The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2815 The light of resurrection!

Chapter 2815 The light of resurrection!
Ling Hantian and Princess Qianyu swept forward, and in the mountains, they saw quite a few members of the four major monster clans.

However, what really made Ling Hantian look dignified was the thick and dark aura emanating from the depths of the mountains.

There, apparently many powerful fighters and even monsters gathered.

"Stinky man, you really didn't disappoint my old lady!"

In front, Thirteen Niang stared at Ling Hantian with a smile, especially the few feathers on Ling Hantian's shoulders.

Since the acquaintance, he thought those few feathers were just decorations on Ling Hantian's body.

But now it seems that this guy really has tricks all over his body.

Ling Hantian remained silent, a few feathers allowed him to pass the sound wave level of the Blood Rat Clan, reminding him of Bai Ruxue.

Back then, Bai Ruxue ended up like this because of him, but now that she has reached this state, there is no way to revive Bai Ruxue in the slightest.

This made him feel deeply guilty.

Seeing that Ling Hantian was not in a high mood, Thirteen Niang seemed to be infected, so she fell silent and went to the depths of the mountains with Ling Hantian.

Princess Qianyu was secretly on guard against Thirteen Niang, her heart was fluctuating, she was really afraid that Thirteen Niang would make a sudden move.

A strong man in the Chaos Realm made a sudden attack, and she couldn't stop it at all.

As night fell, there were fires flickering in the mountains and forests.

The three sat around in a wide woodland, the bonfire was burning slowly, and the sparks were constantly beating.

After a long silence, Thirteen Niang finally couldn't help being curious when she saw Ling Hantian looking sadly at the feathers on her shoulders from time to time.

"Smelly man, what is the origin of those feathers on your shoulders that make you so sad?"

"These feathers have a story that belongs to her!"

Ling Hantian sighed, somehow, as if he had found a vent, and wanted to express the guilt buried in his heart.

After a while, Ling Hantian groaned slightly, and also narrated what happened to Bai Ruxue back then.

Naturally, Ling Hantian did not disclose the place and time of this incident.

After hearing this, Princess Qianyu and Thirteen Niangs also burst into tears.

Princess Qianyu sighed, "That Bai girl is really admirable, she would rather sacrifice herself for her lover."

"Smelly man, such a good woman, why are you so heartless, and misunderstood her before she died!"

Thirteen Niang was so indignant that she couldn't help but slap Ling Hantian.

Ling Hantian bowed his head and remained silent. If he could not revive Bai Ruxue in his life, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Seeing this, Thirteen Niang groaned slightly, and said after a while, "Smelly man, it's not impossible for you to revive that white girl!"

"Do you have a way?"

Ling Hantian suddenly stood up, he naturally wanted to know the resurrection of Bai Ruxue.

However, the world is vast, and once a cultivator loses his soul, it is impossible to be reborn.

"Of course I can't!"

Seeing Ling Hantian being so excited, Thirteen Niang felt a little jealous of Bai Ruxue, she shook her head.

Seeing Ling Hantian showing disappointment, Thirteen Niang said again, "But, according to an ancient book I read, there was such a record on it."

Immediately, Thirteen Niang began to talk about the records she watched.

In the universe, when thousands of living beings are born, they will leave behind a original soul in the spirit of the world where they were born.

This original soul will remain until tens of thousands of years after the death of the strong man.

And if someone can communicate with the spirit of the world and find out the original soul of this strong man, there is a slight chance for him to be reborn.

Of course, this kind of thing is a bit unbelievable.

The spirit of the world is the power of a world, and if you want to communicate with it, unless you are a creature born in that world.

Moreover, trying to find the original soul that belongs to the strong person you want to find among the hundreds of millions of original souls is simply looking for a needle in a haystack.

To achieve this step, even those who are strong in the ancestral realm are still dreaming!

After Ling Hantian heard this, he fell silent. Although this matter was very difficult, there was finally a glimmer of hope.

"Smelly man, I heard that in the Moon Palace, there is an artifact called the holy soul banner. If you can get it, it may be of great help to you in resurrecting the white girl."

Thirteen Niang saw that Ling Hantian was silent, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she said so.

Yuegong is a righteous force, and if he wants to obtain the soul-calling artifact, Holy Soul Fan, he will undoubtedly offend Yuegong.

At that time, Ling Hantian will be the enemy of Moon Palace.

In that way, Ling Hantian and her, a woman of the devil way, will finally come together.

Ling Hantian glanced at Thirteen Niang, he was naturally very clear about the sinister color flashing in the latter's eyes.

But if Moon Palace really had such a divine weapon, he would naturally get it.

No one can stop the resurrection of Bai Ruxue.

"I also heard that the first force of the Demon Moon, Eighteen Hells, possesses a divine tripod called good fortune, which can absorb the power of good fortune and resurrect living beings. If you can get it, my lord, the chances of resurrecting the white girl will be greatly increased."

Princess Qianyu spoke at this time, if Ling Hantian is made to be an enemy of Zhengdao, she will definitely run counter to her in the future.

Princess Qianyu didn't know why, she really didn't want to see such a situation.

A cold light flashed in Thirteen Niang's eyes, but she also knew that Ling Hantian would not let him touch Princess Qianyu now, so she could only turn her head aside.

Ling Hantian glanced at the two of them, and after a while, he raised his head to look at the sky, and said firmly, "Whether it's the Holy Soul Fan or the Divine Fortune Cauldron, I am determined to win it!"

"Smelly man, don't be reckless. The Eighteen Hells are heavily guarded. Those who are strong in the Chaos Realm can only serve as guard dogs for the outer gate, and there are even those in the Ancestral Realm standing guard!"

Thirteen Niang's face changed, she didn't want Ling Hantian to rush over without thinking.

The Eighteen Hells is the main altar of the Demon Moon, even if the Mistress of the Prajna Palace goes there, she can only keep her own place and be cautious!
"Don't worry, I won't kill myself!"

Ling Hantian smiled lightly, he didn't know the strength of Moyue.

But judging from Thirteen Niang's words, the Eighteen Hells of Moyue's main altar must be guarded by many ancestral realm powerhouses.

Those who are strong in the ancestral realm are the ones he needs to look up to now.

Thirteen Niang felt relieved, and then gave Princess Qianyu a hard look. This woman is really a disaster, and she actually led the disaster to the Eighteenth Hell.

Three days passed in a flash. In the past three days, many strong men gathered in the depths of the Dragon Snake Mountains.

Most of them have been cultivated at the limit of the Beginning Realm, while a small number have reached the initial stage of Chaos Realm.

What's more, even Ling Hantian could only sense their true strength vaguely.

"The one meditating on the mountain over there is the patriarch of the Hercules clan, the golden icon. He has a mid-chaotic realm cultivation base and is extremely powerful. Even a strong late-chaotic realm powerhouse can fight undefeated."

Between the tops of the trees, the three of them stood aside. Thirteen Niang raised her hand to block her eyebrows from the glare of the sun, and pointed to a strong man on the top of the mountain in the distance.

Ling Hantian looked along her fingers, his gaze slightly focused.

(End of this chapter)