In such a short period of time, even Ye Yao Rao's cold Qi would not be able to get rid of his murderous intent. He didn't expect this place to be so strange. However, there were too many strange places in the Forgotten Land. Ye Qinghan was not too shocked, just a little surprised.
He began to lie on the ground, not thinking about anything, nor did he cultivate. He just lay there in a daze, staring at the black soil at the top of the cave in a daze. Slowly, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After breaking through to the Immortal Realm, there was no need for sleep or food. However, Ye Qinghan fell asleep in a very strange way. He fell asleep without even noticing!
"Dong!"
A crisp sound echoed in the Rain Emperor Mountain. It was not loud, but it woke up all the warriors on the first floor of the mountain. Ye Qinghan was also woken up. He opened his eyes and looked at the black soil on top of the cave. He didn't know where he was and felt like he was in a dream.
"Little Brother Ye, the battle is about to start. Do you want to join?"
At this moment, a voice transmission came from outside the cave, causing Ye Qinghan to wake up slightly. He remembered that the owner of this voice was a peak Divine General martial artist who had come with him to the Forgotten Land, Ming Qingshan.
Then, he was slightly shocked. He clearly remembered that there were still two months left before the battle. What was going on?
Right! He seemed to have slept?
No! How could he have slept for two months?
Ye Qinghan's eyes widened! This was simply inconceivable. No matter how tired he was, he couldn't have slept for two months! Moreover, he seemed to have fallen asleep without feeling anything at all. This … was too abnormal.
He ignored Ming Qingshan's voice and sat down cross-legged to check his body. This was not normal. He was afraid that there was something wrong with his body!
After checking, there was nothing wrong with his body. However, he found that his soul seemed to have changed a little! Originally, his soul was like an ocean, made of a sponge-like translucent liquid, floating in his mind. But now … there seemed to be a faint black line in the middle of his soul sea! It seemed to have split his soul sea in half. However, this black line was very short and did not completely separate his soul sea.
"This … when did the black line appear? How come I didn't know? What is this? "
Ye Qinghan was a little alarmed as he looked into his soul sea a few more times. However, he found that the short black line was still there. He couldn't help but feel a little frightened. The soul was the most important thing to a person. Now, an inexplicable thing had suddenly appeared in his soul. How could he not be terrified?
"Little Brother Ye?"
Ming Qingshan transmitted his voice again. He knew that Ye Qinghan had given half of the holy fruits to Xiao Hei, so he was sure that Ye Qinghan would definitely participate in the upcoming battle. Now that Ye Qinghan had not come out, he asked curiously.
"En, Big Brother Ming, I'll be right out!"
Ye Qinghan scanned the soul ocean several times again, and then spread out his soul consciousness. He was sure that there was only one more black line in his soul, but it didn't have any strange changes, and it wasn't stuck to any other place. Ye Qinghan heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't have much time to think. He stood up and walked outside.
The flat ground outside, which was originally empty, was now filled with people. It was a dense mass of nearly ten thousand people. Everyone stood quietly on the black soil. No one spoke. Many people even closed their eyes.
So many people …
Ye Qinghan was a little confused as he looked at the densely packed crowd. Didn't they only need a thousand people for each battle? So many people wanted to participate. Who would go?
It was written very clearly on the tablet. Each battle had to be fought until there was only one tribe left. Then, in a battlefield of five hundred people, only one hundred people could survive in the end. It might even be less. The death rate was so high. Why did so many people want to participate in the battle?
Ye Qinghan scanned with his soul consciousness and found that he didn't know what cultivation realm these ten thousand people were at. Because they didn't use their divine power, he didn't dare to sense their auras.
He began to worry. Two months had passed. If he didn't qualify to participate in the battle, he was afraid that his body would be very weak in the next battle. Moreover, his divine power wouldn't be at its peak. If he participated in the battle, he would die more easily.
"Shh-shh-shh!"
On the sky stairway in the mountain, rows of warriors appeared out of thin air. There were about a hundred of them. There was a star on the left chest of their armor. They were all captains. The one at the front had two stars. His armor was darker. Obviously, his position was higher.
"Shh-shh-shh!"
"Greetings, Commander!"
When these one hundred people appeared on the Heaven Stairway, all the cultivators who had their eyes closed opened their eyes. Their eyes no longer had the deathly aura and calmness from before. Instead, they were filled with a fiery passion. They all shouted in unison, but their bodies did not move. At this moment, Ye Qinghan felt that they were living people and not a group of numb, living dead.
"The battle has begun. Same rules. The warriors who joined the tribe within half a year have the right to join first. The rest of the people will be selected by drawing lots! Warriors who want to participate in the battle, stand on the left. "
The commander with the two stars silently led his men down. He didn't express too much and only opened his mouth to speak indifferently. Then, he became silent again.
Ye Qinghan, Ming Qingshan, and the other two warriors looked at each other. They were secretly happy and walked to the left without hesitation. Behind them, more than ten warriors walked over. After waiting for a while, the commander saw that no one was coming. He flipped his hand, and countless black mud balls appeared in his hand. He waved his hand at the warriors who were standing in front of him. These mud balls flew towards them. When the warriors in front saw these mud balls flying towards them, their eyes burned with passion. They grabbed a mud ball but no one dared to grab more.
The black-armored commander continued to take out mud balls and waved them in front of him. When everyone got a mud ball, he stopped what Ye Qinghan thought was a silly action.
"Those who didn't get one, go back! Those who got it, follow me! "
Said the black-armored commander indifferently. Then, he led the hundred captains towards the west in silence. Ye Qinghan blinked doubtfully and followed. However, he turned his head to look back. Nearly a thousand warriors separated from the rest. They walked over excitedly with fervent eyes. The others returned to their zombie-like state. They threw the mud balls in their hands on the ground and walked back to their caves in silence.
"Big Brother Ox-Head, did you see it clearly?"
Ye Qinghan turned to look at the God King martial artist beside him and transmitted his voice. The martial artist called Ox-Head by Ye Qinghan shook his head and transmitted his voice: "I feel that this Niwan is exactly the same. There is no difference at all!"
The four of them exchanged glances again, their eyes filled with doubt. This method of drawing lots was really unique. Even the Second Layer God King Ox-Head couldn't find anything special about it. Moreover, why was everyone so enthusiastic about this battle? Did they think that there was no meaning in living? Did they want to die?
The 1,000 or so people began to silently march. After walking for three days, the black-armored commander in front of them finally stopped. The 100 or so people began to split into two groups. One group had 70 people, while the other had 30 people. They stood on the left and right sides of the black-armored commander.
The black-armored commander pointed at the two groups and said expressionlessly, "God Generals, follow these 70 people. God Kings, follow these 30 people. God Emperors, follow me! I hope I can still see you in one month! "
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