2697 The Return of the King


    This was yet another long process.


    Heavenly-Venerable-Tier characters appeared in Ling Han’s mind, which didn’t mean anything to him, but could increase the efficiency of his stimtion of Void Particle Energy.


    Even so, his progress could be seen as slow.


    After 30,000 years, Ling Han once again ended his seclusion and opened his eyes, and two beams of cold light illuminated heaven and earth, as if they could prate the whole ming Frost Realm.


    Then, his eyes returned to normal, leaving behind only warm radiance, and his whole body’s aura waspletely suppressed, making him appear like an ordinary person.


    Returning to one’s true self, the Great Aplishment of cultivation level!


    Ling Hanughed loudly, stood up, and casually raised his arms. Boom, his devastating aura surged like a great river.


    “Little Han, you are finally out!” Therge ck dog jumped out. “Grandpa Dog has been waiting until all the flowers have withered, and been sitting until his buttocks almost got calluses.”


    Ling Han simply chuckled. Did therge ck dog think that Ling Han wouldn’t know because he was in seclusion? This damn dog was so mboyant that it was impossible that he would stay still; he had to be wandering around. It just so happened that he hadn’t gone out at this point in time.


    “Vitality Index… 14,574.” Wally’s eyes released a beam of green light as he was scanning Ling Han.


    “Hiss, brat, your current strength is nearly as good as that of a Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate!” therge ck dog said excitedly. This was amazing indeed—being a Ninth Heaven Celestial King, and yet possessing the battle prowess of a Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate. If Ling Han was to be a Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate, then wouldn’t he be able to kill even a First Tier Heavenly Venerate?


    However, Ling Han knew that he wasn’t that powerful himself.


    The reason was that despite seemingly being in the early stage of the Ninth Heaven, he had already reached the level of Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate in terms of Body Art, and this wouldn’t change even after he truly became a Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate. Therefore, what he could improve next was simply the power of Regtions, and naturally the degree of improvement would be limited.


    Naturally, as his body was being tempered by Void Particle Energy, his strength would also let him far exceed an overwhelming majority of Pseudo-Heavenly Venerates.


    “Fortunately, at least I can beat the crap out of a certain someone.” Ling Hanughed.


    In terms of Body Art, he was only at the early stage of the Pseudo-Heavenly Venerable Tier, but because of Void Particle Energy, his Vitality Index could bepared with that of ate-stage Pseudo-Heavenly Venerable Tier, which was naturally enough for him to suppress Yun Haoyang.


    “That’s great, Grandpa Dog can’t wait!” therge ck dog also shouted with excitement. Things such as looting ns were his favorite activity.


    They left the ocean and headed back towards the Yun n for battle.


    More than 200,000 years had passed, and the Yun n had long since returned to normal.


    At the beginning, they had been really worried that Ling Han would make aeback, but after years of being cautious, Ling Han had never been seen to appear, so they had gradually let down their guard.


    Ling Han ought to be already dead.


    This was only normal. Wasn’t it normal to die from serious injuries after being hit by a Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate’s powerful attack?


    Some Yun n members had inquired Yun Haoyang regarding the matter, and after careful consideration, Yun Haoyang had also affirmed the conclusion that Ling Han ought to be already dead.


    …At that time, Ling Han was already suffering from serious injuries, and in addition to being hunted down by Yun Haoyang, his injuries would continue to worsen, and the probability of dying would have been very high.


    Initially, Yun Haoyang hadn’t dared to make such a conclusion, but after tens of thousands of years, there hadn’t been any news regarding Ling Han, and thus even he had be certain that Ling Han had to be dead.


    Yun Haoyang felt it was quite unfortunate. Since Ling Han’s physique was so strong, he had to have cultivated a certain Heavenly Venerate Technique, which had now disappeared together with Ling Han’s death. This made him feel that it was a pity.


    In the past, having been fiercely suppressed by Ling Han had made the Yun npletely lose face. Therefore, although Ling Han’s body had not been found yet, having Yun Haoyang’s personal affirmation that Ling Han had to be dead, they began to release the news that Ling Han had been killed by the Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate of their n in order to restore the reputation of the Yun n.


