Although what Ling Han said was a bit exaggerated, it was not unreasonable.
Although this yang soul is not strong, and the black energy is not very powerful, just a little bit is enough to hurt them, and even if they are hurt just a little bit, it will change the strength comparison of the two leader-level yin souls.
Once the balance is destroyed, they will no longer be able to cooperate, but will fight to the death.
"So, you should go ahead and harvest your own men." Ling Han expressed his opinion again.
King Ximo and King Hechen looked at each other, both feeling unwilling.
Let Yanghun escape?
It would be a pity to let such a delicious dessert go, and there is also a face issue.
But Ling was right, this would create a deadlock.
The two Yin spirits are decisive. They have been brewing this war for a long time, and they must not let any mistakes happen just because of the two Yang spirits.
Walk.
Ling Han breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Chi Menghan, and found that the other party was also broken into a cold sweat, even though they were now soul bodies.
They didn't dare to stay any longer. Anyway, they had successfully raised the strength of their soul body to the spirit transformation state and achieved their goal, so there was no need to stay any longer.
The two people turned around and came to the place where they first entered. After giving the signal, the strong man from the Donglin Imperial Clan immediately controlled the green-skinned gourd and sucked out the souls of the two people.
Suddenly, Ling Han found that his body was light and airy, as if he could not be restrained by anything, and he was extremely close to the nature of heaven and earth.
He doesn't want to return to his body at all, which will put him under heavy constraints.
But with this thought, he quickly suppressed it.
Without the support of the physical body, how can he still practice?
Only the soul is rootless and cannot last long.
He quickly returned to his physical body and merged into the sea of consciousness. Suddenly, he felt that the sea of consciousness was swelling and painful, as if it was about to explode.
This is normal. His soul body was suddenly upgraded from the elixir-generating realm to the spirit-transforming realm. It was too powerful and the sea of consciousness could not adapt to it.
His whole body was glowing, and his soul was so powerful that it transcended the realm of the physical body and seemed to burst out.
Ling Han worked hard for a long time and finally allowed his body to accommodate his soul, but it would still take some time to fully integrate it like before.
"Why hasn't our Qilin'er returned yet?" someone shouted.
This is a protector. He looks too old to be true. He definitely cannot be the genius who came this time.
"How come the Taoist disciple I taught hasn't woken up yet?" Another Taoist protector cried out sadly.
Obviously, the souls of these people were destroyed in the underworld and will never be able to live again.
The Donglin Imperial Clan only expressed regret for this, and did not mention a word about not wanting to compensate them.
They have already stated that entering the underworld is extremely dangerous and the consequences are at your own risk.
This would have to be replaced by other forces. It is estimated that in the Tengshe Holy Land, the Sanhua Sect and others will definitely not give up, but this is the Imperial Clan, who dares to act wild? Aren't you afraid that a saint from this clan will appear and wipe out everything?
Therefore, this naturally only results in knocking out teeth and swallowing blood.
Ling Han and Chi Menghan were the last to return, but they were not too late. Because the time flow was different, even if they stayed in the underworld for dozens of days, only a few days had passed here.
As long as you can come back alive, you will have received great benefits, and your soul strength will at least reach the realm of your true self.
This cannot allow their combat power to reach the True Self Realm, but it has laid a solid foundation in advance. Once they enter the True Self Realm in the future, their combat power will definitely crush their peers.
There are no outstanding geniuses, such as Sha Yang, Yi Yuanrong, and Zhu Yixiu. They have all received amazing benefits. Their whole beings are radiating, as if they can take that crucial step at any time and advance towards the real world.
Let me go.
"Brother Ding, welcome back." Shen Yutang walked over and smiled at Ling Han.
Ling Han also nodded and glanced at this guy, only to feel that this guy was getting deeper and deeper, with a deep and hidden aura.
"Hahaha, friends, congratulations on your return. You have passed the second round of assessment." The old leader of the Donglin Imperial Clan said. He glanced at everyone, but Ling Han's body was different.
It was to stay a little longer. Even though it was a very small moment, Ling Han felt it sensitively.
"The next step is the final test."
The old leader smiled and said: "There happens to be a mother tree in our clan that has matured fruit and can pick seven fruits in total. Therefore, this time I plan to invite seven children into our clan to taste the fairy fruit together."
Mother tree!
Suddenly, everyone's eyes lit up. Mother tree, a star can only give birth to one plant. That is at least a venerable-level fairy plant. How nourishing are the fruits it produces?
However, there are only seven places!
Everyone looked at each other, and those geniuses who had perfected their elixirs showed smiles. These seven people must have been born from among them.
"Martial arts, although strength is valued, we must also see potential. We cannot think that we must be the strongest just because we have practiced for a few years and are at a higher level." The old leader spoke again, "So, I will ask you next.
Everyone, bombard the Xuantian Stone with all your strength."
"This Xuantian Stone was made by a saint of our clan. It can combine the tester's cultivation, age, and combat power to finally arrive at a potential value."
"It may not be the most accurate, but it's not too far off."
After hearing what he said, those who were in the Perfect Pill Formation frowned, while those in the lower realm smiled.
Compared with strength, the realm is one level higher, and it is indeed difficult to bring it back. However, this is a comparison of potential, which is different.
They are all supreme geniuses, who is afraid of whom?
Soon, a big stone was moved over, which looked ordinary.
The old leader smiled and said: "This is the stone where the saint of our clan has been sitting cross-legged and enlightening. It was originally ordinary, but in the end it turned into a treasure. Even if you bombard it with all your strength, the potential value is shown by the number of stars. The more stars, the higher the number.
The more, the higher the potential.”
"I dare to ask senior, how many stars are needed to be qualified?" someone asked.
The old leader pondered for a while and said: "Any tester from our clan who reaches three stars will have a minimum achievement of leader level, and those with five stars will all become venerable."
This can't help but make everyone interested. Although they all firmly believe that they can become immortals, having such proof can still make them more confident.
"Senior, I wonder how many stars the most talented person in the nobility can achieve?" someone else asked.
The old leader couldn't help but his eyes lit up, as if he thought of someone, which made him look relieved: "In my clan, the strongest person lit up the Seven Stars!"
Hiss, five stars can make you a saint, but seven stars... can you become a saint?
Who is it?
The old leader smiled: "Becoming a saint requires not only potential, but also luck. So, not necessarily, not necessarily."
Although he said he was not sure, his proud look clearly showed that he was extremely proud.