Lost, the ghost clan lost.
There has never been such a tragic defeat in thousands of years.
The ghost clan always occupies about 60% to 70% of the territory, which is why they have been able to suppress the spirit clan for so many years.
Now, the ghost tribe made careful preparations, fully hoping to win a complete victory and suppress the spirit tribe, but the result was an unbelievable reversal.
"How is it possible? Why would Hong Xiaoyu and Yu Qianqiang lose?"
"Yeah, what's going on? Why are the players we prepared so well vulnerable? Could it be that the Eldar are so powerful?"
"I don't believe it. I really don't believe it. This is absolutely impossible."
The eyes of the twenty students in the Elite Academy were red, they were hysterical and could not control their emotions. They absolutely did not believe that the Eldar could be so powerful.
In refining the large formation, he was able to use the method of the Void Drawing Formation that had been lost for 30,000 years in the Yunzhen Sect. He was able to achieve such a magical level that the large formation had spirits. How could the Spirit Clan produce such a magical genius in just one thousand years? It was so magical that it was unimaginable. It was impossible!
The hearts of all the spirits were filled with waves. They had won. This was an unprecedented victory in thousands of years. The ghosts, who had been riding on their heads, were now trampled under their feet.
After thousands of years of frustration and depression, countless Eldar people have hoped that their race can defeat the Ghost Race and win the Soul Source Competition. This has become a deep-rooted belief among all Eldar people, and today, it has finally been achieved.
The victory made them feel an incredible victory. The number of soul sources they could obtain was twice that of the ghost clan. The wishes of many spirit clan members were fulfilled.
If this matter were to be spread to the Eldar, it would surely cause a great uproar within the tribe. Everyone in the Eldar would applaud, sing and dance to celebrate this unprecedented victory.
Only a few people knew that this victory was only due to one person - Ye Xiangyang.
If it weren't for his participation, the second round of refining the great formation would definitely not have won; if it weren't for him, how could the third round refine so many soul source pills? Dream on.
It was Ye Xiangyang's actions that created the two miracles of the Soul Source Competition, which will be forever recorded in the history of the spirit clan and the ghost clan.
Mei Qiqing sighed: "If we lose, we lose. We can't afford to lose."
"Queen, the spirits must have cheated. We don't know the details of the spirit academy yet. How could Kong Sheng and Kong Yu have so many tricks?"
"Queen, this matter is all caused by this person. He is Kong Ming. Our Elite Academy has never received any information about Kong Ming's identity."
"Queen, this game is unfair. We will not accept it."
The Eldar didn't say a word. For thousands of years, you have accepted the failure of your race. Fuck it. Now we have won, and you don't accept it. It doesn't matter whether you accept it or not. The anger in their hearts was also burning. Why can't we, the Eldar, win? We must fail? What a joke.
Ling Tianzong didn't say a word. The more he kept silent, the more it showed that they wanted to see how the ghost tribe would deal with this problem. In fact, this matter was not unacceptable. After all, the organizer of this event was the spirit tribe, so it was acceptable for them to win more games. It was the ghost tribe that was too proud to accept it.
Mei Qiqing sighed: "If you lose, you lose."
The final word was given and the matter was settled. The source of the soul would go to the spirit clan with two shares and the ghost clan with one share. There was nothing more to say.
As soon as Mei Qiqing finished speaking, all the students of the Spirit Clan jumped up. They were all excited and cheering.
"Victory, we won."
Pa, he clapped his hands together: "We have achieved the expectations of our people."
Some people hugged each other, tears streaming down their cheeks: "Yes, yes, we have fulfilled the wishes of our people."
"Hahaha, Grandpa, we have fulfilled your wish." One student shouted to the sky, tears streaming down his face.
After being suppressed by the ghost clan for thousands of years, today is their time to hold their heads high and the resentment that has been suppressed in their hearts has finally been vented.
It's time for these people to go down to the mountain stream of the source of souls and set up their formation. Only when the formation is set up and the secret realm is closed, will the competition be truly over.
The ghost elites all had ferocious looks on their faces, as if they were beasts ready to choose their prey.
"Brothers, the inside of the soul source is also different. We must occupy the place where the soul source is the thickest."
"Got it. Our ghost tribe has never suffered such a big loss in all these years. We will all be recorded on the ghost tribe's pillar of shame."
"Don't worry, things won't be as simple as they think."
Hence, the royal thrones of the spirit clan and the ghost clan all descended towards the valley of the source of souls.
Ye Xiangyang felt a special attraction in the valley, which made his descent speed gradually increase.
Ye Xiangyang knew how deep the valley was. Even his mental power could not explore its depth. It was pitch black and bottomless under his feet. He mobilized his own laws of creation to control his descent speed.
