Well, Ye Xiangyang found that these two people were moving forward on the ropes and felt incredible.
Not to mention the masters of the throne, even the masters of the martial arts sect can fly in the air, and the masters of the venerable sect can travel through space, so why do they have to step on ropes
Kong Yu saw Ye Xiangyang's doubts and communicated with him through his spiritual power: "Kong Ming, this is a special place. The reason we were able to pass through here unimpeded just now is because it was just opened before we set off. Otherwise, even a peak nine-star emperor would not be able to enter."
"The rocks here are a billion times harder than the ordinary rocks on the Xuanwu Continent. Even if it is a top-grade earth-level treasure, it is not easy to chop a piece of stone from it."
"Another thing is that the Emperor must not enter the Soul Source. Otherwise, the Emperor will be trapped in the Soul Source and sacrificed there."
"There is a special attraction in the source of souls. If you want to fly over quickly, it is extremely difficult. It is for this reason that a powerful person created this rope connecting the mountains."
Ye Xiangyang nodded. The Xuanwu Continent was truly amazing, with endless mysterious places and countless unexpected and strange areas. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that the Xuanwu Continent was able to produce various races and different types of residents.
After they pass by, they stop and follow.
When he reached the opposite mountain, Ye Xiangyang discovered that his mental power could not reach the opposite peak. This meant that he had no idea where and how they mined stones and how they refined tools.
There was only the rumbling sound of stones hitting each other, like thunder in a valley, rumbling and echoing in this mysterious valley, shaking people's souls.
People were all sitting cross-legged, and no one was wavering their mental power towards the two mountains. It was a waste of effort. No matter who it was, their mental power could not penetrate a distance of a hundred feet at the source of the soul. The mountain they were on and the opposite mountain were definitely more than a hundred feet away.
Rumble, rumble, the sound like muffled thunder echoed slowly and endlessly in the valley.
Ye Xiangyang was horrified. You know, the Mountain-Breaking Axe and the Sky-Shattering Bomb are both treasures weighing billions of pounds. Under the influence of a force of hundreds of billions of pounds, they can produce a huge destructive force of hundreds of billions of pounds. Could it be that the stones here can withstand such a strong force
He stretched out his hand and grabbed a stone. Without using the power of his bloodline, he added his own strength bit by bit. With the power of four hundred dragons and all his strength, the stone did not shake at all.
My God, what kind of rock is this? It has such a strange hardness.
The Source of Soul is open for a total of five days. On the first day, an instrument for collecting the Source of Soul is manufactured. On the second day, a large formation is set up on the instrument. On the third day, a pill competition is held to determine the winner. On the fourth day, the things are placed inside the Source of Soul, and at the same time, the treasures inside the Source of Soul are searched for.
Ye Xiangyang quietly used a trace of the Wu turtle's bloodline. A drop of blood entered the middle of the rock. The rock seemed to melt, and it was broken by him in an instant with a snap.
Ye Xiangyang's heart also trembled. He didn't know whether it was because the Xuanwu continent was all changing because of the Xuanwu, or because the Xuanwu bloodline was extremely powerful, and the blood had magical powers that he could not imagine.
He was surprised, and what surprised him most were the people around Ye Xiangyang.
The Source of Souls has a history of millions of years, and I have been here more than a thousand times in these millions of years. Here, emperors and strong men cannot use the laws of heaven and earth, especially in the valley of the Source of Souls. Even if you are at the peak of the Nine Stars, as long as you use the laws of heaven and earth, you will never be able to come out of the valley.
As for other places, if the throne wanted to remove a stone inside, it would be wishful thinking and absolutely impossible without the help of heavy weapons.
What did they see now? Ye Xiangyang broke off a piece with his bare hands. How could this be possible
Ye Xiangyang quietly placed the stone into the Nine-cornered Black Tortoise Cauldron.
Xuanwu was observing the stone, meditating on something in his mind. Other spirits and Emperor Leili, Emperor Rainbow, King Tianmihan and others could not understand, but they could see that Xuanwu was thinking.
The consciousness of the artifact spirit Xuanwu gradually penetrated into the stone, as if exploring the secrets of the stone. It was just like our archaeological team members, investigating ancient tombs, analyzing the fossils bit by bit.
Slowly, a little bit of impurities were removed, and what appeared in everyone's eyes was a small piece of bone. Yes, it was a small piece of bone.
On the surface, Xuanwu is a turtle and a black snake, but in fact, they are one. Otherwise, it would not be able to form the shape of a turtle and snake entwined.
The four sacred beasts: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise. Why only Black Tortoise has this special appearance is because he controls the two elements of water and earth.
Stone is just a type of earth element.
Why is this the source of the soul? Xuanwu slowly found the answer in his mind. It is because this is the area where Xuanwu's brain was located when he changed the continent.
At the same time, he also understood why the ghost clan was eerie and strange, and shrouded in black fog. That was because the ghost clan was transformed from the spiritual power of the black snake. The black snake was at the bottom of the endless sea. After experiencing a long time, the darkness of the seabed had sunk into his blood.
