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Shrek City, this Spirit Master holy land that had stood for thousands of years finally collapsed in this Beast Tide.
The four cities in the east, south, west, and north were successively broken through by the Soul Beast army.
Under the constant command of Beast God Di Tian, more than one million Soul Beast joined the battlefield one after another.
The four cities were flattened by the endless stream of Soul Beast.
Sea God Pavilion Three old men died in battle.
Shrek City Lord, fell.
Shrek City, only the last two pieces of pure land are left - Tang Sect and Shrek Academy.
Soul Beast's iron hooves have trampled all over the city, but these two places are still holding on tenaciously, but they are also in danger.
However, at this moment when Qian Jun was launched, Huo Yuhao stood up.
He used the Power of Luck left in his body after Wang Qiu'er Sacrifice as a bargaining chip to confront Beast God Di Tian.
That Power of Luck is the legacy of Emperor Auspicious Beast Three-Eyed Golden Lion.
"Retreat," Huo Yuhao shouted sharply, "Otherwise, I will detonate this Power of Luck!"
"Let Star Dou Great Forest's luck completely collapse. I believe this is not the result you want to see, right?"
Di Tian was silent for a long time.
But he finally endured all his anger and chose to compromise.
Because Huo Yuhao is right.
He can destroy Shrek City, kill all humans, and even destroy the entire continent!
But if Star Dou Great Forest's luck collapses, the Soul Beast group will have no future.
He may not care about his own life or death, but he cannot care about the survival of hundreds of thousands of Soul Beast.
"Three days later, Star Dou Great Forest Core Area, conduct your Spirit Soul experiment. This is my final bottom line!"
Huo Yuhao nodded.
Therefore, this Beast Tide battle, which lasted for several days and resulted in numerous casualties, ended with this ending.
There is no winner.
Shrek City Defense Army, basically the entire army was wiped out.
There were originally more than 10,000 defenders, but now less than 1% survived.
No one counts, and no one is in the mood to count.
Of those who survived, some had broken arms, some were blind, some had mental breakdowns, and some are still in coma.
They lay in the rubble, in a pool of blood, next to the bodies of their companions.
His eyes were empty and numb, as if his soul had left this world along with his dead comrades.
And the casualties of Shrek City are even more impossible to count.
In the entire city, at least one-half of the soldiers and civilians perished.
The once bustling Shrek City has now turned into ruins and tombs.
But Star Dou Great Forest also paid a heavy price.
Four hundred thousand Soul Beast-all died.
This number is enough to scare anyone.
From Ten-Year Soul Beast to Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, from the outskirts of the forest to the Core Area domain, the lives of four hundred thousand Soul Beast have been left on this land forever.
This war resulted in the loss of nearly half of Star Dou Great Forest's tens of thousands of years of accumulation.
Tens of thousands of years of accumulation were wiped out in this war.
Both sides suffer losses.
Huo Yuhao chooses another day and leads Sea God Pavilion the surviving Su Lao.
Together with the Ferocious Beasts of Star Dou Great Forest, and Core Area of Star Dou Great Forest, we are conducting the Spirit Soul experiment.
It was a quiet and sacred open space surrounded by towering ancient trees.
Di Tian, Bi Ji, Xiong Jun, Scarlet King, King of Ten Thousand Demons--five big Ferocious Beast are surrounding.
Their eyes no longer had the previous hostility and murderous intent, but were replaced by a complex and solemn look.
This is the first real cooperation in the history between humans and Soul Beast.
And in that forgotten Undead Semi-Plane--
Ye Guyi and Long Zhanye have also realized one thing.
This place is by no means an ordinary space, but an independent plane.
It is a truly independent world outside the Douluo Continent.
However, the laws of this plane do not seem to be perfect.
There is no vitality, no rules, no change of seasons, only the eternal light that will never turn black.
This world is like a semi-finished product, a product that was abandoned before it was completed, with only a skeleton and no flesh and blood.
Long Zhanye and Ye Guyi tried countless times to forcefully break through this Half-Plane.
But their attacks, when struck on the boundary of this plane, were like being struck on cotton, soft and without any impact.
