Ning Tian remained silent, lying on Su Yueyao's long white legs, gazing at the stone tablet standing in the sky, lost in thought. Most of the people on the stone tablet had their Heavenly Soul Technique hovering between 1 and 0.
Except for a few, most cultivators have zero Heavenly Soul Points.
Looking at it this way...
This allows us to roughly deduce how many cultivators remain in the Heavenly Soul Realm.
"Around two thousand..."
"There are actually more than two thousand cultivators in this Heavenly Soul Realm. It seems that these Nine Tribulation Emperors and Demigods are not very powerful. There are still so many." Ning Tian said indifferently, then moved the fluffy fox tail away and got up from Su Yueyao's lap.
"Let's go, it's time to find a new goal."
Ning Tian stretched, looking quite content.
"Um."
The girls also stood up from the grass. Su Yueyao's delicate body shimmered with light as she withdrew from her fox demon form. The Flame Lion King followed along eagerly. It had been quite well-behaved along the way and hadn't caused any trouble.
after all……
The four large characters "Lion Meat Hot Pot" make it exceptionally honest.
Immediately, the group set off. Ning Tian used [Ghostly Shadow] to carry the three women and the lion, making small spatial jumps. There was no need to rush at all, since he had a cheat that allowed him to be carefree.
Throughout the entire Heavenly Soul Realm, other Great Emperors were too busy hiding to even think about killing, but Ning Tian and his group were different; they openly sought out people to kill.
After a while, after several jumps.
"oh?"
"It seems I saw a few familiar faces."
A red glint flashed in Ning Tian's eyes. The perception of the [Ruthless Hunter] had already locked onto some familiar auras, and there seemed to be several uninvited guests beside these familiar auras.
"Another one's been sent to their death."
"Let's go, let's go collect some heads."
Ning Tian said something casually, then disappeared with the girls in a flash.
…
…
In an unnamed valley, bones lay scattered everywhere, their skeletal structure strange and not human. A faint trace of demigod's residual power lingered within the valley, and two figures appeared somewhat disheveled.
"call…"
"Brother Emperor, I never imagined that we demigods would become prey for others." The Void God Emperor let out a long sigh and glanced at Emperor Wuji, who was also somewhat disheveled beside him.
Both of them were breathing heavily, and their bodies were covered in injuries.
It's obvious that a major battle has just taken place!
Di Wuji remained silent, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes stared intently ahead. In front of the two of them, five figures stood with their hands behind their backs, each exuding an extraordinary aura: two Ninth Tribulation Emperors and three Demigods!
His gaze remained fixed on the young man in the middle.
The feeling this young man gave him...
Very strong!
Extremely strong!
Even if he was unwilling to accept it, he had to admit that this young man was powerful!
The Heavenly Soul Token on the young man's waist had only one number: twenty.
Clearly, this young man is Su Li, a cultivator from the Northern Cold Region who ranks below the patriarchs!
"Be careful, this Su Li is very strong! He might be the only one on this ancient path to godhood whose talent is only half a step weaker than the ancestor!" Di Wuji quietly activated his demigod power and said to the Void God Emperor beside him.
"ha?"
Upon hearing this, the Void God Emperor paused for a moment, then frowned and glanced at Di Wuji: "Are you serious? This guy is strong, but does he even deserve to be compared to the Ancestor?"
As someone who has been tricked by the founder of the sect the most times, Gen Urobuchi naturally has a lot to say about this.
"Su Li will definitely be tormented to death by the patriarch."
He rolled his eyes at Di Wuji. For the old emperor to say such a thing was just wishful thinking. Comparing himself to the patriarch? Did Su Li even deserve it?
Judging from your appearance, Emperor Wuji, you've probably only been tricked by your ancestor a few times.
Once you've been tricked by the patriarch many times, you'll know how powerful he is; he can easily destroy you without you even realizing it.
Upon hearing this, Di Wuji frowned slightly but did not say anything more.
"If I kill you, my Heavenly Soul number will be twenty-two." The demigod Su Li from the Northern Cold Region coldly looked at Di Wuji and Lao Xu as if he were looking at prey.
but…
Even though he managed to kill two people, he still couldn't feel happy.
As the strongest demigod in the Northern Cold Region who entered the Ancient Path to Godhood, he was actually being suppressed by four people, and even if he wanted to overtake them, it would be futile.
Some of them felt a deep sense of helplessness.
Even if he is powerful, the Heavenly Soul Realm is just too big. He has the strength, but damn it, he can't find anyone at all!
Su Li looked at the stone tablet and sighed deeply. The top four combined had more than three hundred people. He was very frustrated and puzzled. How did these guys find people?
"Never mind."
"Let's deal with you two first. Although being demigods is a bit troublesome... we've finally encountered you, so we can't just let you go like this!"
A cold glint flashed in Su Li's eyes, then he looked at the people beside him and gave a soft shout.
"Let's do it!"
"Yes, God Su!"
The five of them attacked together, shooting out and shattering the surrounding bones into a cloud of white ash.
"Fellow Daoist Void God, join me!" Seeing the five people, including Su Li, rushing towards him, Emperor Wuji's expression turned solemn. The might of a demigod quietly flowed around him as he spoke in a deep voice to Emperor Void God.
"etc…"
The Void God Emperor waved his hand, his expression serious: "I have a powerful weapon."
"A deadly weapon?"
Di Wuji was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"Um!"
"Let me think about what the patriarch would do."
Old Gen looked very serious.
"..."
Di Wuji paused for a moment, his lips twitching, his expression contorted, and he gritted his teeth before uttering his first curse word: "Damn it! We're about to die, what the hell are you thinking about!"
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