    “Just a mere Eighth Heaven Celestial King, how could he possibly shake up the Yun n?”


    “As soon as a Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate makes a move, such a minor character will only be granted death.”


    “This is the consequence of angering the Yun n.”


    They bragged to their heart’s content,pletely forgetting the past when they had been blocked by Ling Han at their doorstep, and even the Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate had been unable to do anything about it.


    However, history ultimatelyy in the hands of the victors, and since Ling Han did not jump out to refute, many people gradually epted the “fact” that Ling Han was dead.


    The current Yun n was peaceful, a show of happiness and prosperity.


    As Ling Han had caused such a ruckus in the beginning, with the person himself being so legendary, it reached the point where some people would purposelye here to pay their respects and offer condolences. The Yun n could not prohibit it at all, and as time passed, the ce became a small town where many cultivators woulde daily tomemorate thest battle of the supreme freak of his generation, Ling Han, who had been defeated at this ce.


    When the trio including Ling Han had arrived, they were also taken aback by the sudden emergence of this small town located below the mountain, and became a little confused. What was going on?


    “Let’s check it out,” Ling Han said.


    They changed their appearance slightly. Now that Ling Han had returned to his true self, there was actually no need for him to conceal himself. If it wasn’t someone familiar looking, it would be impossible to connect him with his previous self. As for therge ck dog, he transformed into a human form, a mighty man who was seven feet tall, appearing quite formidable. It was just that his eyes were extremely vulgar—it was the essence of his character which could not be changed.


    Wally didn’t have to change anything, as his face had never been revealed before.


    The three “people” entered the town, and found that it was really lively, with restaurants, gambling houses, and even brothels, and people woulde and go like a stream.


    “Come and see,e and see, this is a stone stained with Lord Ling Han’s blood,” someone shouted at the side of the road. He had set up a stall filled with many stones, which were indeed stained with red blood.


    This call immediately attracted the attention of many people on the road, and they all went to surround him one by one.


    “Is it genuine?” someone enquired. There were too many people selling using the gimmick of Ling Han’s relics, and it turned out that most of them were fake.


    “Of course it’s genuine. Haven’t you sensed the powerful pressure emanating from the blood on the stone?” the man who had set up the stall immediately said proudly. “Although Lord Ling Han has fallen, he died at the hands of a Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate after all, and thus has absolutely lived up to his reputation of being freakish. Just imagine, if you can inherit a trace of his cultivation from Lord Ling Han’s ancient blood, you might be able to be the second Lord Ling Han in the future!”


    Indeed, this statement wasn’t false. A Celestial King’s blood contained the Celestial King’s martial intent, and by deduction, one could even probe into the secret of the Celestial King’s cultivation. A question remained… Was the blood on this stone really Ling Han’s?


    The onlookers were excited by the person who had set up the stall. To be the second Ling Han, this was such an amazing temptation.


    “How much?”


    One by one, many were asking.


    “1,000,000 Star Stones!” said the person who had set up the stall.


    Everyone was hesitant. 1,000,000 Star Stones wasn’t a small figure. Most of them were just minor characters of the Severing Mundane Tier. Seriously, it wasn’t easy to fork out 1,000,000 Star Stones.


    At this moment, an abrupt voice suddenly interrupted, “What ‘Lord Ling Han,’ he was just a piece of trash.”


    Everyone became extremely annoyed. Those who woulde here were people who had heard of Ling Han’s legend, and regarded him as their idol. Now that someone actually belittled their idol, it naturally made them very angry.


    They all turned their heads to look, only to see that it was a young man dressed in fine clothes. One could tell he hade from a powerful force or family with a single nce. No matter what, that kind of arrogance couldn’t be concealed.


    “Who are you? How dare you nder Lord Ling Han?” someone said angrily.


    The young man in fine clothes gave a cold look, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to press against that man. “Insolence, you dare to insult me, you must be tired of living.”