Everything is in vain.
Long Zhanye realized that there are only two ways to open this Half-Plane.
The first is to have strength beyond this Half-Plane.
If you want to force a breakthrough, you must either have power beyond the creator, or have the means to tear apart the laws of space!
And this requires at least the strength of Limit Douluo, or even higher.
Long Zhanye is now just Soul Douluo, and it is still thousands of miles away from that realm.
The second type is that there is external force to open it from the outside world.
If someone attacks Half-Plane from outside, or Huo Yuhao opens the door from the outside, they will have a chance to escape.
But they are trapped here, completely isolated from the outside world. They can neither contact the outside world nor know what is happening outside.
They can only wait for an opportunity that they don't know whether it will come or not.
There are only two ways that I can think of at the moment.
Therefore, Long Zhanye no longer struggles needlessly.
He took advantage of his plan, found a flat rock on the top of the mountain, sat down cross-legged, and started practicing in a down-to-earth manner.
Since you can't force a breakthrough, then wait for an opportunity and wait for the next opening of the undead gate.
When Ye Guyi saw this, he also sat down next to him and also entered a state of cultivation.
Day after day, night after night.
In this space without day and night, time loses its meaning.
Long Zhanye can only rely on his own biological clock to roughly estimate how many days have passed.
His breathing was steady and deep, and the Soul Power in his body slowly moved according to the established route, over and over again.
He seemed to have returned to the days when he practiced in seclusion, alone, silent, and without any distractions except for the thought of getting stronger.
One month later.
Long Zhanye in Half-Plane finally realized something was wrong.
He practiced for a whole month, which according to outside world calculations, should be about thirty days.
During these thirty days, he had almost no rest and practiced hard every day, running Soul Power for countless days.
His meridians became wider and tougher under repeated erosion, and his Soul Power running speed was nearly 10% faster than before.
However, his total amount of Soul Power has not increased at all.
Still level 82 and a half.
Just like a cup filled with water, no matter how much water is poured into it, it cannot add another drop.
His body seemed to have reached a certain limit, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not move forward one step further.
The same goes for Ye Guyi on the side.
She practiced for the same month, worked equally hard, and worked equally hard, but her Soul Power did not increase at all.
The Soul Power of the two of them seemed to be frozen, stagnant.
Long Zhanye realizes the seriousness of the problem.
This Half-Plane is not suitable for cultivation at all!
Here, there is no environment required for cultivation - the energy of heaven and earth.
The air and thin energy in this plane are only enough to sustain the most basic life activities, making it impossible to practice cultivation at all.
In other words, no matter how hard they practice, they cannot improve Soul Power.
They will be trapped here and maintain their current strength forever until they grow old and die...
At this time, Ye Guyi felt very disappointed.
Her eyes no longer had the brilliance of the past, her shoulders were slightly slumped, her chin rested on her knees, and she held her calves with both hands.
The whole person huddled up, like a wounded bird, huddled in the nest, shivering.
A bad premonition came to my mind--
Could it be that the two of them will be trapped here forever?
Can you never go back?
She didn't dare to think about it anymore. Those thoughts gnawed at her hope one by one, dragging her into despair.
Long Zhanye looked at her and was silent for a moment.
Then, he reached out his hand and gently stroked a strand of hair in front of her.
He tucked the loose strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers paused on her cheek for a moment, and then slowly pulled back.
"I have experienced death, and I believe that there is no experience in the world more painful than death."
"When a person goes against the will of heaven, there is no perfect path for him. You want to control me for the rest of your life in just one plane?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I will definitely take you out! Trust me!!!"
Ye Guyi looked at him blankly, and she suddenly felt that her nose was a little sore.
An indescribable emotion welled up from the bottom of her heart and was blocked in her throat, leaving her speechless.
She could only nod her head vigorously, bit her lip hard, and pushed back the sourness.
Long Zhanye stood up, turned around, and faced the boundless, dead and desolate Undead Semi-Plane, dressed in robes.
"Huo Yuhao," he said to himself, "You can't trap me."
"The day I go out will be the day you die--!"