"Kongming, the valley is ten thousand feet deep. Be careful when you come down. There is no danger here, but it is not flat ground below. It is a series of winding ravines." Someone told Ye Xiangyang, "So, be careful to keep in line with us."
"That's right. This valley is also a thousand feet in radius. Once we get down there, we have to negotiate the area with the ghost tribe, draw the boundaries, and then install the formation. Finally, it's time for us to look for treasures."
Kong Yu understood, and he chuckled: "Kong Ming is here for the first time, so let us install the formation. He can move freely. Anyway, when it's time to go out, everyone will be sent out."
As Ye Xiangyang was descending, he felt a stream of soul power slowly descending from the cliff wall into the mountain stream.
These souls are of different types, there are ghosts, spirits, humans, monsters, and demons...
This is the place where souls rest. That is to say, the souls of all creatures on the Xuanwu Continent will gather here after death, right
As they slowly descended, Ye Xiangyang had already reached the top of the mountain wall. He reached out and grabbed it. It was the soul of a demon wolf. It still had a bit of the form of a demon wolf, but now his eyes were full of fear, and there was no threat at all.
There was also a fist-sized soul in the shape of a tiger falling down, perhaps they knew that falling down would mean their death, so they struggled desperately. However, it was useless, they were destined to land in the valley.
It turns out that the final destination of the souls of all races on the Xuanwu Continent is this bottomless, dark valley.
Could it be that this place is what people often call the underworld, the place where the soul goes to rest
Ye Xiangyang finally understood that the Four Sacred Mountains were left behind by them, the Xuanwu Continent was transformed by them, and the races on the Xuanwu Continent were also enlightened by them.
The growth of these creatures absorbed the energy between heaven and earth, increased the energy of their souls, and after death they would all belong to this valley. It was also because of this that there were so many talented people on the Xuanwu Continent.
The spirit tribe and the ghost tribe all say that the source of the soul must belong to their race. I am afraid that the source of the soul that can be attributed to their race is less than one tenth of the source of the soul valley.
This can also explain why the Emperor was not allowed to come down. The Emperor has strong mental strength and it is unknown whether he can figure out the mystery here.
The souls landed here, were transformed into soul energy, evaporated again, and formed new life. This cycle continued endlessly, and it was precisely because of this that the soul origins in this valley increased.
Finally, he reached the bottom, where dark stones could not be any darker, and irregular valleys crisscrossed each other. Ye Xiangyang suddenly felt that something in the valley was calling him.
This is a feeling of blood connection, a feeling of being of the same race and origin. What is calling me
Ye Xiangyang sank directly into the valley.
The valley is not deep, only a hundred feet, and the spiritual power inside is even more intense, so intense that it is almost impossible to breathe.
According to this feeling of calling, Ye Xiangyang searched the whole valley, but there was nothing! This calling still appeared and disappeared in his heart from time to time, how could it be possible
His mental power could only spread to an area of ten feet in radius, and everything he saw with his mental power were irregular and twisted rocks.
Ye Xiangyang felt that feeling jumping in his heart, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
What on earth is this thing
The weapon spirit Xuanwu chuckled and said, "Try to transform yourself into Xuanwu."
Ye Xiangyang nodded. In this valley, the spirit students above would definitely not be able to see him. Let the Xuanwu bloodline feel what was so strange about this place.
Ye Xiangyang's blood expanded and he transformed once again into a ten-zhang-long martial turtle, with a sixteen- or seventeen-zhang-long black snake coiled around it.
Swoosh, a force of attraction came towards the minds of Black Snake and Wugui, and had a strong attraction to both of them. In other words, there were two places in this valley that were calling them. Moreover, they were still rolling, changing, and evaporating.
Oh my god, what on earth is this thing? It’s so weird.
Ye Xiangyang moved and used Xuanwu's innate magical power, the earth walking technique.
The hard rock under his feet gradually became soft under the power of Xuanwu. Ye Xiangyang slowly went under the ground. He felt that it was countless times more difficult to enter here than to enter the rocks of Xuanwu Continent.
On the bulge above the valley, the ghost clan occupied the middle position.
Mo Lixuan smiled coldly: "Listen, people of the Spirit Tribe, what we want is this one-third of the position."
When the people from the Spiritual Academy heard this, they stared at the ghosts with fierce eyes, and their eyes were full of murderous light: "Are you serious or joking?"
Mo Lixuan laughed loudly: "Just kidding, who the hell has time to joke with you, this is our condition, otherwise, let's compete again here."
Ps: There is one more chapter, which I didn’t code out yesterday, so I’ll make up for it this morning.