Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4765: The same Ninth King

Chapter 4765: The same Ninth KingEditor: Henyee Translations "Little Han, have you seen a ghost?" the large black dog asked.

"Or did you see a beauty come out of the bath, which made your eyes widen?" the little azure dragon also asked.

Of course, they were both using their divine sense to ask this question.

Ling Han shook his head, and directly rushed into the room. Weng, the murderous aura attack was also activated at the same time.

With his current strength, could a Half-Saint block a single thought from him?

Pa, this Ninth King immediately fainted.

Xiu, xiu, xiu! Brother Monkey and the others also leaped in one after another, "This is the Genesis-level Celestial medicine?"

They looked at the Celestial medicine that the Ninth King was still holding in his hands, and all of them looked curious.

Ling Han nodded, "However, the reason why I couldn’t help but make a move is not because of this Celestial medicine."

"Yi, have you changed your personality, brat?" The large black dog immediately asked curiously, and even wanted to stretch out a hand to touch Ling Han’s forehead, "Come, let Grandpa Dog see if you have a fever!"

"Go!" Ling Han waved his hand dismissively, "This Ninth King is exactly the same as the Ninth King I have seen before."

’Hah?’

Brother Monkey and the others looked at each other in confusion.

It should be known that the Ninth King had died.

"Could it be a brother?" The large black dog speculated, "Perhaps this True Dragon Emperor is more nostalgic, and after he found out that his nine disciples had died, he took the younger brother or son of his original nine disciples as his disciple."

Ling Han shook his head, "You didn’t understand what I meant. I mean, these two people are exactly the same."

"Even in terms of divine sense?" Brother Monkey asked solemnly.

"En." Ling Han nodded.

Hiss!

Brother Monkey and the others all inhaled sharply. This was inconceivable.

There were no two flowers that were the same in this world, nor were there two souls that were the same.

The appearance could be similar, and elites like Ling Han could even completely disguise themselves as others. However, the soul could not be completely simulated. Even if Ling Han possessed the Soul Forming Technique, it was still possible that he would be seen through by those with higher cultivation levels.

Thus, even if this Ninth King had also cultivated a secret technique like the Soul Forming Technique, would his cultivation level be higher than Ling Han’s? Would he be able to deceive Ling Han?

Moreover, there was no need for him to do so.

What was he doing? Was he also an impersonator like Ling Han? But if he was really an impersonator, why would he be a Half-Saint?

This was completely inexcusable, wasn’t it?

"So, this is the Ninth King, and it turns out to be the same one from before!" The large black dog emphasized again.

"That should be the case." Ling Han nodded.

"But when one dies, the soul will enter the Netherworld and all memories would be erased. One would have nothing to do with the Living Realm anymore," the little azure dragon said.

Ling Han pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "This is the Primitive Abyss."

The Primitive Abyss was where heaven and earth originated. Thus, while there was the Living Realm and the Netherworld outside, in this place, it was a complete area of Primal Chaos.

This wasn’t the Living Realm, nor was it the Netherworld. However, it was both the Living Realm and the Netherworld.

So... even the dead could be revived?

The four of them exchanged looks. What relation did the so-called immortality have with this?

"Could that True Dragon Emperor has also been revived like this?" the little azure dragon suddenly said. He had always been extremely bothered by this matter.

If so, who was behind this?

The little azure dragon was one hundred percent sure that the True Dragon had indeed died.

It should be known that when the Great Emperor died, his soul would be fused with heaven and earth. It could not be helped. He was too strong, and could not possibly enter into the Netherworld.

Since that was the case, how could it be that anyone else could snatch back the soul of the True Dragon from the hands of the Dao of Heaven and Earth?

If he was really that strong, then he would be able to suppress the whole world with a single thought, so what was the point of continuing the game!

Ling Han first collected the Celestial medicine, then smacked the Ninth King awake.

The Ninth King woke up in a daze, and when he saw four unfamiliar faces, he couldn’t help but feel shocked. Hurriedly, he asked, "Who are you people?"

He still wanted to use his divine sense to send out a warning wave, but his cultivation level was completely restricted by Ling Han, so he naturally couldn’t send it out.

Ling Han cracked a smile, "Little Ninth, do you know me?"

"Who are you?" The Ninth King looked at Ling Han blankly.

Yi, this was not an act; he really did not know.

Otherwise, how could he not have revealed the slightest bit of resentment after being "accidentally" killed by Ling Han?

"Forget it!" Ling Han stretched out a hand, and placed it on the forehead of the Ninth King, directly