The Secret Way of Immortality

After a brief silence, the Brain Tree became even more frantic, its roots constantly pounding the ground, trying to find the source of the pseudo-soul aura.

In an instant, tens of thousands of grotesque creatures were turned into minced meat, and the smell of blood permeated the air.

Ren Qing's heart was in his throat. If he faced dozens or hundreds of roots, even if he were covered in Chong Pupils, he wouldn't be able to escape.

Most importantly, the Mycelium Tree seemed to have also sensed the existence of the Nether Essence Soul and began to tentatively approach, making the situation even more complicated.

Song Zongwu took a deep breath, and the light on his fingers converged.

He restrained himself from going all out, then grabbed the Nether Essence Soul and threw it towards the Brain Tree, while clapping his hands together.

A wave of air surged.

Dozens of grotesque creatures climbing the city wall were blown away, also startling the dazed crowd awake.

Ren Qing hurriedly reminded loudly: "Left rear, run!!!"

Sun spread its wings, creating a hurricane that blew the paper, and Li Yaoyang steadied his mind, controlling the insect legs to move, but still failed to get away from the shadow above his head.

The terrifying sense of oppression grew stronger and stronger.

It was definitely not something an Infernal Bureau realm could possess, making one's spine tingle.

Seeing this, Ren Qing directly extended a dozen Dragon-Snake Spines, bringing some of the jailers on the city wall to a safe location.

Boom!!

The camp was smashed in half by the roots, but fortunately only one jailer died on the spot.

The Infernal Bureau realm also took action to save the jailers, and even the head in the jar had a crack smashed open by the aftermath, and couldn't help but spit out blood.

It can be seen that under the terrifying Yang God realm, even the Infernal Bureau realm could not protect themselves, and they would fall if they were not careful.

A huge gap appeared in the wall, and grotesque creatures poured in.

Li Tiangang resisted while casting spells, and shouted with red eyes: "Li Yaoyang, get out of here!!!"

The insect legs supported the remaining half of the camp, staggering towards the periphery of the mycelium mist.

The roots of the Brain Tree did not pursue, but entangled the Nether Essence Soul.

In a moment, it completely digested the Nether Essence Soul, and a human face grew on the tree trunk, looking at the Mycelium Tree climbing towards it.

The two immediately engaged in a fierce battle.

However, the outcome was no suspenseful, the Mycelium Tree was no match for the Brain Tree at all.

The Brain Tree could replenish nutrients through grotesque creatures, so even if it could not move itself, it could be immortal as long as it was in Abi Hell.

The jailers did not have much energy to pay attention. Their top priority was to repair the camp to prevent grotesque creatures from taking advantage of the situation.

Several Infernal Bureau realms no longer held back, barely maintaining the situation.

Seeing that there was no threat from the roots of the Brain Tree, Ren Qing took the initiative to be responsible for the Black Goat, lest it suddenly die.

After the Black Goat gave birth to the Nether Essence Soul, it was already at the end of its rope.

Even if it was constantly fed with the flesh and blood of grotesque creatures, it could only maintain its vital signs and could not fully recover.

Li Tiangang's face was gloomy.

If the Black Goat died, the Jailer Hall would have to prepare again. It would take at least ten years to summon the soul again, and the variables would be too great.

Moreover, once the Mycelium Tree was swallowed by the Brain Tree, even if a similar land container was created, it would be difficult to shake the one-soul-seven-spirits Brain Tree.

The Black Goat couldn't help but spit out blood.

After eating a large amount of flesh and blood of grotesque creatures, its body stopped the trend of collapse, but its soul was difficult to continue.

Li Tiangang kept sticking paper on the Black Goat's forehead, but it didn't work at all.

Ren Qing hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior Li Tiangang, I once obtained a certain material, maybe it will work."

Sun interjected: "Try it, if it doesn't work, we will leave the Land of Nether Feathers immediately."

"It can only be so."

Li Tiangang looked a little tired.

Could it be that decades of planning would eventually come to nothing?

Ren Qing took out the Heavenly Demon Remains, which quickly attracted the Black Goat's attention.

It opened its dark and eerie eyes, seeming to recall something, and kept making strange cough cough cough cough sounds.

Li Tiangang glanced at the Heavenly Demon Remains and did not notice anything unusual, but he could feel that the material was used to repair the soul.

No matter where the material came from, the fact that Ren Qing could take it out was very telling, and his evaluation of him suddenly increased a lot.

Ren Qing was inadvertently stunned for a few breaths.

After having the Heavenly Demon Dream Seed, he could use the Heavenly Demon aura in the dream seed to mass-produce Heavenly Demon Remains, so there was nothing to feel sorry about.

But the Black Goat's performance looked more and more strange, just like the Heavenly Dao Child who occasionally became clear-headed in the Non-Action Daoist Temple…

The Black Goat muttered vaguely: "Huang… Qi…"

After saying that, its last bit of sanity disappeared, and it snatched the Heavenly Demon Remains and stuffed it into its mouth, and its soul was obviously improved.

Li Tiangang did not suspect anything, how could he have time to consider the strange behavior of the grotesque infant?

Ren Qing was a little embarrassed.

As a Yang God realm, the Heavenly Dao Child could fall to such a point, which cannot be explained by bad luck. Alas, this damned world.

Ren Qing took out a few more pieces of Heavenly Demon Remains, and the Black Goat's aura gradually strengthened, and it began to instinctively devour the flesh and blood of grotesque creatures.

A new main soul was gradually conceived, but it would take much longer than the Nether Essence Soul.

The camp was quickly repaired. Although the area was reduced by half, the speed increased after the weight was reduced.

The Infernal Bureau realm was finally able to free up their hands to discuss the matter of summoning souls.

