If it weren't for Sorohar's strong mental power, he might have scolded him directly.
At this time, Chen Yang, who was going deep into the spiritual realm, discovered a very important problem.
That's a token of his body, seems to be building some kind of connection?
Chen Yang took out the token and put it on the palm of his hand, and immediately felt a special power.
This kind of power is just like...the feeling when controlling a bronze tripod!
However, the power in the token is like a ladle of water in a big begonia. Chen Yang would not have been able to detect it if he had not observed it carefully.
"It seems that there is something special about this token!"
At first, Chen Yang always felt that the token was just a mark of the spiritual realm.
But later, after learning more about it, Chen Yang realized that the token was actually a very special product.
Every time the spiritual realm is opened, most forces only have one or two tokens.
But this kind of thing can be recycled.
No one knows the origin of this thing, but starting from the spiritual realm, all the forces in the earth have this token.
It wasn't until Chen Yang used the spirit stone to pry open the waiter's mouth that he found out.
Spiritual realm tokens may be special existences for most forces.
But for the major forces in the world, this thing... was distributed by them.
And these major forces are all extremely powerful races before the attack by the demon from outside the territory.
Forces like Yaodu Mansion, which developed later, are not within this scope.
"The Winged Clan of the Winged God is rumored to be one of the ancient forces."
Chen Yang thought of all the stories told by the waiter and had his own guess in his mind.
The Wing Clan and other ancient forces hold most of the quotas in their own hands. As for the rest, why should they be given to others?
Maybe it's to let them explore... to be precise, to serve as cannon fodder!
Just as Chen Yang was thinking, a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared.
A sound of thunder appeared behind Chen Yang.
Everyone turned to look, and there was only a pile of black soil left at that location.
No one grabbed the spiritual stones and various things that were left aside.
Beixuan took the opportunity to catch up with Chen Yang and said in shock: "A person at the eighth level of Hedan... was struck to death by a thunder!"
"Even the space treasures on my body exploded directly!"
"Is this what happens if you don't have a token?"
Chen Yang slowly shook his head: "I don't know either."
"According to what the waiter said before, after the spiritual energy storm disappears, you can come in without a token."
"I forgot to ask other questions..."
An eighth-level Hedan died behind everyone without saying a word.
Even Chen Yang felt a burst of emotion in his heart.
Eight levels of Hedan!
If placed in any small force, he would definitely be a king-like existence.
Even if he is in Demon Capital Mansion, he will definitely be the right hand man of the Master of Demon Capital Mansion.
But now... he died quietly.
No one even collected the body for him!
While several people followed in silence, Chen Yang suddenly stopped Beixuan and others.
"There's a situation!"
Beixuan looked at Chen Yang in confusion. Nothing happened in front of him. Shengyue Shenzun and the others were about to leave their sight!
But the next second, thousands of thunders sounded across the sky and the earth.
However, although the momentum is huge, it is not as scary as before.
"It's not thunder, it's formation!"
Ruan Dongjun immediately noticed something was wrong with this thunder.
