After the thrilling battle ended, everyone hurriedly rested.
Many people were seriously injured, and many people even died on the battlefield. Of course, the Yinhun paid a greater price. In the end, many saints took action together, causing a devastating blow to the Yinhun.
But after a person dies, his soul will go to the underworld, which is equivalent to adding combat power to the underworld out of thin air. But in the underworld, training a master has to be done step by step and takes a long time.
From this point of view alone, the earthly world cannot afford to waste it.
"What do you mean by this massive invasion of the underworld?" said the big black dog.
Ling Han, Big Black Dog, Xiao Qinglong, Ding Shu, and Chi Menghan formed a small alliance.
"Yes, this is really confusing." Ding Shu also held his head, unable to figure it out.
The purpose of launching a battlefield and competing for territory is nothing more than population and resources, but why does the Yinhun want the population and resources of the Yang world?
It is true that killing the Yang soul can increase the "population" of the underworld in a short period of time, but this is fishing in a dry lake. Only by maintaining the endless life of the Yang world can the underworld have a steady stream of new troops.
This is something that unenlightened Yin Hun can't imagine, but not even Yin Sage can't imagine.
Logically speaking, yin and yang are separated from each other, and each side keeps its side, and the water in the well does not interfere with the water in the river. This is the best result.
Why does one party want to violate the situation?
"There must be a big secret that we don't know about." Xiao Qinglong said seriously.
"Tch!" Everyone raised their middle fingers. This seemed to be very profound, but in fact it was nonsense.
"Also, the Yin Saint calls himself a chess piece. Could it be that an emperor appears in the underworld?" The big black dog touched his chin.
The information revealed by Jiuhua Yin Sage before was really hair-raising. If the saints are all chess pieces, then who is qualified to be a chess piece?
Great Emperor!
"It is impossible for an emperor to be born in the underworld." Chi Menghan said with certainty, "My ancestors have entered the underworld before, and I am 100% sure that there is no environment for becoming an emperor in the underworld."
The ancestor she mentioned must be the ancestor of Donglin.
Since the ancestor king said that it is impossible for a great emperor to be born in the underworld, it must be impossible. Since he has entered this field, he naturally has the most say.
"Could it be that the great emperor who transformed into the Dao entered the underworld after death and became an emperor in another way?" Ding Shu speculated.
Everyone nodded. Although there is no soil for becoming an emperor in the underworld, what if one already has the experience of becoming an emperor?
"Impossible." Chi Menghan still shook his head, "According to the ancestors, the emperor is too powerful. It is also true that once the ancestor king transforms into a Tao, his soul will be absorbed by the heaven and earth and become part of the rules of the heaven and earth."
"Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for a great emperor to appear in the underworld."
She said it categorically and absolutely.
This is the conclusion drawn by King Donglin, and it should be conclusive.
Everyone was scratching their heads and couldn't figure it out.
But even the saints are completely puzzled by how knowledgeable they all are. What conclusions can be drawn from Ling Han's true self realm and the spirit transformation realm?
"Forget it, let's quickly improve our strength." In the end, everyone could only say helplessly.
Ling Han smiled at Ding Shu: "Hey, when will you recognize me as big brother?"
"Bah, I haven't transformed into a spirit yet. As long as I don't transform into a spirit for a day, I will always have a glimmer of hope!" Ding Shu said with his neck held high.
Ling Han's face was full of doubts: "You won't stop breaking through the spirit transformation in this life just because you don't want to be my little brother, right?"
"Fuck you, I will definitely reach the tenth form!" Ding Shu clenched his fists with fighting spirit.
"hehe."
Everyone went back to rest, and Ling Han also wanted to adjust.
In this battle, he made a lot of money.
Killing Yin Souls in the Yang Realm will receive rewards from heaven and earth, and this time he has killed countless Yin Souls. With the destructive energy and his current terrifying combat power, the great Yin Souls in the Spirit Transformation Realm will also be killed by him.
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Therefore, the benefits he received were also amazing.
The damaged source of life has been completely repaired!
Of course, the reduced lifespan can never be recovered. This is the price he must pay for his rapid improvement in cultivation. There seems to be a rule of cause and effect. If you want to take shortcuts, you must pay something.
Ling Han could still afford to lose a thousand years of life.
"Now that the origin has been restored, I have no worries."
He didn't do that and used the Origin Dao Stone again, but looked forward to the next invasion of ghosts and the restoration of the origin to perfection. If he received another award, it would definitely help improve his cultivation.
A few days later, the ghost caused chaos again.
This time, the main battlefield was not on Planet 11, but there were also many ghosts coming. Ling Han killed countless enemies and received many awards from heaven and earth, and his cultivation level immediately improved significantly.
Cool!
Ling Han was full of expectations. After fighting here for a year and a half, he should be able to reach the end of the tenth form and be qualified to enter the spirit transformation realm.
Moreover, this is to improve your cultivation level in battle, so you don't have to worry about your cultivation level being too fast and your foundation being unstable.
Yin Hun's one small attack every three days, and one big attack every ten days, seems to be completely consuming countless years of accumulation.
The losses on the Yangjing side were great, but as long as those who survived, there was an astonishing improvement.
However, such benefits are not shared equally by everyone, because the ghosts are not harmed by the secret power. Only high-level energy and Tao principles can harm them. It is very difficult to deal with the ghosts in the true self realm.
Therefore, those who fight here must at least be in the true self state, generate elixirs, and cast tripods. Not only will they not get any benefits, but they will also lose their lives.
Suddenly, a year passed.
Ling Han has already cultivated the eighth true self to the tenth form, and only the last true self is left before he can reach the end of the true self realm.
"If Yinhun is still so cooperative, it will probably take another month." Ling Han smiled, really looking forward to it.
"Xiaohanzi!" the big black dog's voice came from outside.
"Huh?" Ling Han walked out.
"The ghost is here again!" the big black dog said excitedly.
For them, the invasion of ghosts is actually giving gifts, and if someone gives a gift, and it is a big gift, who would be unhappy?
"Okay, go out!"
Ling Han, the big black dog, the little green dragon, Chi Menghan and the seven milk babies went out together, which was another great opportunity to improve their cultivation.
Of course, the ghosts are not here purely to give gifts. Under their constant impact, the Yangjian side also suffered heavy losses. After all, not everyone is as powerful as Ling Han and the others.
Moreover, if he really encounters a powerful ghost, Ling Han can still launch Star Step and immediately lead people to escape. How many people can have such an advantage?
Everything was as usual. When Yang Jian determined the key target of the Yin Soul Army, a large number of saints and sages rushed over and started a massacre. The chaos was calmed down almost instantly.
But this time, it seems a little different.
The void suddenly tore open, and a long river was seen rolling in.