Chapter 4460 Burying Time
Chapter 4460 Burying Time
They were clearly walking in the palace inside the ancient castle, so why was there suddenly a field of dazzling stars?
Ling Han was surprised. He was presently standing in the galaxy. There were stars in the distance, and as the starlight shone on him, it was as cool as water.
Yi, he clearly hadn't channeled any movement technique, nor had he stepped on Regulations, so how could he stand in the galaxy?
This most likely wasn't a genuine galaxy.
Ling Han strode forwards. As expected, the Void seemed to have solidified, allowing him to walk easily.
However, he had only taken a few steps, when a star suddenly exploded with astonishing light. Then, he saw a figure appear in front of him. It was made up of starlight, and had an indescribable beauty to it.
However, this starlit human figure immediately threw a punch at Ling Han.
Fight? Come on then!
Ling Han let out a battle cry, and charged towards the starlight figure, his iron fists also booming loudly.
Peng! He exchanged a punch with the starlight person, and couldn't help but feel surprised. The starlight person's power was actually only slightly inferior to his, and there were as many as eight Regulations.
This was battle prowess that could match the Golden Generation's.
However, in front of Ling Han, what was this worth?
He did not use his full power, but with a barrage of punches, it was only ten moves, and the starlight figure was forcefully shattered.
Yi?
He discovered that the star that had previously exploded had shot a ray of light towards him, which directly surged in his mind, nourishing his fruit of cultivation.
This was originally a small sapling, but now, it had grown slightly.
Yi, Celestial Qi?
However, after a while, the light from the star disappeared.
Ling Han looked over, and saw that this star was much dimmer than before. Perhaps, after a few more times, it would completely dim.
In other words, only those who had entered this space the earliest would have the chance to be nurtured by the starlight. As for those who had entered after that, even if they too had walked all the way here, they would not have such great fortune.
Ling Han smiled in satisfaction.
He continued to advance, and soon, another star lit up. Then, the figure of starlight reappeared.
Its strength… was more or less the same.
Ling Han stepped forward to greet him. With a few punches and kicks, he had dealt with this starlit person.
In a battle of equal cultivation levels, who could be a match for him?
After destroying this starlit human figure, his Dao Fruit Tree grew a little.
He laughed loudly, and pushed forwards. With the continuous nourishment of the Celestial Qi, his fruit of cultivation also grew at an astonishing speed.
As expected of the Imperial Path, it was a place of great fortune.
Originally, Ling Han was still some distance away from the Golden Generation, especially those like Lin Xuan and the others, who had already advanced into Venerate Tier, but through this kind of fateful encounter, he was completely capable of catching up or even surpassing a portion of the Golden Generation.
Right now, Ling Han was already standing at the forefront of the younger generation.
As they battled, the speed at which he disposed of his opponents was too fast. Merely a day later, he had arrived at the end, and saw that a path had appeared ahead of him.
He couldn't help but feel regretful. It ended just like that?
Though the Dao Fruit Tree was thriving, it still hadn't produced any fruit of cultivation. It was still some distance away.
He tried to retreat, but when he walked again, no starlight figure appeared again.
There was nothing else that could be done. He should just continue onwards.
He walked out of the passageway, and surveyed the surroundings. He saw that there was actually a cemetery ahead of him. Multiple burial mounds towered. Some tombstones were as tall as three thousand meters, and the burial mounds were like great mountains. Some tombstones had been broken, and it was unknown whether it was because they had been corroded by time, or had been broken in battle.
Would there be Yin souls or zombies charging out?
Ling Han was filled with anticipation as he strode into the cemetery.
However, the breeze rustled eerily, but no enemy appeared.
Er, all right then.
Ling Han was slightly disappointed. At present, he longed for battle, because if he battled and killed enemies here, there would be many benefits.
He walked past one tomb after another, his eyes sweeping over them, wanting to see who was buried here.
However, these tombstones were all the same, with no words on them.
Were the people buried here all nameless people?
Ling Han suddenly felt an urge to dig up a grave. Was someone really buried here?
He forcibly dismissed this kind of impulse. If the ancients had really slumbered here, then how could he bring himself to dig up their graves when there was no enmity between them? How could he allow the ancients to not be able to have peace even after death?
The deeper he went into the cemetery, the eerier and darker the environment became. There was also a bone-deep chill.
After walking for half a day, the exit of the cemetery appeared ahead of him, or rather the entrance.
What surprised Ling Han was that there was actually another thatched cottage here.
It couldn't be that there were people living here, right?
Ling Han walked over, yet saw the thatched cottage creak open, and an old man in grey robes walk out.
"Dream of a Thousand Years." The grey-robed elder stretched lazily, then turned to look at Ling Han, as if he had just seen him. A hint of surprise appeared on his face, "Young man, what are you doing here?"
This old man… could not be seen through at all!
A Saint?
But in the case of Saints, wouldn't they be unable to enter into the Imperial Path?
Could it be that it was here that he had broken through?
All of a sudden, thoughts flashed through Ling Han's mind. However, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "This junior is just passing by."
"Oh." The grey-robed old man nodded, "That's right. This is a cemetery. You are so young, so what have you come here for?"
Ling Han was curious, and couldn't help but ask, "Senior, who are the people buried here? Why are there graves but no words?"
The grey-robed elder looked into the depths of the cemetery, and said slowly, "What is buried here is not a person, but rather time."
"Time?" Ling Han couldn't understand. How could time be buried?
Although there was indeed such a theory, it was only a metaphor. It couldn't be that someone had really built a cemetery, right?
"Hehe, since you've met this old man, we can be considered somewhat fated," the grey-robed old man said with a smile. "Come, young man, this old man will treat you to a drink."
"Thank you, Senior," Ling Han said with a smile.
The grey-robed old man brought Ling Han into the thatched house. The furniture here was really simple. There was only a bed and a stone table, as well as a stone stool.
The grey-robed elder had Ling Han sit on the stone stool, while he himself sat on the bed. Then, he took out a wine pot and two wine cups from who knows where, and placed them on the stone table.
Ling Han picked up the wine pot and poured a cup of wine for himself and the grey-robed elder.
Yi?
He looked at the wine that had been poured out. It was extremely murky, and there was not the slightest bit of fragrance of wine from it.
"What is it? Are you complaining about the wine?" the grey-robed old man asked with a smile.
"It certainly doesn't look like much," Ling Han said honestly.
"Haha." The grey-robed old man laughed loudly. He held a wine cup, and a nostalgic look appeared in his eyes. Then, he raised it, "One toast to the heavens, one toast to the earth, and one toast to the ages."
Then, he drained the cup in one gulp.
Ling Han hesitated for a moment before also picking up his wine cup and draining it in a single gulp.
Yi?
He suddenly felt a wave of intoxication assault him, and in an instant, he felt very dizzy. With his cultivation level and physique, he was completely unable to withstand it. Involuntarily, he couldn't help but lay down on the table, and very soon, began snoring.
"After so many lifetimes, it's time to take a gamble." The grey-robed old man walked out of the thatched cottage, then turned to look at the wine pot on the table, "Brat, you're really lucky. Throughout history, there were less than ten people who could drink the Time Wine."
"I can consider today as forming a good karma!"
He took a step, and a great golden path spread out, and he instantly disappeared without a trace.