperial Weapon? Why don't you use it?" the two Saints continued to taunt.

The Nine Mountains Saint immediately turned around to flee.

—The other Saints were already reviving the Imperial Weapons, and were about to deliver a fatal blow to him.

Thus, he could only retreat now. He refused to believe that these Saints would stay here forever.

He couldn't defend for too long, as there would eventually be flaws in his defenses.

Thankfully, the Nine Mountains Saint had left in the nick of time. If he had been a little later, the Saints would have surrounded him, and he really would have had no choice but to stay and fight to the death.

And if he fought to the death, his only fate would be death.

After the Nine Mountains Saint brought Ling Han and the others on a circle, he quietly returned to the Same Moon Planet, and prepared to wait for an opportunity to make a move.

He made a few attempts, but they all ended in failure. There were two times that he was in a perilous situation, and almost died.

Ling Han advised, "Forget it, old man, let's not go! I don't believe that if I don't walk this Imperial Path, I won't be able to become Emperor!"

He was filled with confidence. As long as his cultivation level advanced rapidly, he would definitely be able to become Emperor.

Meanwhile, the Nine Mountains Saint didn't agree. History had already proven countless times that the Great Emperor had definitely stood out from those who had passed through the Imperial Path.

That was fine. He definitely had to create this kind of opportunity for Ling Han.

"Wait a few more days," he said. If worse came to worst, he would just have to wait for a year and a half. Would Saints like them still stand guard here with Imperial Weapon in hand?

Because there were really too many people, even if there were Saints inspecting, this speed was still not fast enough. Same Moon Planet was still filled with people, but everyone was angry but did not dare to say anything. That was the Imperial Clan, so even if they were overbearing and unreasonable, so what?

In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.

What surprised Ling Han was the fact that Yang Yihuan and the young man in purple were actually in no rush to step onto the Imperial Path. The two of them were whispering to each other, and it was unknown what they were talking about.

Weng, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared, making people feel as if their hearts were about to jump out of their chests.

Then, a figure appeared. It was a young monk who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was dressed in a gray monastic robe. His small face was clearly handsome, but was filled with a murderous aura. He was showing his might without being angry.

Buddha Doga!

Why had he come?

A Pseudo-Emperor appeared, and instantly, everyone's hearts beat like drums. Even the hands of the Saints from the Imperial Clans were covered with a layer of cold sweat.

In this world, without the appearance of a Great Emperor, Pseudo-Emperor was invincible.

In front of such an elite, the Imperial Clans could only save themselves.

"Greetings, Buddha Doga!" A young man walked out. He was actually also wearing a Buddhist robe, but his head was not completely bare. Instead, he had long black hair, and there was a Buddhist halo at the back of his head, exuding an air of peace that could enlighten all living beings.

Buddha Doga glanced at him in disgust, and said, "Which generation of disciple are you, Ah Han's disciple?"

"The 93rd generation main disciple, Shi Jie, pays his respects to Second Founder!" This young monk performed a Buddhist bow.

Buddha Doga stared at him with a vicious glint in his eyes. However, he didn't attack in the end. Instead, he turned around to look at Yang Yihuan and the young man in purple.

A Pseudo-Emperor was a Pseudo-Emperor, after all. Yang Yihuan and the young man in purple had previously been very calm and relaxed, but being stared at by Buddha Doga, the both of them could not help but show expressions of unease.

That was natural. A Pseudo-Emperor was practically the strongest in the world.

"Greetings, Lord Doga!" The two of them also bowed in unison, respectfully paying their respects to Buddha Doga.

Buddha Doga looked at the two of them, and after a while, he asked slowly, "How many times have the two of you walked the Imperial Path?"

Pu!

Hearing these words, everyone spluttered.

What did he mean by how many times had they walked the Imperial Path? How many more times could one walk the Imperial Path? It should be known that the Imperial Path would only open once every tens of millions of years. Thus, who could live for so long, and enter into the Imperial Path twice?

Even twice was impossible, so how many times could it be?

"Probably eleven times for me," Yang Yihuan said calmly.

"Nine times," the purple-robed young man replied respectfully, completely changing his arrogant attitude.

This?

How was this possible!

Of course it was possible, Ling Han thought. These two should have used the Primordial Source Clay to seal off the loss of lifespan. Thus, every tens of millions of years, when the Imperial Path opened and revived, they would naturally be able to step onto the Imperial Path again and again.

However, this was still extremely freakish.