Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

It was very, very simple to light up the holy flame.

That was to capture the eight-star Regulation, turn it into a spark, and then ignite the four pinnacle pillars. After they were burnt to nothing, the holy flame would no longer be extinguished.

However, a Venerate could only channel Seven Star Regulations. If he didn’t become a Saint, how would he be able to capture the Eight Star Regulations?

Thus, only a very limited number of prodigies could ignite the holy flame with their own power. As for others, they could only rely on the power of belief to transform this power into the eight-star Regulation and ignite the holy flame.

Using one’s own power to ignite the holy flame was naturally much stronger, because the holy flame had been ignited with genuine eight-star Regulations.

However, Ling Han’s situation was different.

He had obtained the Seed of the Holy Flame. This was something that Empress Qingzhu had paid a heavy price for. She had obtained it from the large fissure at the edge of the universe, and he could become the strongest Great Emperor!

”The problem is, the Empress didn’t tell me how to let this seed germinate!”

Ling Han grumbled in his mind. After all, it had been a long time since he last complained. He couldn’t help himself.

Of course… it was none other than Regulations and power.

Ling Han channeled Regulations first, but did not dare to use too much force, fearing that he would damage this seed. That would really be too much of a gamble.

Let’s try one.

Ling Han pressed a Seven Star Regulation onto it, but the Seed of the Holy Flame did not react at all.

Alright, two flashes… there was still no reaction.

Three, four, five!

Ling Han continuously increased the number of Regulations, but there was no reaction.

After reaching 30 streaks, he didn’t increase them one by one. Instead, he increased them ten by ten. However, even after reaching 90 streaks, the Seed of the Holy Flame still didn’t react at all.

”Just how big is your appetite?”

Ling Han used all the Seven Star Regulations. This time, the Seed of the Holy Flame finally reacted, glowing slightly.

There was a chance!

Meanwhile, Ling Han gritted his teeth. This was 99 Seven Star Regulations. Though he did not have Regulations intertwined together, close to a hundred of them was comparable to an Eight Star Regulation.

As it turned out, the Seed of the Holy Flame needed eight-star Regulations to sprout?

That was awesome enough.

Ling Han didn’t find this strange. After all, the powerful Saints all used their grasp of Regulations to ignite the holy flame. In other words, these people had more or less grasped some eight-star Regulations when they had reached the end of Fourth Extreme.

It could be a sliver, or two slivers. Thus, since the Seed of the Holy Flame could allow one to become the strongest Emperor, it was absolutely normal that it would need the Eight Star Regulations to sprout.

Furthermore… the 99 streaks of Seven Star Regulations could only cause it to glow slightly, and it was still unable to truly sprout.

”You’re awesome!”

”Let’s try this.”

Ling Han intertwined Regulations, and this was terrifying. Ten Seven Star Regulations could match an Eight Star Regulation.

The ten streaks pressed down, and the Seed of the Holy Flame lit up a bit more, but it was still very weak.

”Amazing!”

Ling Han intertwined 20 Seven Star Regulations. As expected, the Seed of the Holy Flame lit up a little more, but it still appeared dim.

”Again!”

”Again!”

”Again!”

Ling Han continued to increase the stakes, and the Seed of the Holy Flame also became brighter and brighter, as if it was about to burn.

F***, could it be that he would not be accelerating the germination of the Seed of the Holy Flame, and was directly igniting it?

This was actually a fire seed, and not something like a tree seed as he understood it?

Forget it, add, add, add, add.

When Ling Han intertwined all 99 Seven Star Regulations, the Seed of the Holy Flame also reached its brightness limit. It was practically blinding.

However, it neither burned, nor sprouted.

Yi, what was going on here?

Ling Han attempted to inject mystical power into it. Instantly, he felt a terrifying suction force, continuously sucking away his mystical power.

It really was a glutton. Merely Regulations were not enough to satisfy it. Mystical power could not be lacking either.

Good.

Ling Han released the restrictions, and allowed the Seed of the Holy Flame to absorb his mystical power.

However, though this seed was small, it was like a bottomless pit. Mystical power continued to fill it up, but it was never satiated.

This speed was too fast. Three days had passed, and the mystical power in Ling Han’s body was completely exhausted.

This was something that had never happened before.

When Ling Han battled with others, even if his opponent was stronger than him, he could still rely on his powerful defense and heaven-defying mystical power reserves to exhaust his opponent to death.

Why was it the other way around here?

Ling Han also activated the power of the living beings in the dimensions in his body. However, it was still useless. The Seed of the Holy Flame accepted all of them. It didn’t matter whether they were Regulations, mystical power, or power of belief.

However, it neither burned nor sprouted. It was just playing dead.

Another day later, Ling Han was at his wit’s end.

He was just a tiny bit away from being sucked dry.

He could not continue, or he would definitely die first.

Ling Han sat down and started to recover his power. However, his reserves of mystical power were astonishing, so it would naturally take a long time for him to recover completely. He wouldn’t be able to recover without two months.

Ordinarily, the fact that he could grasp the equivalent of twelve eight-star Regulations at Fourth Extreme was already an extremely awesome feat, because there were even some weaker nine-star Saints that had only grasped this number of eight-star Regulations.

Thus, Ling Han definitely wouldn’t believe that there weren’t enough Regulations.

Then, the problem lay in power.

Ling Han tried to probe that seed with his soul.

Yi, at first, this seed was tightly wrapped, and there was no way to spy on the secrets within at all, but now, the doors were wide open for him.

Ling Han saw that the seed was glowing, and the seed wall was covered with vein-like patterns of Regulations.

This also proved that the number of Regulations that the Seed of the Holy Flame needed was already enough.

Looking inside the seed again, the mystical power he had injected into it had turned into liquid, and sank at the bottom of the seed. There was only a small puddle.

Hiss!

Ling Han inhaled sharply. Then, how many times would it take to fill up the entire seed?

At least 10,000 times.

Calculating again, it would take about two months to replenish mystical power once, so ten thousand times would be twenty thousand months, which was as long as over a thousand and six hundred years.

Ling Han was rendered speechless. It actually took so long?

”Can it be sped up?”

He tried to get Brother Monkey, the empress and the others to input mystical power into him, but it was ineffective. The seed rejected this.

He tried other methods, and discovered that the energy naturally formed by heaven and earth was not repelled by the seed.

In theory, this could be sped up.

The problem was that Ling Han was already a fifteen-star Venerate, and his power had even advanced into Saint Tier. What heaven and earth power could compare to his reserves of mystical power?

”Where can I find such a massive amount of energy?”

Ling Han was troubled. Perhaps there was in the great fissure at the edge of the universe, but with his present strength, it was possible that he would not be able to make it there in ten thousand years. In that case, he might as well slowly cultivate here.

At this moment, there was nothing else he could do. He could only cultivate while thinking of another way.

Gathering their thoughts together, everyone began to think of a solution for Ling Han.

Two months later, Brother Monkey returned and told Ling Han a very useful piece of information.

In the Buddhist Land outside the 33 Heavens, there was a Pond of Life. This was where the Buddhist Race had gathered the power of faith of all life for so many years.