Fifty miles away to the north of the mountain range, Yu Ling leaned quietly on a large rock, looking down at the long knife in his hand that was soaked in purple light and full of cracks. He threw it on the snow and slowly sat down.

He could now accurately know that after crushing the soul cores of the forty-two Chahun tribesmen, their innate cold power would destroy a mysterious high-grade spiritual weapon.

The end of winter has gone back, and the little girl left in tears. This time Yu Ling did not coax her gently, but adopted an inhumane and cold attitude.

After all...if there was no one to look after Nian Yubai and the others, their situation would not be safe either.

However, he had already fought his way from the other end of the mountain range to this end, so no one would notice their hiding place anymore. Yu Ling couldn't believe that he was already so unlucky and would continue to be so unlucky.

Along the way, I don't know how many people were killed. Fortunately, the Shahun clan is a strange creature that is close to the soul body. There is no blood at all, so there is nothing else on Yuling's body except the stained snowflakes.

Boom, boom, boom.

He heard the slight trembling in the snow, and the boulder he was leaning on began to flutter with snow, sprinkling it all over him.

The sky covered in purple light was still gloomy, like countless dark clouds piling up above, with no trace of skylight visible.

However, Yu Ling was in a pretty good mood. Since he had delayed it for so long, the two of them should be safer. Unfortunately, he might not be able to survive this darkest moment before dawn.

In the distance, on the line of snow, a vast purple shadow suddenly appeared. The lineup was so neat that there was no fault in it, and as they arrived, the vibrations in the snow became more obvious.

Yu Ling also just learned that the ordinary people of the Chahun Clan are not that powerful, but the five thousand Chahuns they selected from a population of millions are the best of the best, and have been trained since childhood to be the most powerful.

Fighting machines are also the most proud weapon of the Chahun Clan. The funny thing is that the other five tribes don't know about it at all.

The weakest of the six races is such an ironic name.

Yu Ling rubbed the spiritual ring, and after searching for a long time, he could not see the high-grade Xuan-level spiritual weapon. Only the earth-level long sword that Shu Jinye gave him was left.

But now... he seems to have no strength to wield the weapon anymore, and he can't even stand up.

The soul power has long been exhausted, leaving only the last weak wisp, which is not enough to condense a soul refining talisman. It is just to ensure that he will not pass out directly, and the profound power has been almost squandered. As for that little bit,

The spiritual power has long since disappeared in front of the mysterious power.

The so-called poverty-stricken thing is like going back to the time when I just traveled through time.

When Yu Ling reluctantly stood up holding on to the big stone behind him, he was already surrounded by the group of warriors, and the formation was still impressively uniform.

To be precise, there were not even 5,000 people in front of them. After all, the group of people who went out to chase Jing Yue had not returned yet, and they didn't know what Jing Yue's current situation was.

She is probably not much better than him, after all, Jingyue is not even a soul master.

Kashe of the Soul Clan in the distance slowly walked up to Yu Ling and took a serious look at this miserable human soul master for the first time.

He is confident that this is definitely the most perfect sacrifice for this thousand-year festival. This human boy is so young, he may not even be eighteen years old, but his soul power is so powerful. There is nothing wrong with such an amazingly talented soul master.

Pick.

It was not in vain that he led his men around in the snow and hunted them down for so many days.

"Where are your two companions?" Kashe, a Chahun clan member, said with some regret.

Yu Ling sneered: "You are tracking based on the soul power this time, right? Since you didn't sense their existence, couldn't you guess what happened?"

Kashe of the Chahun tribe lamented: "Why bother? Instead of destroying your soul power and dying miserably, you might as well dedicate everything you have to the great Yin God. Being with God is a blessing that you can't achieve in ten thousand years."

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"That's nice to say. If it weren't for the fact that my soul power is useless now, do you think I can wait until you catch up?" Yu Ling said coldly.

All he can do now is to mislead them one last time. If the Chahun Clan thought that Nian Yubai and the others were dead, they would probably not send anyone to search again.

Kashe of the Chahun clan seemed to smile and continued to pass on the soul thought: "This is your luck. After the thousand-year ceremony, you will know the supreme glory you enjoy."

I really don’t understand why these guys who believe in Yin gods are all acting like crazy. Where is their logic?

However, even when he was about to die, he was still interested in thinking about logical issues, which was quite insane.

That uncomfortable cold aura spread like a tide again, sealing off all of Yu Ling's perceptions.

I don’t know if they are divided according to the external realm, what kind of strength should their gods such as Snow God and Yin God be considered?

It must be more than just a fantasy god.

Although the death method of being used as a sacrifice is a bit miserable, the death method of suicide does not seem to be much better. Moreover, people have a sense of luck. Even if the damn bottle in the soul sea is still there, the old god is still there.

Yu Ling still couldn't help but hope that it would move at the most critical moment.

He rarely counted on others. This time he placed all his hopes on a mysterious and uncontrollable bottle. Maybe he was really crazy.

If he could avoid dying, of course he wouldn't want to die, but if it was really that unlucky, then he would have no choice but to admit it.

Anyway, he was already dead, so he treated the extra years as earned.

In the darkness, Yu Ling's thoughts were chaotic, and countless pictures flickered before his eyes, but he couldn't catch any of them.

Memory is really a very strange thing. Obviously, more than thirty years on earth are so long, but his short few years in this world are more clear and profound, starting from the small mountain village in the Mingyu, to the Huayu, to the Ice

Everything in this domain is vivid in my mind, and the people and things I encountered are deeply engraved in my mind.

I hope you are all safe and sound.

I don't know how long it took, but the surrounding darkness suddenly receded. When Yu Ling opened her eyes, the surrounding scenery was completely different.

A purple figure with a vague face was very close at hand. He was neither wearing a royal robe nor a crown, but the inherent coercion above ten thousand people was clearly visible, like a majestic and unreachable mountain.

That Kashe from the Chahun clan was reporting something, and since he spoke directly in the language of the Chahun clan, Yu Ling couldn't understand a word of it.

The king of the Soul Clan nodded lightly, walked up to Yu Ling, and said in a vibrating voice: "In order to catch you this time, Yika has already gone one step ahead, and only locked the fluctuations of your soul power before he died.

, I didn’t expect that you had other means to resolve it. In the end, I summoned the power of the Yin God to capture your soul power aura. Countless people from our Chahun clan died, and the price paid was not small. You’d better not let it go.

I am disappointed."

...Why can he be so natural and confident when he says these words? The feeling is that the king of the Soul Clan is not in a normal mind, which is why the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

"Kashe, go get the Hunluo Fruit so that he can recover all his soul power before the Thousand-Year Ceremony, otherwise the Yin God will definitely not be satisfied with such a sacrifice."
Chapter completed!