The Nether Essence Soul almost wiped out the jailers. According to common sense, the remaining two souls should be even more troublesome.

Moreover, in order to ensure that the Mycelium Tree could replace the Brain Tree, the two souls should be absorbed by the Mycelium Tree.

Li Tiangang looked worriedly into the distance. The branches of the Mycelium Tree were already broken. It wanted to escape, but was tightly entangled by the Brain Tree.

The head in the jar couldn't help but ask: "At this rate, we won't be able to wait until the soul is born, right?"

Song Zongwu frowned, stood up and said: "Let's try to intercept grotesque creatures, it should slow down the demise of the land."

"It can only be so…"

Li Tiangang nodded helplessly. Their strength was difficult to influence the battle, and they could only indirectly affect it.

Everyone prepared simply, and the camp went to the most densely populated section of grotesque creatures.

As more and more grotesque creatures were faced, even with the Infernal Bureau realm taking action, the pressure on each jailer became even greater.

The camp was piled high with corpses inside and outside.

Fortunately, the Land of Nether Feathers has unique rules, and the flesh and blood plains will absorb grotesque creatures after they die.

Otherwise, grotesque creatures could easily climb the city wall with the help of thousands of corpses, and the jailers' advantage of attacking from a high position would be lost.

Under such circumstances, the Mycelium Tree seemed to be gradually showing signs of defeat.

And the Great Age Giant turned into mycelium to entangle the Brain Tree, but the effect was indeed relatively average.

Grotesque creatures attacked the city tirelessly.

Everyone was covered in blood, and due to their limited physical strength, their use of spells became much simpler.

Ren Qing's killing machine-like strength also revealed a ferocious side.

His eyes glowed slightly, and the Immortal in the Mirror was cast, and the figure of the Ghost Wolf drilled out from it, exuding an almost substantial aura.

With the Ghost Shadow and Ghost Wolf, Ren Qing alone supported the grotesque creatures on the north wall.

The Ghost Wolf jumped off the city wall, killing several grotesque creatures every time it swung its claws. It was covered in wounds but did not stop at all.

After all, it was an illusion summoned by the Immortal in the Mirror. It didn't know pain and had no fatigue. The only drawback was that it couldn't last long.

Ren Qing held the Dragon-Snake Spine in both hands.

With the sharpness of the Dragon-Snake Spine, it was like a hot knife cutting butter when swung on grotesque creatures, easily dividing them into stumps and minced meat.

However, after half an hour, Ren Qing couldn't help but feel exhausted.

Even he was like this, let alone the other Ghost Envoy realm jailers.

The Land of Nether Feathers has no day or night, but at least half a day has passed, and the jailers have had very few opportunities to rest during this period.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes.

The Flesh and Blood Furnace burned to the extreme, and flames spread throughout his bones and flesh, using this to support the recovery of his physical strength.

Song Zongwu gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Li Tiangang!!!"

Li Tiangang sighed, and looking at the embarrassed appearance of the jailers, the last bit of luck in his heart disappeared.

If this continues, there will definitely be a large number of casualties.

Now the Black Goat has not yet conceived a soul, and the Mycelium Tree is afraid that it will not be able to hold on.

He was about to open his mouth to leave the Land of Nether Feathers, when suddenly the jailers stopped their hands in unison and turned to look at the Brain Tree in the mycelium mist.

The head in the jar murmured: "What the hell?"

As if arranged.

The densely packed grotesque creatures inexplicably changed direction and took the initiative to move away from the Brain Tree, gradually returning to the flesh and blood plain.

Sun knew more about the Land of Nether Feathers. He also named it, but how could such a development look like luck?

He said inexplicably: "How does it feel… like the Brain Tree took the initiative to withdraw?"

"Never mind, are we retreating or advancing?"

Ren Qing stood on the city wall, panting heavily.

The jailers sat on the ground to rest, and ate some dry food and water, even ignoring the surrounding flesh and blood filth.

Ren Qing looked at the Brain Tree and noticed that the human face on the tree trunk had become a little strange, its eyes were dull, and its spirituality was gradually disappearing.

Perhaps the intelligence brought by the Nether Essence Soul could not be maintained for a long time?

Li Tiangang was also unclear, but seeing the Mycelium Tree and the Brain Tree re-entering a stalemate, he ordered everyone to stay away from the mycelium mist.

The Infernal Bureau realm discussed how to avoid being affected by the main soul, and if it didn't work, they would retreat immediately.

The Fetal Light Soul is the Taiqing Yanghe Qi, which belongs to the Heavenly Soul. It is in charge of life and involves lifespan.

If a person loses the Fetal Light Soul, it is like a walking corpse, the body does not die but the soul dies.

The Refreshing Soul is the bridge between heaven and earth. It represents keen reaction and is a symbol of intelligence. It belongs to the Human Soul.

Without the Refreshing Soul, one will be demented.

After having a general idea in advance, everyone felt that there was a certain feasibility.

Song Zongwu said: "I will escort you. The Nether Essence Soul could resist before, and the remaining two souls must also…"

The head in the jar interrupted: "Summoning souls is a big deal. I am the safest. Even if the soul is destroyed, as long as the little man in the bottle does not die, he can find a chance to revive."

Li Tiangang shook his head: "If I seal my own soul in advance and use spells to control my body, it might be a feasible way."

Seeing that the Infernal Bureau realm was about to quarrel over this, Ren Qing weakly said: "Then…"

Everyone turned their heads to look at him in unison, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

Ren Qing's performance was too outstanding, even Li Tiangang had some expectations for him.

"Actually, the ghost shadows formed by my spells have no souls and will definitely not be affected."

"Of course, the most important thing is that there is no risk."

Ren Qing was so active, partly because the pseudo-soul seemed to be an opportunity.