The reason why the spirit race is full of vitality is because the spirit race is transformed by the spiritual power of the martial turtle.
This area is where the Black Snake Warrior Turtle’s mind is connected.
Millions of years have passed, and even the continent has changed dramatically. This area has become unrecognizable. However, as Xuanwu is a powerful being with divine cultivation, every region has its own special role.
"Ye Xiangyang, this is Xuanwu's mind. The source of the soul is probably the most important part of Xuanwu's mind. When you go down, you must pay attention. There may be unexpected gains here."
The spirit of the weapon, Xuanwu, quietly passed on the thought.
Ye Xiangyang's spirits were lifted. He never thought that the secret area between the ghost tribe and the spirit tribe was where he would have a great opportunity.
Hiss—Ye Xiangyang cheered up and took a long breath.
The spirit of the weapon, Xuanwu, deduced that this was the place in Xuanwu's mind. What kind of secrets were there, he really needed to explore it himself.
The future is broad, the future is mysterious, and everything is an unknown.
At night, according to the time calculation, it should be night time now.
Ye Xiangyang felt the rope connecting his side to the mountain peak shaking, which meant that Ling Chao had already made the equipment and returned from the other side of the mountain.
After five hours of sleepless fighting, a rumbling sound like thunder came from the mountain peak, and the falling rocks in the deep mountain stream also made a rolling sound.
Now, the sound has stopped, which means they have finished making the vessel.
Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, Ling Chao and his deputy came back carrying a huge black stone that was twelve meters long, nine meters thick, and big at one end and small at the other.
The spirits cheered, they succeeded. Ling Chao finally made a treasure that could collect the essence of souls within five hours.
They cheered, and almost at the same time the ghosts also cheered, obviously Mo Lixuan had also returned.
The treasures of both sides were placed together for the supreme elder of the ghost clan and the supreme elder of the spirit clan to visit and inspect.
Ye Xiangyang discovered that the stone carved by Mo Lixuan looked like a coiled snake spitting out its core, while the vessel carved by Ling Chao looked like a turtle stretching its neck.
After the elders compared the size, knife skills, weight and other factors, they finally unanimously agreed that Mo Lixuan's vessel was slightly better than Ling Chao's, which meant that Mo Lixuan won.
The ghost tribe was boiling with excitement. What do you call this? This is called a good start.
There were three games in total. Mo Lixuan won the first game, laying the best foundation for the ghost clan's victory in this game.
There was thunderous applause, and some people ran over and hugged Mo Lixuan: "Ha ha ha, that's great, we won the first game, we won."
"Yes, Mo Lixuan has made a good start for us. This time, everyone must cheer up and strive to achieve a complete victory and leave 10% of the soul source for the spirit race."
"That's right. This is the best opportunity for our ghost clan. Mo Lixuan has made a great contribution."
The ghost tribe was in high spirits and won the first of three games. What did this mean? It meant that the ghost tribe would definitely be the final winner.
At the same time, some people from the Spirit Clan looked gloomy, especially Ling Chao, whose face looked as if it was hit by frost. He never thought that Mo Lixuan could defeat him.
The clan leader patted him on the shoulder and said, "Boy, victory and defeat are common in the military. Don't take it to heart. There are still two games to go."
Ling Chao didn't say a word. His eyes were red and tears fell from them. His fingernails dug into his palms and his face showed unwillingness.
He said to Kong Sheng: "Junior brother, the victory or defeat of the second game is up to you. Remember, you can only win and not lose."
The second game is crucial. If they lose the second game again, it means that the Eldar have completely lost this year's competition. Even if they can win the third game, they will only get one third of the soul source, which is 10% less than the previous thousand years.
Kong Sheng nodded: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely win this battle."
Kong Sheng brought Ye Xiangyang, who was Kong Ming transformed from Ye Xiangyang, to the battlefield.
The monster over there is Hong Xiaoyu, who is leading a woman out.
Hong Xiaoyu's face was like jade, and she looked even more heroic and neat in her black gown. Her eyes were full of conceit, which was a means of attacking her opponent.
"Kong Sheng, you will definitely lose this round." Hong Xiaoyu chuckled, "You spirits will definitely lose this game."
All the ghosts felt relieved when they saw Hong Xiaoyu's powerful aura, which was overwhelming Kong Sheng. They believed that competition was about showing the aura of their senior sister, which could demonstrate their own strength.
"Senior sister will win."
"Hahaha, domineering, Senior Sister is really domineering."
"We, the ghost tribe, must be the winners."
Kong Sheng let out a long roar: "Blame Hong Xiaoyu, you are too conceited. As the saying goes: Pride comes before a fall. The final winner of this competition must be me, Kong Sheng."
This long howl was heard, and the mountains and valleys echoed, with winds and clouds rising. It was heard faintly in the secret realm, lasting for a long time.