Chapter 4221: Re-cultivating the four cultivation levels

Ling Han suddenly felt appreciation. Why couldn't he become an Ancestral King by copying the Imperial Scroll?

Because the Imperial Scroll would not allow one to fully comprehend the Dao of the Ancestral King, there were some mysteries that could not be explained through words or even in the form of seals, and could only be comprehended by oneself.

Thus, the Great Emperors had all walked out on their own, and not one of them had been taught.

He suppressed these thoughts, and fully comprehended the profoundness of the Imperial Scroll.

The Descending Heaven Holy Emperor was a descendant of the Tortoise Race, so logically speaking, the Black Tortoise being aligned with Earth, he should have been more skilled in the Regulations of Earth. However, in reality, the Holy Emperor had comprehended the Regulations of Water, reaching the pinnacle through the Regulations of Water.

However, Saints could use Regulations, but in the case of Great Emperors, they had already reached the extent of crushing Regulations. Thus, when one had reached the cultivation level of Great Emperors, they could easily use whatever Regulations they wanted, so what difference did it make?

The Imperial Scroll was the path that the Great Emperor had walked, and not the comprehension that the Great Emperor had experienced when he had been at his peak.

Ling Han sat as still as a rock. In the first two months, he did not have the slightest idea. The Imperial Scroll was like a heavenly book, and he did not know where to start at all.

"This really is like a tortoise. No matter how strong you are, you won't know where to exert your strength."

Ling Han mocked, then swept away all kinds of negative emotions. Using the Six Characters Bright King Curse to clear his mind, he began from the beginning again.

In the blink of an eye, another three months had passed.

Ling Han finally had some comprehension. Then, with endless enlightenment, he finally had a preliminary grasp of this Imperial Scroll.

He started from the Foundation Building Tier and started from the beginning again, determined to sweep aside all imperfections on the path of cultivation.

This step was naturally very fast. In a mere three days, he had completed the cultivation of the Foundation Building Tier, and advanced into the Cauldron Forging Tier.

The Cauldron Forging Tier took Ling Han nine days. Then, he stepped into the Core Formation Tier.

This took a long time. After spending one and a half months' time, he finally reached the True Self Tier again. Spending another month's time, he reached the end of the first form of the True Self Tier.

This time, he had already cultivated all the cultivation levels above Celestial Path, using the Imperial Scroll to re-cultivate.

"In terms of feeling... the total amount of mystical power has decreased by a whopping half!" Ling Han sensed for a moment, "However, mystical power has become more condensed, while my battle prowess has become slightly stronger."

For Ling Han, he did not have to worry that his mystical power would be exhausted. Thus, he was naturally very pleased to use the total amount in exchange for quality.

As expected of Imperial Scroll.

Ling Han nodded. It should be known that he had previously used the Saint Tier cultivation technique to temper his mystical power, but after he switched to cultivating the Imperial Technique, he could improve only so much, which meant that the Great Emperor Tier surpassed the Saint Tier by not just a little bit.

"However, there are only a total of eight chapters in the Imperial Scroll, and the highest scroll is the Saint Tier chapter, but there is no corresponding Great Emperor Tier chapter."

"That's true. No one can reach Emperor Tier after cultivating the Imperial Scroll. Then, what's the point of leaving behind the Great Emperor Tier chapter?"

"Let's cultivate the Ice Moon Saber."

Ling Han retrieved his tortoise shell. He had been studying the Imperial Scroll before, so he had already forgotten about the Ice Moon Saber. He needed to start over.

He took a look. The little azure dragon and the large black dog were still thinking hard. Obviously, he had already won in this comprehension contest.

The tortoise shell channeled, but it was still performing the Imperial Scroll. Ling Han couldn't stimulate it, so he could only wait patiently.

Not too long after, he began the comprehension of the Ice Moon Saber.

The Imperial Technique was an application of the Imperial Scroll. Thus, if one had grasped the Imperial Scroll, it was equivalent to having grasped the fundamentals, and it would become simple to develop the Imperial Technique.

