Even with Ling Han's strength and the help of seven milk babies, he would not be able to get a share in less than a few years.
However, there are several copies here, one, two, three, four, five... a total of six water balls, which is six copies of crystal yuan.
Done!
Ling Han couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect that the crystal element that gave him a big headache would be solved in this way.
He quickly collected the crystal elements and took all six. It didn't matter that he couldn't use so many. They could be sold.
Just for these six crystal yuans, this trip is already worth it.
Ling Han was looking forward to it even more. Will there be anything good in the palace he entered later?
He no longer stared at the withered elixirs, and quickly entered the palace halfway through.
Come on, smash him to death with treasures, he won't mind.
The same is true when entering the palace in the second half. The magnificent bronze pillars stand tall. They have been there for who knows how long, and they will last forever.
Black smoke came out, and ghosts formed again.
The bronze pillar glows and is easily destroyed.
Ling Han was too lazy to even look at it now. Anyway, if the light beam was twisted, the ghost would definitely have no way to survive.
The palace is huge, but it has an end.
But before he reached the end, he saw a person standing in front of him.
It was just a back figure, but it was like a sun in the dark starry sky, extremely dazzling, covering everything.
He felt the blood all over his body was boiling, and an extremely strong awe arose in his heart. He wanted to kneel down and worship.
Is this an ancestral king? Only an emperor who has been arbitrary for eternity has such power, right?
Is he... still alive?
Ling Han forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart. This was a gap in life levels. The other party was much stronger than him, and he was not even qualified to compare. However, Ling Han could admit that he was weak, but mentally
, he will never bow his head.
He gritted his teeth and insisted on not kneeling down.
"Senior..." he said tremblingly, not because he was afraid, but because he couldn't control his muscles.
If the other party has not heard of it, he is still standing tall, dressed in white, and as agile as an immortal.
Ignore yourself or die?
Ling Han felt that the other party's state was a bit strange. For a being like this, the fire of life should be burning brightly and the vitality should be amazing. But now, although he is eye-catching, he lacks vitality.
If the other party is alive, it should be even more afraid that a single thought can cause the world to collapse, right?
Ling Han reluctantly moved his body. He couldn't get close. If he moved forward even a little bit, his skin would burst.
This was not an illusion, because he had tried it before, and when he moved a little bit, blood burst out from his body. If he moved any further, I believe his body would be exploded.
So what if the body cultivated by the seven bones and seven lines is completely useless in front of such a being.
Is this really an ancestor?
Ling Han moved to the other side. Although he was not close to the man in white, he could see his face from this angle.
This is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties. He is extremely handsome, and even with his eyes closed, he has an indescribable domineering air, as if he is the center of the world and no one can live without him.
However, this is really a dead person with no life left.
Hiss, a dead person is so powerful, even if you get close to him, he can explode a living person.
At this moment, the corners of the man's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a smile.
Damn it! No, it’s a charlatan!
Ling Han was startled, but the man in white was disappearing into smoke, and his body was like dust, dispersing layer by layer, and naturalized between heaven and earth.
A voice came to mind in Ling Han's sea of consciousness, like Huang Zhong Dalu, and it seemed like the universe was first opened and the great road was passed down to the world.
"My name is Wu Qingxu. In pursuit of becoming an emperor, I have spent all my efforts to find this palace where Emperor Wuya used to be. The more I understand the achievements of Emperor Wuya, the more I admire them, and I decided to stay here to serve as the emperor's palace.
Wake."
"Although I may not become an emperor, I have no regrets."
Ling Han was stunned. This man in white was not the ancestor king, but wanted to be the ancestor king, also known as the great emperor, the holy emperor. He was not an emperor like Chen Fengyan, but a martial arts emperor who could defeat all the strong men in the world.
But with such great ambitions, Wu Qingxu himself was an extremely powerful being, but because of his exposure to Emperor Wuya's life experience, he gave up his plan to become emperor and was willing to stay in his wake.
Venerable, saint?
Be a saint, otherwise you wouldn’t be qualified to pursue the path to becoming an emperor.
This is an exaggeration. The emperor's glory is so dazzling that it can actually make the saints give up the decision to become emperor.
Although even if Wu Qingxu doesn't give up, the possibility of becoming emperor is infinitely zero.
What did the Wuya Emperor do during his lifetime that allowed a saint to endure eternal loneliness in such a ghostly place for the rest of his life?
"The emperor built this palace to suppress the evil eye between heaven and earth and prevent ghosts from appearing and causing harm to the world."
"But even the Great Emperor is no match for the vicissitudes of time. When I come here, it has been hundreds of millions of years since the Great Emperor left his palace, and even the Emperor's mark has begun to fade away."
"I have devoted my life's efforts to barely strengthen the imperial pattern. It should be able to protect it for tens of millions of years."
"For those who come later, the fact that you can come here shows that your mind, perseverance, and potential are all the best. You will have a chance to become a saint in the future."
"If you become a saint, I hope you can come here again to strengthen the imperial pattern."
"The emperor left an opportunity here. Since I am determined to guard the soul here for the rest of my life, I did not take it and left it for you to use."
Wu Qingxu's voice weakened, and after saying a few more words, he finally disappeared.
Ling Han was speechless for a long time, he was full of admiration for Wu Qingxu.
Saints, there are only a few in the world, pitifully few, and they are the largest except for the ancestor king. As for the ancestor king, only one can emerge in an era, so the saint is equivalent to standing on the top of the world.
Such a strong man is willing to keep vigil here. On the one hand, he admires Emperor Wuya, and on the other hand, he also wants to suppress Yinyan. How can such a mind not make people awe-inspiring.
Wu Qingxu completely turned into nothingness. He spent all his strength on strengthening the imperial pattern. Now that his obsession was gone, his whole person completely disappeared.
When people leave, the Tao becomes empty, and the pressure naturally disappears.
Ling Han recovered immediately, and he sighed in his heart, there are always people in the world who do great things, so that those who come after them can only admire them.
However, if it were him, he would not choose the same approach as Wu Qingxu, but would work hard to become the ancestor king, enter the Yinyan, and completely solve the problem.
Of course, even Emperor Wuya only left the palace to suppress him, so this evil eye must be extremely difficult to clear.
Ling Han stepped forward. Emperor Wuya had a big heart and left an extremely precious treasure for the latter.
In front, on a stone table, there is a piece of dark golden metal no bigger than a fist. There are traces of chaotic aura hanging down, each trace is extremely heavy, comparable to stars, and there is lightning flashing, as if it can create the world.