Inside the War Emperor Palace!
A green figure was quietly sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. He had a leisurely expression on his face. Six silver spears that emitted a suffocating aura were flying rapidly in the air beside him. Their speed was extremely fast, like a loach in the mud, incomparably nimble.
All of a sudden, the six spears spun rapidly at the same time like six huge whirlpools on the surface of the sea. As the God Slayer Spears spun, six cracks were torn in the air. It was like the dark night had been torn apart by lightning. It was a shocking sight. At the same time, the restrictions in the War Emperor Palace lit up. The restrictions emitted a suppressive aura that seemed to freeze the entire space in the hall.
The six spears spun for exactly the same amount of time, only three seconds. Then, they collapsed at the same time. The space returned to normal, the cracks disappeared, and the restrictions in the hall disappeared. The oppressive aura in the hall disappeared, and peace was restored.
Ye Qinghan opened his eyes tiredly. Controlling the six spears spun at the same time had exhausted his mental strength. However, he was very excited that he managed to make the six spears spin perfectly. He grinned and fell asleep on the ground.
A thousand years had passed!
Zhu Yi never came to find him again. He seemed to have forgotten that he was still in the Fire God Mystery Realm. In the past thousand years, he didn't cultivate laws and focused on increasing the power of the God Slayer Spears. He was very clear that even if he comprehended the spatial combination, or if he went one step further and comprehended the "Dao". Even if he broke through to the Supremacy Realm, his strength wouldn't increase too much. However, the God Slayer Spears were different. As long as he could control the ten spears to spin at the same time, he believed that even if he couldn't defeat Zhu Yi, he would still have the strength to fight her.
As long as he could stall Zhu Yi for a while, he could leave the endless void. He had his greatest trump card. Zhu Yi thought that he couldn't open the teleportation formation without her, so she thought that he was a monkey that couldn't jump out of her palm.
Zhu Yi didn't stop Ye Qinghan from obtaining the Grand Doyen's Pseudo Chaos Divine Crystal, nor did she ask for it. Therefore, Ye Qinghan reckoned that even if he took the Fire God's Heart first, Zhu Yi wouldn't stop him. Instead, they would secretly prepare to kill him. Hence, Ye Qinghan cultivated in the War Imperial Palace with peace of mind, waiting for the great battle that would take place three thousand years later.
After sleeping for three days and three nights in the main hall, Ye Qinghan woke up feeling refreshed. After continuously cultivating for a thousand years, although with his current strength, there was no difference between cultivating in seclusion for a thousand or ten thousand years, cultivating the God Slayer Spear was extremely taxing on his mental energy. It still made him extremely tired.
Lying on the ground with his eyes half open, Ye Qinghan rested for a moment. Only then did he sit cross-legged and begin his routine examination of his physical condition.
In the end … a thousand years had passed, and the soul space had once again undergone a significant change!
"His soul space has already expanded to millions of miles? It was almost the size of a small plane! This rate of growth was too terrifying. The amount of Origin Energy he had increased by dozens of times. It was likely that he wouldn't be able to use it all in his lifetime! Huh? That's not right! "
Ye Qinghan muttered. Suddenly, his eyes opened abruptly. Then, he immediately closed his eyes and looked inside himself. After a moment, when he opened his eyes again, his face was filled with bewilderment.
"My soul space is still growing, but why has my soul sea stopped growing? If my soul sea is not growing, isn't it the same as before? Under the lightning's tempering, it will slowly shrink? How strange! What's going on with this soul space? "
Right now, Ye Qinghan's soul space was like an egg. The soul sea inside was like an egg yolk that floated in the soul space. Originally, when the egg was continuously growing, the egg yolk also followed suit. Right now, the egg was continuously growing, but the egg yolk had stopped growing. Furthermore, under the continuous tempering of the lightning, it had started to … shrink!
Ye Qinghan was confused!
