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Chapter 1847 Ancient Memories (2)
Ling Yongheng's illusory figure was split into several parts as his scream continued to echo.
"Spare me!" Ling Yongheng pleaded desperately for his life.
However, Lin Yitong didn't care about him at all. She calmly continued to skim through Ling Yongheng's soul fragments.
A moment later, a hint of surprise appeared on Lin Yitong's face. "I see."
With another flick of her finger, Ling Yongheng's soul immediately dissipated into nothingness.
The Everlasting Soul God Emperor was gone just like that.
Yun Lintian and the others took a deep breath to calm themselves. Once again, Lin Yitong's incomprehensible power reminded them of the immense strength of a true god.
Lin Yitong looked at everyone and said. "Unfortunately, he was nothing but a servant of the Everlasting Soul Clan who had somehow gained entry into the Divine Realm. However, his memories helped me gain a better understanding of them."
"A servant?" Hongyue was speechless. The powerful enemy she had held a grudge against for so long was a servant. She felt like a fool for holding onto this grudge for this long.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"His true strength was at the peak of the Middle God Realm. And he lived for over two million years." Lin Yitong explained.
"In order to enter the Divine Realm, he had to abandon everything and start from scratch."
"How did he get here, senior?" Yun Yi asked curiously.
Lin Yitong did not give a direct answer. "The current leader of the Everlasting Soul Clan, Ling Musan, is the sixth generation. His grandfather, Ling Mushi, was the only survivor of his clan from the Primordial War, thanks to an artifact known as the Nether Compass."
"According to ancient records, the Nether Compass is a primordial artifact created by the God of Death. It can guide people through the outer world."
"The outer world?" Yun Yi frowned slightly. He seemed to have heard it somewhere before.
"The outer world is a vast space that originated from the instability of spatial elements. Anyone swept away by spatial storms is likely to appear in this place. Some people referred to it as a spatial graveyard." Lin Yitong explained. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ Novᴇ(l)Fɪre.net
"There are no other elements or energy inside that place. It can be said that you cannot leave again once you accidentally enter this place."
Yun Yi and the others were surprised to hear this. Especially Yun Lintian. It made him realize how fortunate Lin Xinyao's mother was. She accidentally entered the spatial storm and was fortunate enough to appear in the Azure World.
"Although Ling Mushi managed to survive, he sustained an irreparable injury. He used the last bit of his power to give birth to his descendants. Before his death, he entrusted his son with the task of restoring the clan's glory." Lin Yitong continued speaking.
"As we know, the Primordial War caused a lot of problems for the Primal Chaos, leading to a decline in profound aura. The Nether Compass started to lose its power over time."
"Lin Musan's father tried every possible means to restore its power, but it was futile. He could only give up and take care of his clan. Later, Ling Musan was born and rose to power. He coincidentally found a piece of Primordial Stone that contained primordial energy."
"Ling Musan immediately used the stone on the Nether Compass and sent a hundred members of his clan into the outer world. Their primary objective is to enter the Netherworld and find a method to resurrect the God of Death."
"Ling Yongheng was the only person who accidentally entered the Divine Realm."
Yun Lintian and the others frowned deeply when they heard this.
Lin Yitong elaborated. "Through his memories, there is a lot of interesting information. For example, the Everlasting Soul Clan's hideout and Yun Tian."
"What about Yun Tian?" Hongyue quickly asked.
"Apparently, this isn't the first time he has met Yun Tian. More precisely, Yun Tian had appeared in front of the Everlasting Soul Clan several times over millions of years. Naturally, Yun Tian at that time was not the same person as the Beyond Heaven King you know." Lin Yitong answered.
"Yun Tian had made several attempts to steal the Nether Compass from Ling Musan's father, but he failed every time."
Yun Yi and Hongyue glanced at each other in surprise. They immediately grasped something. It was no wonder that Ling Yongheng didn't try to kill Yun Lintian; instead, he wanted to possess him. He definitely wanted to inherit Yun Tian's legacy and replace him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"It seems that Yun Tian also wanted to enter the Netherworld." Lin Yitong made a guess.
"What is his purpose?" Hongyue furrowed her brow in confusion.
Yun Lintian and Yun Yi also had no idea. However, they believed it must be related to the God of Death. Otherwise, the present Yun Tian would not have instructed Yun Yi to seize the God of Death's heart from the Devil Ancestors.
Meanwhile, Yu Wuying felt like her head was about to explode. The amount of information she received today was overwhelming for her. Why were there two Yun Tian? Who was the God of Death?
"Your journey to the Netherworld has become increasingly perilous." Lin Yitong looked at Yun Lintian and said. "It's possible to meet some people from the Everlasting Soul Clan."
Yun Lintian nodded heavily and asked. "What about other information, senior?"
Lin Yitong's expression turned serious for the first time. "The most notable piece of information is related to the Nether race."
"The Nether race?" Yun Lintian repeated the words curiously.
"The Nether race is the most powerful race under the God of Death. There are not many of them, only about a hundred. However, each one of them is a true god." Lin Yitong replied.
Yun Lintian and the others were utterly shocked. A hundred true gods? What kind of concept was that?
"From what I know, all of them were killed during the Primordial War. However, Ling Yongheng's memories revealed that the Everlasting Soul Clan had made contact with them. There is something wrong with this." Lin Yitong said in a deep voice.
Yun Lintian was at a loss for words at the moment. Each piece of information left him with no time to relax at all. The pressure on his shoulders intensified once more.
"You don't have to worry about them for now. Just focus on the problem in front of you first." Lin Yitong comforted him. "With your talent, no one will be able to compete with you as long as you keep climbing."
Yun Lintian took a deep breath and said. "I know."