With his Limit Douluo-level spiritual power, he could search no less efficiently than an entire Soul Beast species mobilized together.
With all three parties working together, their search soon covered the entire Far North.
Day after day passed, and Ling Han kept searching with all his might.
Finding a Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King in the vast Far North was like finding a needle in a haystack.
But Ling Han had to do it.
It was a promise he had made to the Ice Empress and the Snow Empress.
His promise to bring Bing'er and Xue'er to the Divine Realm did not mean merely taking them there as companion divine beasts. He intended to revive them in human form and help them find their own paths to godhood.
If he revived Bing'er and Xue'er only after becoming a god, their potential would be fixed at that point.
Ling Han meant to revive them before he became a god, build them perfect foundations with the bodies of Ferocious Beasts, and give them the chance to fight for godhood themselves!
Bing'er and Xue'er had never been tools for him to use. They had become his most important companions!
Days passed, but Ling Han never gave up searching for the Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King.
It had developed intelligence and could move and flee freely. Finding it was probably harder than finding an actual needle in a haystack.
Half a month passed before a lead finally emerged.
Word came from Xiao Bai: traces of what might be the Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King had been found in the western Far North.
Ling Han rushed there without a moment's hesitation.
The instant he reached the place where the traces had appeared, he spread his powerful spiritual power across every corner of the area.
Sure enough, Ling Han sensed the Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King's presence.
"Found you! Hahaha!"
The next moment, Ling Han turned into a streak of ice-blue light and shot toward a point in the east.
The Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King had already sensed his arrival and was fleeing for its life.
Unfortunately for it, fast as it was, it was still far too slow compared to a Limit Douluo like Ling Han.
Ling Han reached the air above where the Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King hid underground, and his Martial Soul appeared.
Half a month of searching had left him nearly frantic.
The Ice Dragon King's dragon soul merged with him, and he unleashed his Seventh Soul Skill without hesitation.
"Seventh Soul Skill: Dragon King Descent!"
A domineering dragon's roar rang throughout the Far North, sweeping across heaven and earth.
The next moment, Ling Han transformed into a massive Ice Dragon and plunged straight into the ground.
The ancient ice of the Far North could not withstand his dragon form.
The hard ice shattered before him like tofu, and Ling Han spotted the Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King.
It was many times larger than ordinary ginseng, and its entire body gave off a faint glow. It fairly radiated intelligence.
Then the enormous Ice Dragon shifted back into Ling Han's form.
"Come to me!"
Ling Han reached out and clenched his hand in the air. A tremendous suction force erupted.
He poured out every last bit of his Soul Power, more abundant even than a Limit Douluo's.
The powerful pull locked onto the Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King in an instant and dragged it toward his hand.
The Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King tried to escape through the surrounding soil, but just as it was about to touch it, a layer of Ultimate Ice spread over the earth, preventing it from passing through.
"Finally caught you!"
A wild grin spread across Ling Han's face. The instant the Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King landed in his hand, Ultimate Ice froze it into an ice sculpture.
Trapped in the Ice Dragon King's Ultimate Ice, the Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King had no hope of escape.
Looking at the ice sculpture in his hand, Ling Han threw back his head and let out a long cry.
The Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King he had sought for so long was finally his. He was one step closer to reviving Bing'er and Xue'er.
"Ling Han, I knew you could do it."
The Snow Empress's soul appeared before him, her face bright with pride.
"Don't worry, Xue'er. I will revive you and Bing'er, and build perfect foundations for both of you!"
As he spoke, Ling Han gazed toward the distant Star Dou Great Forest.
"Di Tian, wash your neck and wait for me. I need to borrow your body and Soul Ring!"
In the end, Ling Han chose Di Tian as the Ferocious Beast whose body he would use to revive the Snow Empress.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King was certainly a good choice too, but Di Tian and the Snow Empress were both land-dwelling Soul Beasts. Di Tian's body should be a better fit.
After securing the Ten-Thousand-Year Nine-Grade Ginseng King, Ling Han left the Far North.
Once back at the academy, Ling Han resumed training and teaching the Imperial Fighting Team.
The team's members had changed considerably compared with their counterparts in the original story.
Their Soul Power Levels were not much different, but in combat strength and teamwork, they had definitely surpassed the originals.
Tang San had proved a capable captain, always giving his all for his teammates.
Ling Han's guidance on combat had helped each of them develop some insights of their own.
They had not reached the point of creating Self-Created Soul Skills, but they had gained far more ways to fight.
In a real battle, those new moves could catch an opponent off guard.
"Today, let's see how well you've practiced those original moves of yours."
Ling Han addressed the Imperial Fighting Team at Heaven Dou Royal Academy's training ground.
The team members were brimming with confidence in their original moves.
"Teacher, I'll go first!"
Osler stepped forward, full of confidence.
Ling Han had recommended that Osler train as an agility-type fighter with a Power Attack System lean, the same path Feng Xiaotian had taken in the original story.
The Ghost Leopard Martial Soul had respectable attack power and considerable potential. Otherwise, Spirit Hall would never have produced a Ghost Leopard Douluo.
"All right. Show us what you've got."
Osler walked up to a training dummy and released his Martial Soul.
Three Soul Rings—two yellow and one purple—rose beneath his feet.
The Ghost Leopard Martial Soul appeared behind him.
"Phantom Ghost Flash Kill!"
Osler shouted and flickered forward, turning into a black shadow as he charged the dummy like a specter.
The next instant, he appeared behind the dummy. With a boom, it exploded into a cloud of wood chips.
"Well, Teacher?" Osler asked excitedly.
Ling Han nodded. "Not bad. Keep working at it."
Osler nodded happily, then made way for Yu Feng.
Yu Feng had a steadier temperament than Osler.
He stepped before a fresh dummy and likewise released his Martial Soul, the Wind Chime Bird.
His Soul Ring Configuration matched Osler's: two yellow rings and one purple.
Beating the wings behind him, Yu Feng flew into the air, took aim at the dummy, and called out in a low voice:
"Gale Instant Shadow Thrust!"
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