"I wonder, with your strength, what you want is not easy? Let alone a strange spiritual root, even if you want tens of millions of people in this realm of gods to surrender, it should be easy for you.
Why did you spend so many years and put so much effort into planning this situation?”
The other party became quiet and did not respond.
Ye Xiyue tilted her head and coughed twice, blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth again, and her face became paler.
She calmed down for a while and then laughed again.
"Let me guess, the reason why you are like this is not because you are unwilling, but because you have to. For example - you can't leave the Mountain of the Immortal, right?"
After a long time, the voice finally sounded again.
It's just that compared to before, this time it sounded obviously cold and indifferent.
"You are indeed very smart."
It was obvious that Ye Xiyue's words made him unhappy.
But since he dared to admit it directly, it proved that he was not worried about Ye Xiyue guessing this at all.
In other words, he was sure that Ye Xiyue would not be able to escape from here today!
Ye Xiyue nodded.
This answer was within her expectations.
The Immortal Mountain was just a disguise. Even she always thought it was a place where prisoners including her mother were imprisoned, but in fact, it was not the case at all!
The safest place in the world is also the most dangerous place!
Who could have guessed that someone would hide themselves in such a place?
"Most of the people on the Immortal Mountain don't know you exist, right?" Although Ye Xiyue's words were a question, they were in a statement tone.
The other party didn't answer.
In Ye Xiyue's view, this is the default.
"I have always been surprised before. The resources in the far north are scarce and the energy of heaven and earth is thin. It is not a good place for practice. However, the practitioners on the Immortal Mountain are not weak. The lowest level has reached the Ling Sect. How on earth do they do it?
Arrived."
Ye Xiyue's fingers gently brushed the Tianwen Sword, letting the blood on her body continue to flow, and her clothes were gradually getting wet.
"At first, I thought those people were transferred from other places, but later I found that just relying on this didn't seem to work. Even Shenfengya needs to cultivate a spiritual sect or even a spiritual master level practitioner.
, it will take countless resources and a long time ranging from decades to decades. So...if I guess correctly, those people in the Immortal Mountain should have a very special way of cultivation, right?"
The air was solid, as if a cold wind was blowing.
Ye Xiyue seemed unaware.
"So many practitioners' skeletons should have played a big role in this, just like - I am like this, right?"
As long as enough practitioners are killed, their bones are broken into pieces, and their power is extracted and poured into the bodies of other practitioners, the latter can replace them and become equivalent to them in the shortest possible time.
Strong!
Once he dies, there is no need to worry, just find someone to "inherit" his power.
In this way, there is no need to worry about lack of spiritual power, let alone the fall of the strong.
They can always remain at their strongest and best!
Ye Xiyue felt more and more spiritual power pouring into her body.
There was no good spot on her body, and her whole body was covered in blood, but the aura around her body was still rising crazily.
This scene looks really chilling and extremely strange!