In the past, he had imagined that his soul space might evolve into a plane. The soul sea was the plane's continent. The soul space surrounded by the Origin Energy was the plane's space. Right now, this plane's space was continuously growing, but the continent was continuously shrinking. This … no matter how he looked at it, it did not look like a plane at all!
"I am a monster. Change, change, and it'll be best if I explode in the end!"
Ye Qinghan gloomily withdrew his divine sense. It was useless to care about it, so he might as well ignore it. This soul space had always been like a ticking time bomb, causing him to constantly tremble, as if he was walking on thin ice. He always had a sense of crisis, afraid that he would accidentally … die. Therefore, he cherished every moment he had with his loved ones. Therefore, he liked to live a comfortable and peaceful life.
It was just that Xiao Hei's current appearance was the greatest guilt he had ever felt in his life. If he could not help Xiao Hei reconstruct his true body, he would not be able to live in peace for the rest of his life. That was why he was working so hard. He hoped that he could finish everything before this time bomb exploded in his mind. So that he would not have any regrets in this trip to the other world!
"Forget it, I have wine today, I will drink today, I will worry tomorrow! I will think about it after I explode. Now, I should properly deal with Zhu Yi's Bamboo Leaf Grass! "
Ye Qinghan decided that there were still two thousand years left. In the future, he would not look into his soul and focus on cultivating. He did not care what the soul space would evolve into, or whether it would explode. Otherwise, his heart would be in a mess, and he would not be able to cultivate. Not to mention anything else, he would not be able to get past Zhu Yi three thousand years later!
Immediately, he threw away all his thoughts and immersed himself in cultivation. In the hall, the God Slayer Spear began to dance again!
Fire God Mystic Realm!
As expected, the protective shield of Fire God Island was constantly weakening. The light on it was much dimmer than a thousand years ago. Fire God had been entrenched, but the martial artists on Fire God Island were all anxious and restless.
Zhu Yi became the supreme ruler of Fire God Mystic Realm. Thousands of islands submitted to her, and there were no more wars. No one dared to oppose her directly. Although some martial artists from the Great General King's faction started to bully the martial artists from the other two factions. But under Zhu Yi's strict ban, a few troublemakers were killed, and no one dared to cause trouble anymore. On the surface, Fire God Island became peaceful and harmonious.
Recently, Zhu Yi rarely appeared in public. However, the people on Fire King Island had started to migrate. Clearly, Fire King Island would become Zhu Yi's sole residence in the future, and it would become the sacred land of Fire God Mystic Realm.
In the Great General King's Residence, in the backyard garden, the scenery was beautiful. Zhu Yi was lazily lying on a recliner, enjoying the warm sunlight and the gentle breeze. She was very satisfied, and her eyes were half-closed. Her thin clothes were sticking to her voluptuous body, and it was tempting to commit a crime.
"Buzz!"
There was a fluctuation in the space, and that pretty servant teleported over. She twisted her waist and half-knelt beside Zhu Yi. Her jade-like hands gently massaged Zhu Yi's body as she whispered into Zhu Yi's ear, "Your Majesty, Zhu Shuishui's subordinate, Zhu Dan, has escaped. He has already arrived at Fire King Island and submitted to you!"
"At least he knows how to adapt to the circumstances!"
Zhu Yi didn't move, but she arched her waist slightly to make her lying position more comfortable. She asked, "Did you ask? Since he can escape, can he bring us in? "
"It's very difficult!" The pretty servant shook her head and said, "He said that the restriction on the island is completely controlled by Zhu Shuishui. It's easy to escape, but to enter, we can only attack!"
"Oh!"
Zhu Yi closed her eyes again, and her curved eyelashes trembled slightly. She waved her hand lightly and said, "Then we'll wait for another 2,000 years. Let Zhu Shuishui live for another 2,000 years. Of course … let that bastard Ye Qinghan live for another 2,000 years too!"
The pretty servant's eyes turned cold, and her killing intent filled the air. She said faintly, "Your Majesty, rest assured. After 2,000 years, Ye Qinghan will definitely not be able to escape from the palm of our hands!"
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