Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Great Yin God

Not long after the people from Xuanding Gate and Wudumen left, the sky began to darken.

In the camp, the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect drank heartily to celebrate the victory of this great competition, and many people were drunk under the excitement. In the Stone Formation, Ye Chuan was still sitting cross-legged on a boulder motionless, looking at the unrecognizable earth and losing his mind.

Millions of years ago, he was the Great Sage who dominated this land, and the Ancestor of the Cloud Mist Sect, the Ghost Hand Medicine King, was just an entourage by his side.

Millions of years later, he escaped from the Valley of the Burial Gods, and the once familiar ground was unrecognizable. The Ghost Hand Medicine King and other entourages were all gone, and he became a disciple of the Cloud Mist Sect.

"Creation makes people, this is life?"

Ye Chuan muttered to himself, his eyes fell on the crack in the stone at his feet, where a small green sprout emerged.

The bare eagle's beak cliff is not a single grass, and no demon beast can survive here, but there is always some life, growing in the corners that no one notices, or growing on the hardest stones.

Death is the beginning of another life, another new reincarnation!

Ye Chuan sat still, and after the vicissitudes of life, a mysterious feeling came to his heart. The power fluctuations in the body suddenly and naturally climbed, like the tides of the sea, wave after wave. When the power fluctuation climbed to the peak, Ye Chuan took out the last Thousand Yang Pill in his arms and swallowed it, and the power fluctuation that was about to fall boiled, boiling, roaring and continuing to soar, rising steadily.

The sound of clicking, clicking came from Ye Chuan's body, the blood boiled, and the dragon-shaped sky-swallowing talisman rotated rapidly, drumming out surging and tumbling yang energy. In the end, there was a bang and the body shook, and the spirit soared into the sky.

The night was dark and gloomy over the earth.

The wind was cold, and it hurt faintly on the face.

Ye Chuan was out of his body, and it was also at night, but his soul was completely free from the discomfort and uneasiness he had before. On the contrary, there was a feeling like a fish entering the water, and there was an extra cyclone in the body, and there were faint signs of condensing the second heaven-swallowing talisman.

Monk one!

On the eagle's beak cliff where the cold wind was howling, Ye Chuan suddenly felt a feeling, let go of the suppression, and swallowed the Thousand Yang Pill to help the power fluctuations climb to the fullest, and broke through to the monk realm in one go. After millions of years, I have truly stepped into the threshold of cultivation again, and many supernatural powers can finally be cultivated and displayed again.

Roar!

The people in the camp didn't hear anything, but there was a sudden tingling in their eardrums.

Ye Chuan's divine soul soared into the sky, and suddenly there was a roar, and the air around him twisted and rippled, spreading out in circles. The mountains were full of fallen leaves, and they were suddenly swept into the air by an invisible force, boiling.

Great Yin God!

Divine Soul Night Tour, commonly known as the Yin God, can exert various magical powers when breaking through to the monk realm, and the Yin God who is no longer afraid of the night and cold wind will jump to the Great Yin God!

In millions of years, the turmoil in the wild world has undergone several upheavals, and many supernatural powers have been lost. Ordinary monks are very secretive about the night tour of the divine soul, even if the soul is out of the body, there is no supernatural power, it is just a night tour of the divine soul. Ye Chuan is different, he has broken through to the monk realm, and he doesn't have to take action in person, just by going out of his body, he can use all kinds of magical powers.

Halfway up the mountain, in a cave where he couldn't see his five fingers, Jin Zhikun, the master of the Alchemy Hall, suddenly changed his face, and his blood and qi were tumbling like a great enemy. I can't see where the enemy is, I don't even know what's going on, but my eyebrows are pounding and my heart is uneasy. The next moment, he rushed out of the cave and flew away, panicking away from the eagle's beak cliff behind him. As soon as the front foot left, a golden light flashed in the cave where he was hiding, and a golden cicada came and went like the wind.

In the camp, the second elder Nangong Ren, who was meditating cross-legged in the tent, suddenly opened his eyes and sensed the spirit of Ye Chuan who was rolling in the air, and suddenly changed color.

Under a mountain stream where a cold wind was howling, a figure more than three meters tall suddenly rushed out, and the horned demon Nagus also woke up from his meditation.

"A monk, he has just broken through to the monk realm and has such power, could it be that Ye Chuan is really the reincarnation of an ancient demon god?"

With a flash of golden light, the Golden Cicada King submerged into the chaotic stone formation and returned to Ye Chuan's side.

"Old fellow, you're pretty fast!"

Ye Chuan said lightly and opened his eyes. As soon as his mind moved, the spirit descended from the sky and merged with the body, the blue lotus lamp flew out of the body and hung above his head, and the white-haired pig and the little cockroach came out one after another.

Breaking through to the monk realm, Ye Chuan's cultivation has made great progress, and the Qinglian Lantern has also undergone a mutation.

Compared with the original, the oil lamp obtained in the Valley of the Burial God had more runes, and the light shone on the body, no longer warm, but a little hot, which made people's blood tumbling and surging with war. The three little ones are also different, their minds are nimble and react much faster, and they seem to have opened up their intelligence.

The Golden Cicada King changed the most, and the two small bulges on his back completely unfolded, transforming into a six-winged golden cicada, which was faster than many flying swords. The white-haired pig is still so cute, lazy and naïve, and when he is not mad, he is a well-behaved little pet, but after a closer look, it is less and less like an ordinary wild boar. Even the small cockroach that can be seen everywhere, after staying in the Qinglian lantern for a few days, seems to be different from ordinary cockroaches, with its wings folded to burrow into the ground, and its wings spread to fly far in the air.

It's just a cockroach, nothing strange and there is no value in careful cultivation, originally, Ye Chuan was ready to throw away this little cockroach, hesitated for a moment, and left this little guy behind. Prepare to see what changes this little guy will have next, so as to understand more mysteries of the Qinglian lantern.

"Go ahead, find me before dawn!"

Ye Chuan gave a faint order, closed his eyes again, and the three little guys went down the mountain separately, looking for the whereabouts of Jin Zhikun, the master of the Alchemy Hall.

Breaking through to the monk realm, the sensing range of the divine soul has greatly increased. With the help of these three little guys, the limit sensing range of Ye Chuan's divine soul can be extended to nearly a hundred miles, and he can gain insight into the surrounding wind and grass.

The hall master of the Alchemy Hall, Jin Zhikun, is gone, but Aesop is still there, tied up and locked up in the camp. When he returned to the sect for public interrogation, he was sure that it was over, and Jin Zhikun, the hall master of the Alchemy Hall who conspired with him, and even the three elders hidden behind the scenes, would these two old guys sit still and wait for death?

Absolutely not!

If it were Ye Chuan himself, he would definitely not sit still. There are two solutions, either get Aesop out or kill him!

Ye Chuan sat cross-legged and did not move, but he was carefully calculating in his heart, behind the fact that things were like gods, there were calculations and layouts that ordinary people could not do again and again.

Compared with the previous life, Ye Chuan's cultivation in the monk realm is nothing, and he has just really stepped into the threshold of cultivation, but he is more handy in calculating and arranging. All the guys who prevent him from stepping back on the top, whether it is a head-on block or a conspiracy, they will all be crushed!

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