Though Ling Han's words were a little exaggerated, they were not without reason.
Though this living soul was not strong, and the black energy was not very strong either, just that little bit was enough to wound them, and even if they were only slightly injured, it would cause a change in the comparison of strength between the two great Sect Master yang soul yin souls.
Once the balance was broken, it would be impossible for them to continue cooperating. Instead, they would fight to the death.
"Thus, you all had best go and reap the rewards of your subordinates," Ling Han once again tossed out his suggestion.
The Western Desert King and Heavenly River King looked at each other, both unwilling.
Let the living souls escape?
It would be a pity to let go of such a delicious dessert. Furthermore, this was also a matter of pride.
But Ling Han was right. This would lead to a stalemate.
The two great Yin souls were both resolute. They had been preparing for this battle for a very long ti, and definitely could not allow a mishap to happen just because of two re living souls.
Let's go.
Ling Han breathed a sigh of relief. He looked toward Chi nghan, only to discover that she was also drenched in cold sweat. This was despite the fact that they were both in spirit form.
They didn't dare to stay any longer. In any case, they had already successfully raised the strength of their souls to the Spiritual Transformation Tier. Now that they had achieved their goal, there was naturally no need for them to stay any longer.
The two of them turned around, and arrived at the place where they had first entered. After sending out a signal, the elite of the Donglin Imperial Clan imdiately controlled the green-skinned gourd, and sucked out their souls.
Instantly, Ling Han discovered that his body was light and airy, as if he could not be restrained at all, and was naturally incredibly close with the heaven and earth.
He had absolutely no wish to return to his own body. That would cause him to be heavily bound.
But the mont this thought arose, he hurriedly suppressed it.
Without the support of his physical body, how was he supposed to cultivate?
If there was only a soul, he would be like duckweed without roots, and could not be maintained for long.
He hurriedly returned to his physical body and fused into his mind. Instantly, he felt a swelling pain in his mind, as if it was about to explode.
This was very normal. His spirit had suddenly advanced from the Core Formation Tier to the Spiritual Transformation Tier. It was much, much stronger, and the mind was still unable to adapt to it.
His entire body was glowing. His soul was too powerful, surpassing the cultivation level of the physical body, as if it was about to burst out.
Ling Han worked hard for a long ti, and finally allowed his body to accommodate his soul. However, if he wanted to completely fuse with his body like before, he still needed so ti.
"Why hasn't our prized heir returned yet?" soone shouted loudly.
This was a Dao Protector. He looked indescribably old, and was definitely not a prodigy that had co this ti.
"Why hasn't the Dao Child of our sect woken up for so long?" another Dao Protector cried out in grief.
Obviously, the souls of these people had all been obliterated in the Netherworld, and it was eternally impossible for them to co back to life.
The Donglin Imperial Clan only expressed regret about this. As for compensation, they didn't ntion it at all.
They had already expressed that it was extrely dangerous to enter into the Netherworld, and anyone who entered would bear the consequences.
If this were any other force, the likes of the Soaring Snake Holy Land and the Three Flowers Sect would definitely not let the matter go. However, this was the Imperial Clan, so who dared to behave atrociously? Wouldn't they be afraid that the Saint of this clan would appear and destroy everything?
Thus, they naturally could only swallow this humiliation.
Ling Han and Chi nghan were the last to return, but they weren't too late either. Because ti passed differently, even if they stayed in the Netherworld for a few dozen more days, only a few days had passed here.
As long as they could co back alive, they would all receive great benefits. The strength of their souls would at least reach the level of the True Self Tier.
This couldn't help them advance their battle prowess to the True Self Tier, but it did help them establish a firm foundation in advance. In the future, once they advanced to the True Self Tier, their battle prowess would definitely be able to crush their peers.
None of the kickass prodigies died, such as Sha Yang, Yi Yuanrong, Zhu Yixiu. They all received astonishing benefits, their whole person exuding light, as if they could take that crucial step at any ti, and advance into the True Self Tier.
"Brother Ding, welco back," Shen Yutang said to Ling Han with a smile as he walked over. Ling Han also nodded. He glanced at this guy, and felt that this person was becoming deeper and deeper. His aura was hidden, and he was hiding his strength.
"Hahaha, young friends, congratulations on your return. You can be considered to have passed the second round of the assessnt," the old Sect Master of the Donglin Imperial Clan said. He glanced at each of them, but his gaze lingered on Ling Han for a mont longer. Though it was really a very negligible instant, Ling Han could still sense it.
"Next, it will be the final test."
The old Sect Master smiled calmly, "It just so happens that a mother tree of our clan has ripened, and a total of seven fruits can be plucked. Thus, this ti, we plan to invite seven young friends to enter into our clan, and share the celestial fruits with us."
Mother tree!
Instantly, everyone's eyes lit up. This was the mother tree, sothing that a planet could only nurture one of. That was at least a Venerate Tier Celestial Plant, so just how nutritious would the fruits it produced be?
However, there were only seven spots!
Everyone looked at each other. anwhile, those prodigies of consummate level Core Formation Tier smiled. These seven people would definitely only co from among them.
"In martial arts, though strength is the most important, one also has to see potential. You can't think that you're definitely the strongest just because you've cultivated a few years earlier and have a higher cultivation level." The old Sect Master spoke again, "So, next, please attack with all your might on the Black Heaven Stone."
"This Black Heaven Stone was created by a Saint of our clan. It can examine the cultivation level, age, and battle prowess of the user in a comprehensive manner, and ultimately obtain a
potential value."
"This may not be the most accurate, but the gap would not be too far."
Hearing his words, those Core Formation Tier cultivators who were at the consummate level all frowned, while those who were at a lower cultivation level smiled.
In a comparison of strength, with a higher cultivation level, it was indeed very difficult to compensate for the difference. However, this was a comparison of potential, and that was a
different story.
They were all supre prodigies, so who would be afraid of who?
Very soon, a large rock was brought over. It looked very ordinary.
The old Sect Master smiled calmly, and said, "This is the stone that the Saint of our clan has been sitting on to comprehend Dao. At first, it was very ordinary, but in the end, it has beco a precious treasure. You all can use your full power to attack it. The potential value is shown in terms of the number of stars you have. The more stars you have, the higher your potential."
"Dare I ask, senior, how many stars would qualify?" soone asked.
The old Sect Master pondered for a mont, then said, "Those who have reached Three Stars in the test of our Clan, the lowest accomplishnt would be Sect Master, and those who have reached Five Stars have all beco Venerate Tier."
This involuntarily caused everyone's interest to be piqued. Though they all firmly believed that they could beco Venerates, having such clear proof could still make them more
confident.
"Senior, may I know how many Stars can the most prodigious prodigy of your noble clan blast out?" another person asked.
The old Sect Master's eyes involuntarily lit up. He seed to have thought of soone, and a relieved expression appeared on his face, "In our race, the strongest person has lit up seven
stars!"
Hiss, if he could beco a Venerate with a result of five Stars, then seven Stars... could he
beco a Saint?
Who was it?
The old Sect Master smiled calmly, "Becoming a Saint does not only require potential, but also luck. Thus, it is not certain. It is not definite."
Though he said that it was not definite, that smug look on his face clearly signified that he
was extrely proud.
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