Plane Prison, Carlos Mansion Chamber of Secrets.

Seeing that the power of the two law elements around Jing Lei had disappeared, but Jing Lei's life breath was still there, Carl knew that the soul mutation had been successful.

It only took a year.

"This soul mutation, sure enough, the fewer clones, the faster the mutation."

"It's just not clear, if Jing Lei has another god clone in the future, will it become a three-soul mutation!"

Although soul mutation is difficult, there are still some of the countless planes in the Coiling Dragon World.

But the three soul mutations...

Countless years later, all the planes combined are only a handful.

Carl guessed that people who have successfully mutated their souls will probably have ten million times more difficulty in perceiving other laws than before the mutation, or they will not be able to comprehend other laws at all.

Carl shook his head, no longer thinking about it, even if Jing Lei was only a second soul mutation, he could almost deal with the Sea Clan.

After the mutation was successful, Jing Lei's soul began to grow stronger.

Seeing the process of soul mutation for the first time, Carl did not plan to use the soul gold bead to speed up Jing Lei's recovery.

One is the fear of causing other unexpected changes.

The second is that since the recovery has begun, it will be a bit of a waste to use the soul spirit bead again.

After all, the Soul Gold Orb is a treasure that can help increase the strength of the soul, but there is also an upper limit to the strength of the soul.

If Jing Lei's soul strength was already his current upper limit, the soul gold bead could only play a recovery role.

"Lord Jing Lei, you should be waking up soon." Karl whispered.

"Hmm!" Carlos said excitedly.

Now, even Carlos could detect the change in Jing Lei's soul.

…

Two months later, Jing Lei, who had been in a coma for more than 20,000 years, finally slowly opened his eyes.

Because he was in a coma for too long, Jing Lei, who had just opened his eyes, was confused in his eyes.

"I..."

"Alliance Leader!" Carlos snorted.

This million-year-old, the Grand Steward of the Alliance, a powerful median god, had a little moistness in his eyes.

It can be seen that he and Jing Lei do have a deep friendship.

"Carlos?"

It's a question, but it's also a certainty.

With the recognition of Carlos, the memories of 20,000 years of dusty appeared in Jing Lei's mind.

On Jing Lei's handsome face, the red flashed away.

"I actually... I almost trained myself to death. ”

The memory returned to normal, and Jing Lei naturally remembered the reason why he had made this appearance.

"Alliance leader, you have been in a coma for 20,000 years, if you don't show up again, the other middle gods in the alliance will be suspicious."

"Alliance leader, you too, cultivation must be gradual and gradual, how can you still hurt yourself, and you are still injured to this extent."

Hearing that he had injured himself, Jing Lei's face twitched slightly.

"Fortunately, I found out in time, and I also helped you hide it, saying to the outside world that you have been breaking through the last barrier in retreat."

"Alliance Leader, you are a member of hundreds of people in the Alliance, and even the billions of lives in the Lotgoya Continent will not be able to take such risks in the future."

Carl didn't say a word on the side, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he couldn't interject, he really couldn't imagine that Carlos, who had always been steady, would talk so much in front of Jing Lei, the leader of the alliance.

Carl unconsciously turned his eyes to Jing Lei, who had just woken up.

Jing Lei also happened to look at him.

Sure enough, there was also a trace of helplessness in Jing Lei's eyes.

Although the two only glanced at each other, they seemed to have reached a tacit understanding.

"Carlos!" Jing Lei asked in Karl's direction, "Who is this?" ”

"Oh, Alliance Leader, his name is Karl, and he has only come to the Holy Land in the last few thousand years."

"Carl is also a genius of the human race, but he is thousands of years old, and he already has two lower god clones."

"One of them is still a death rule of cultivation, and it is precisely Carl who has a death rule god clone that allows the alliance leader to wake up so quickly."

As soon as Carlos spoke, it was as if he couldn't finish speaking.

"Death Rules." Jing Lei's eyes lit up.

There are also god-level powerhouses in the Sea Clan who cultivate the rules of death, so that they can control the powerhouses on the continent with their souls.

It's just that there has been no strong person in the alliance who cultivates the rules of death, and even Jing Lei is the only one who is good at souls.

Otherwise, after his soul was damaged, Carlos could only use the magic array to hang Jing Lei's life, and he couldn't be saved for 20,000 years.

Later, Carlos talked in detail about some of the things that had happened in the past 20,000 years, including how to lure the two Sanctuary powerhouses of the Sea Clan and let Carl exercise soul control.

Carlos's detail, literally, is indeed detailed.

It's been two days since I finished speaking.

Jing Lei already felt a little tormented in his heart, but he also knew how much pressure he had brought to Carlos after being in a coma for 20,000 years, so he was embarrassed to interrupt him at all.

And he wanted to know about the events of 20,000 years, but he didn't dare not listen to Carlos's narration, so he could only listen to it with suffering.

Thankfully, Carlos is done.

Call!

Carl seemed to hear Jing Lei breathe a sigh of relief, but in the blink of an eye, Jing Lei was serious.

"Carlos, you go out and make arrangements for a banquet tomorrow." Jing Lei said softly.

"Oh!" Carlos was stunned.

It's time to arrange it.

Jing Lei is the soul of the Alliance, he has not appeared in the Alliance for 20,000 years, whether he has broken through to the upper god or not, he should show his face.

Moreover, some of the new faces, even if they only knew that there was an alliance leader, had never seen them at all, and they all lived nearby, and Jing Lei had become a legendary figure.

Carlos obeyed Jing Lei's instructions and went out to announce the banquet tomorrow.

Jing Lei finally showed a relaxed expression after Carlos left.

"Whew... Unexpectedly, this Carlos has not seen him for 20,000 years, and it has become even more chattering. ”

Carl laughed secretly in his heart, Carlos may have belonged to the kind of talker who has a lot of words, but Jing Lei is unconscious, Carlos should be afraid that he will accidentally say something, so he forced himself to become silent.

Now that Jing Lei has woken up, he can't vent.

"Brother Carl." Jing Lei said instead.

"Lord Jing Lei, this can't be helped." Carl waved his hand repeatedly.

Jing Lei is the leader of the alliance, he was originally a mid-rank god, and now that his soul has successfully mutated, I believe that he will soon have a combat power comparable to that of an ordinary high-ranking god.

Calling himself brother, what does this make the other median gods think.

"What's this, you are my savior, don't care what others do, you and my brother want to say in the future, you don't care about other people." Jing Lei also instantly understood Carl's scruples.

With a big wave of his hand, Carl didn't care what other people thought.

"Moreover, I also heard Carlos say that with your talent, it won't take long to become a mid-level god."

Carl has a death rule god clone, and he is already good at souls, no matter that clone breaks through first, plus his zombie physique, even if he is in the middle god, he is not a weak existence.

"Eh, Brother Jing Lei."

Carl has never doubted whether he can become a median god, and when he saw Jing Lei say this, he recognized this big brother.