Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 3906: Saint Technique

Ling Han’s eyes swept over the surroundings, wanting to see if the three members of the Tong Clan were here. If they still hadn’t broken free from the illusion, he would “help” them.

Unfortunately, the luck of these three people was actually not too bad. They had all broken free from the trap of the illusion.

Sigh, now that he thought about it, these three people should have been saved by him. That was because he had refined the black light, causing the illusion to be unable to continue channelling, which allowed those with strong willpower to escape.

That was good too. Dying in the illusion would be letting them off too lightly. He had to kill them with his own hands.

There was no animosity between him and the others, so Ling Han naturally wouldn’t kill randomly. Thus, he strode forwards and continued to advance.

It wasn’t long before he caught up to the main troops.

As it turned out, in a large hall here, another figure was performing the secret technique of the Buddhist Race.

Eighteen Arhat Palm, still a Venerate Tier-level technique.

Ling Han also went to learn it. There was no burden in having too many techniques. Furthermore, Saint Techniques and Imperial Techniques were too high-level techniques for him. In a short period of time, he could only deliver one attack, and could only use it as a powerful move. For normal channelling, it was still a Venerate Tier-level Technique that was best.

Because he had come too late, after comprehending for less than half a day, someone was the first to grasp the rough outline of the precious technique.

It was Feng Jixing again.

The name of a supreme prodigy was not just for show. He had indeed displayed powerful natural talent in all aspects.

This tempted even the natives, and they wanted to betroth an unmarried woman of their clan to him, so that they could become in-laws. -They yearned for the outside world. When the outsiders left, they would definitely leave with them. Hence, if they could form a relationship with the heir of such a supreme prodigy and heir of a great sect, it would be beneficial to their future development.

After all, in this place, they could claim to be rulers, but in the outside world, they could only be considered minor characters, and could just barely be called elites.

It was not just Feng Jixing. Some prodigies with seven or eight cauldrons had also gained favor.

Unfortunately, the local cultivators valued these prodigies, but how could these prodigies give them any consideration?

However, this was the territory of others, after all. These prodigies weren’t idiots, and wouldn’t refuse directly. Otherwise, it was still a question of whether they could leave or not.

At least, the atmosphere in this alliance was still relatively harmonious.

Gradually, more and more people grasped the Eighteen Arhat Palm, and ran outside the hall to continue comprehension, grasping the essence of it.

Ling Han spent a day’s time to finally begin comprehending this secret technique. Then, he also ran out to comprehend it outside.

This time, there was no need for him to deliberately drag things out. In any case, there was already someone ahead of him.

However, when he sat down in a cross-legged position outside, he immediately felt two pairs of eyes shoot towards him. One was Song Lan, while the other was Prosperous Heaven.

Could it be that it was because they had seen through him?

Ling Han muttered internally. F***, these two women’s instincts and observation skills were really too frightening, weren’t they?

Forget it.

Ling Han sat down in a cross-legged position, comprehending the Eighteen Arhat Palm. This was a fist technique, and when one had cultivated it to the highest level, it could unleash supreme might.

After spending two days, he finally grasped the basics of this fist technique. If he cast it now, he could probably unleash 30% of its might.

This time, he wasn’t in a hurry to stand up. Instead, he continued to sit down and comprehend the might of the fist technique. He would strive to increase its might of 30% to 40% or 50%.

Another two days later, those that should learn had more or less learnt it, and those that had not grasped it yet did not dare to enter into the great hall, because they had been entangled by that wraith too many times. If they continued any further, they would have the might of their lives.

This made a great many people extremely dissatisfied. This was a Venerate Tier-level precious technique!

However, the one who was most displeased was definitely Prosperous Heaven.

It could be said that because of her, the ultimate technique of the Buddhist Sect was repeatedly taught to outsiders. Otherwise, if she did not go and clean out the Yin souls, even if there were people who could enter, how could she possibly stay here leisurely to comprehend?

This was karma, the karma that she had planted, that had formed the present.

The main troops once again advanced, and after a few steps into the great hall, they discovered another precious technique.

The Fiery Sun Subduing Demon Staff Technique.

When they saw this precious technique, everyone was so excited that their scalps went numb.

Because this was a Saint Technique!

This was a Saint Technique. Even among the Imperial Clans, Saint Techniques were also strictly regulated. Only the core disciples or clansmen were qualified to study it.

But in this place, this precious technique was laid out so boldly, that anyone could comprehend it. Who would not be incredibly excited?

There was nothing much to say. Everyone swarmed into the hall, and began to observe.

Everyone’s eyes widened. This was a supreme opportunity.

However, what was a Saint Technique?

That was a secret technique that only Saints could truly master. Its might was boundless, and the difficulty level of comprehension was also overwhelmingly high.

Though everyone was watching, they did not have the slightest idea.

F***, it was as if a supreme cultivation technique was clearly placed in front of them yet they gloomily discovered that they were f****** illiterate.

This was truly driving them crazy.

Ling Han also couldn’t take his eyes off it. He could see it extremely clearly. This was a real Saint Technique, and in fact, it had even surpassed the Three Styles of the God of War.

On the other side, Prosperous Heaven had no time to feel gloomy, and was also watching with full concentration.

Even in the Buddhist Race, this Saint Technique had already been lost. Furthermore, even if she was the Holy Daughter, Saint Techniques were not completely open to her, that she could learn it whenever she wanted. Thus, she was more overjoyed now, and not disappointed because the secret technique of the Buddhist Race had leaked out.

However, in a short while, the oil lamp was extinguished, and the yin soul came back.

Everyone hurriedly fled, but there were also those who were greedy for a Saint Technique, and did not move at the first instant. As a result, they became muddleheaded. To say nothing of cultivating Saint Techniques, even their life force was severely injured.

When the oil lamp lit up again, everyone once again entered into the great hall, and continued their comprehension.

However, Saint Techniques were too difficult to master, and they would be disturbed time and time again. How were they supposed to learn it?

Even Ling Han could only grasp a little bit more each time.

Seven days later, most people could no longer bear it. They had too much contact with Yin souls, and had injured their life force. They could not continue, or they would only die a sudden death.

Thus, the majority could only reluctantly give up and continue onwards, while a minority stayed behind, still determined to persevere.

Of course, Ling Han was among them. There was also Prosperous Heaven, Song Lan, Feng Jixing, as well as a few super geniuses who had formed seven or eight cauldrons. However, Ling Han didn’t know their names, because he didn’t care.

Ling Han felt that his life force had also been wounded. Thankfully, he had previously received a reward from heaven and earth, and his life force had grown to a state beyond perfection. Thus, he was completely capable of holding on now.

He decided to persist for a while longer, because he was just a sliver away from mastering this

Saint Technique.

Another two days later, Ling Han finally succeeded.

A look of delight appeared on his face, and he immediately stood up. He arrived outside the hall, and sat down in a cross-legged position, digesting the things in his mind. Previously, he had memorized it forcefully, and memorized every change in the Saint

Technique. Now, he naturally had to digest it. Otherwise, with how strong the Saint Technique was, it would slowly fade from his memory.