"Okay, for what you said to Fang Yue, my demon clan is willing to give you another 30 million low-grade spiritual stones!"

Yin Shuai spoke boldly and generously.

Thirty million low-grade spiritual stones are certainly nothing to Yin Shuai, but to a small Xiantian-level shaman cultivator like Fang Yue, it is definitely a huge sum of money.

"Thank you Yin Shuai!"

Don’t give up the spiritual stones you get for free.

Fang Yue also understood that Yin Shuai was accepting a favor from him.

If they didn't leave behind 50% of the inheritance of the Erding Great Witch Tomb, they might not even be able to drink the soup from this Erding level witch tomb.

Fang Yue kept his promise and looted 50% of the Erding Great Witch's tomb.

The remaining 50% of the Erding shaman tombs are left, and there are almost more than 200 of them.

These are pieces of fat meat, extremely delicious, but there are a pack of wolves around!

"My demon clan is still willing to pay three million low-grade spiritual stones to get a chance to enter the tomb forest."

Yin Shuai spoke again with a firm tone.

This time, the saint of Qingwei Sect hesitated.

The last time the demons were allowed to enter, it was because they didn't know that the demons had necromancy skills that could be inherited by the great witch.

If the quota is sold to the demons again this time, it will be a crime of treason.

It is tantamount to giving up the opportunity of the human race.

"It seems a little bad to do this..."

The voices of Qingwei Sect saints arguing with Yin Shuai became more and more distant to Fang Yue. He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, silently chanting sutras, silently refining the many inheritances in his body.

Beside Fang Yue, Fairy Caiyun caressed her intentionally or unintentionally.

So that people around you don't dare to get close.

Although they were jealous of the inheritance and treasures Fang Yue had received, with Fairy Caiyun standing by his side, no one dared to move rashly.

Fang Yue refined the inheritances from the tombs of great witches one after another.

His foundation in witchcraft cultivation was so solid that it was beyond imagination.

He has practiced the two previous realms of shamanism hundreds of times, and each time he has a different understanding.

He has mastered all kinds of witchcraft methods that have disappeared in the long river of history.

While Fang Yue was settling, he suddenly sensed a faint spiritual wave coming from an unknown void.

This spiritual fluctuation was extremely weak, but it formed a calling voice, as if calling Fang Yue to go there.

Fang Yue opened his eyes, and a brilliant light appeared in his eyes.

When he looked in the direction where the mental fluctuation came from again, the mental fluctuation unexpectedly disappeared.

"That mental fluctuation gave me an inexplicable familiar feeling."

Fang Yue lowered his head and murmured to himself. He thought about it over and over again, but he couldn't figure out where this familiar feeling came from.

"You have reached the peak of Yiding's realm. If you don't break through, it will be difficult to make progress no matter how much inherited strength you gain."

Fairy Caiyun stood next to Fang Yue, looking into the distance with her beautiful eyes.

However, her spiritual message fell directly into Fang Yue's sea of ​​consciousness.

The words were clear, making Fang Yue feel emotional.

"Yeah! I know!"

Fang Yue also replied via spiritual transmission.

He felt the witchcraft power in his body surge like an ocean.

If we make a comparison, the witchcraft power in the body of an ordinary witch cultivator at the peak of Yiding is just a small ditch, while the witchcraft power in Fang Yue's body has reached the point where it is overflowing, like an endless ocean.

"Witchcraft's emphasis on breaking through realms is to do it naturally. Deliberately suppressing realms is not good. It happens naturally and logically. That is the most ideal way to break through realms."

Fairy Caiyun taught Fang Yue, and she conveyed her understanding of witchcraft to Fang Yue in the form of thoughts.

Although, this is only a small part of the information.

But it was enough for Fang Yue!

The way of witchcraft is the way of nature. Only when human spirit, energy and spirit are condensed can the power of witchcraft be formed.

The essence of witchcraft is just a kind of currency, which can be used to trade with ghosts and gods in the underworld and borrow endless help.

As for sacrifice, it is nothing more than transforming other powers into witchcraft to trade with gods and demons.

Witchcraft is the exchange of witchcraft power for the help of various powerful rules in the world.

This is Fairy Caiyun’s understanding of witchcraft. Maybe it’s right, maybe it’s wrong, maybe there’s no right or wrong at all.

But this realization is extremely important to Fang Yue.

Because Fang Yue grasped an essence of witchcraft and let nature take its course.

Fang Yue no longer suppressed himself and naturally broke through.

The so-called barrier in front of the great realm is a joke to Fang Yue.

The same obstacle, in front of the ants, is an insurmountable mountain, but at the feet of Kunpeng, it is just a low hill that can be easily overcome.

The realm breakthrough is not spectacular, there is no catastrophe, there is no vision, there is no such opportunity as the one who conquers the heaven and earth.

Fang Yue broke through naturally, like eating and drinking, quietly.

However, at the moment of breakthrough, Fang Yue felt as if he was integrated with the world.

He is this world, and this world is him.

Flowers bloom silently, green grass grows, eagles soar in the sky, and wild wolves pounce on rabbits.

Everything is so natural and harmonious, everything is in his mind.

The area enveloped by Fang Yue's spiritual thoughts suddenly increased tenfold.

This has nothing to do with the growth of Fang Yue's soul.

At the moment when he broke through, Fang Yue felt that he had a deeper understanding of spiritual substantivity.

This moment of realization represents a qualitative change tenfold in spiritual power.

The witch cauldron melted and was recast in an instant.

The black witch tripod turned into the color of white jade.

White jade is flawless, pure and clear.

The Wuding tripod shrank and fell into Fang Yue's hand, the size was as desired.

This is a new magical power born after Wu Ding's spiritual transformation.

"Help me!"

"Help me!"

Along with the transformation of Fang Yue's mental power, the familiar call became clear.

It evolved into a faint voice, which turned out to be a message for help.

Fang Yue's expression changed slightly, and he finally understood the source of this familiar aura.

This is a soul brewed in the earth, so when it sends out mental fluctuations, he will feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Who is it? He's trapped here!"

Fang Yue stood up.

Only five of the Erding shaman tombs were opened in the half hour of his breath adjustment breakthrough.

Two of them were opened by Yuluozi, who seemed to be the true successor of this witch tomb. His chanting of scriptures and two witch tombs resonated with his spirit.

The remnant soul of the great shaman in the tombstone floated out and became Yuluozi's protector.

There are also two shaman cultivators from two human races who resonated with each other and received inheritance.

The other one was forcibly conquered by the demons, but the methods used were not undead.

Facts have proved that there are no loopholes in the inheritance of witch tombs.

Those undead methods only summoned the remnant soul of the great witch. But they broke free from control in an instant and instantly killed the demon necromancers who were performing necromancy.

In the end, it was an inconspicuous member of the demon clan who was proficient in witchcraft and cultivation methods who obtained the inheritance of the tomb.

He relied on his profound understanding of witchcraft to gain the recognition of the Shaman Soul in the tomb.

Fang Yue woke up from sitting cross-legged, and all eyes fell on him.

The fact was a bit of a slap in the face. Even if Fang Yue left them a chance, they would not be able to accept it.

Fang Yue didn't pay attention to the emotions in those eyes. He just murmured to himself: "The deeper tomb is about to open!"
To be continued...