It had only been nine days, and Ling Han had already made some progress.

Shua, he delivered a palm strike, and a heavenly saber appeared, slashing forwards.

Peng, this saber strike slashed into the great ocean, tearing a large hole in the great ocean, as

if that was not water, but rather a piece of tofu, and the ocean waters on either side were immediately frozen. It could be seen that Regulations were rippling.

What terrifying destructive power. It should be known that this was the mind of a Great Emperor!

In just an instant, the ice crumbled, and the sea calmed down. Everything returned to normal. But in the next instant, the tortoise shell lit up, releasing a light that wrapped around Ling

Han.

This scene was very familiar.

Ling Han hurriedly stretched out a hand to grab the little azure dragon and the large black dog. Sure enough, xiu, the tortoise shell brought him through the galaxy at an extremely fast speed, just like how he had been brought into the galaxy.

"Ah—" The little azure dragon and the large black dog were still comprehending the Imperial Scroll when they were awoken by such high-speed movements. They once again opened their mouths wide and released terrible screams.

'F*ck! Again!'

Xiu, in just an instant, they had already flown out of the Holy Emperor's corpse, and landed on the planet. Then, Ling Han only felt his grip loosen, and the tortoise shell flew out, once again shooting towards the Holy Emperor's corpse.

Xiu, xiu, xiu! One after another, figures were sent flying. They were the Imperial Sons and the others that were still in the corpse of the Holy Emperor.

Next, everyone could see that the corpse of the Holy Emperor in the skies was rapidly shrinking in size, so small that they could no longer see it with their naked eyes.

Only the Venerate Tier and Saint Tier elites could see that the corpse of the Holy Emperor had already shrunk to the size of a normal person. He was holding a tortoise shell in his arms, and then his entire body glowed. Xiu! Space split apart, and he directly entered. Then, the spatial fissure closed, and everything returned to normal.

Instantly, the Imperial Might that had been permeating the air all this while instantly

disappeared.

Ling Han understood. The Descending Heaven Holy Emperor had already completed his final obsession and passed on his cultivation technique. Thus, he buried himself in the Void.

"Wa!" The little azure dragon and the large black dog both vomited madly. This was f****** again; they couldn't take it.

"Let's go!" Ling Han grabbed the two of them and activated his Star Steps. He arrived at the Transfer Formation and immediately left.

With the threat of the Holy Emperor gone, he was sure that those Imperial Sons would definitely come to make trouble for him.

Xiu, xiu, xiu! After they had continuously travelled through a few galaxies, Ling Han finally

stopped.

On this trip, they had obtained the Imperial Scroll, as well as an Imperial Technique. It could

be considered a perfect ending - aside from the fact that the little azure dragon and the large

black dog had puked twice.

"Little Han, where are we going now?"

"Return to the Buddhist Race?"

The large black dog and little azure dragon asked one after another.

Ling Han thought for a moment, then said, "Let's go back to the Buddhist Race to take a look. We've left for a long time, so we should return to collect cultivation resources." "Hehe." The little azure dragon and the large black dog both snickered. If the Buddhist Race of the West Heavenly Realm found out about their true identities one day, who knew what their expressions would be.

"However, the matter of us obtaining the Holy Emperor's token has already been exposed. If we return to the Buddhist Race, will we be targeted?" the large black dog immediately said. Ling Han nodded and said, "We can't rule out that possibility. After all, the Buddhist Race of the West Heavenly Realm is not all that powerful, and those Imperial Clans dare to exert pressure on us. However, we only obtained the token of the Holy Emperor. Who can claim that we would definitely obtain the Imperial Scroll?"

"That's right. We didn't obtain the Imperial Scroll, and those Imperial Sons were all ahead of us. Even Sect Masters didn't gain anything, what more us." The little azure dragon spread its

hands.

"Come, let's go back."

They began to travel through the galaxy, and after spending close to two months' time, they finally returned to the Stainless Planet.

In this period of time, they would also occasionally connect to the Galaxy Network, paying attention to the changes in the situation, but the various great Imperial Clans remained silent, and did not speak.

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