"That's right. This thing can improve the physique of our descendants and improve their cultivation, which is very meaningful. The reason why my father asked us to take this thing out is firstly for testing, and secondly, I'm afraid it is also to enrich the national treasury."
Wu Lie said that with his status and status, he naturally received the help of the True Sun Soul during his cultivation, but since the ancestral land was sealed, the mining of the True Sun Soul has become a difficult task, and the True Sun Soul stored in the treasury is reduce.
In the earliest days, all the children of the Lieyang clan could receive the True Sun Soul from the treasury, but for the descendants of his generation, unless they made some great achievements, it would be difficult for them to be gifted this thing.
Leaving aside the results of this test, as long as a large amount of Sun Soul can be brought out from the ancestral land, a large number of people in the clan can be easily won over, which is of great benefit to the fight for the throne.
However, the number of true sun souls in the ancestral land is getting smaller and smaller. Wulie led the people to search for so long before finally finding one.
"It seems that this thing is not easy to find. With so many of us working together, after ten days pass, we probably won't be able to find much."
Wu Lie handed over Taiyang Zhensoul to everyone to get familiar with each other, and Tai Shu worshiped after inspecting it, then murmured.
"So, should we split up?" Another priest immediately suggested.
"Act separately? Do you want to be defeated by Qiankunhui and Yanyang Prince's group?" Ni Bodhisattva sneered.
The priest couldn't help but suffocate, and understood what the other party meant.
On the surface, the task of entering the ancestral land is to search for the real soul of the sun, but in fact it is to fight for the throne.
No matter how many Sun Souls were found when ten days passed, as long as they were more than the enemy's team, that would be enough.
And if the other team unfortunately fails to leave the ancestral land, the result is even more self-evident...
The rules are full of brutality and blood, which means that when the time is about to end, there will inevitably be a big battle between the two teams, and it may even be earlier at any time.
In this case, it is very stupid to act separately, and it is easy to be defeated by the enemy's team.
What's more, everyone's first priority is to protect Wulie's safety, and acting separately will increase the risk of him being killed!
"It would be better to collect less efficiently, but also to ensure the integrity of the combat power. You can't lose the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds."
Gu Chen summarized the action plan for the next ten days, and everyone nodded without any objection.
On the other side of the ancestral land, at this moment.
"It's not easy to search for the true soul of the sun. We are short of manpower. Brother Sang Yan, I will trouble you and ask your necromancer army to help search."
Prince Yanyang looked at Sangyan expectantly and said.
Sang Yan nodded, raised his right hand, and slowly removed the dead man's hand that covered his face, mouth and nose.
Then, his mouth, which was never revealed normally and was full of scars on both sides, let out a breath.
A breath of gray air rapidly swelled and turned into billowing ghostly air, and there seemed to be countless corpses flickering in that ghostly air!
The surrounding temperature dropped a lot at this moment, and it was quite cool, Sang Yan said: "Go! Find him for me!"
Immediately, countless corpses in the gray air scattered away at an astonishing speed, and Prince Yanyang hurriedly reminded them.
"Brother Sangyan, I haven't told them the exact appearance of Taiyang Zhenpo, why did you let them go?"
"How stupid are you?"
Sang Yan looked impatient, and sneered: "What are you looking for, the real soul of the sun, as long as you find Wu Lie and the Chen clan guys, kill them all, and you will naturally inherit the throne, why bother?"
"This……"
Prince Yanyang suffocated for breath, and then he realized that Sangyan summoned the army of undead spirits not to help him find the true soul of the sun, but to find the enemy.
Although what the other party said was correct, but he said it so bluntly, and even insulted himself, it still made Prince Yanyang annoyed.
"Brother Sangyan, although what you said is correct, what if? What if we fail to find each other, or fail to kill them, and let them leave the ancestral land? By then, we will not have the true soul of the sun." , will be very passive!"
"No chance!"
"I shot, none of them can escape!"
Sang Yan directly interrupted Prince Yanyang's words, with a fierce look in his eyes.
He has endured it for many days, longing to tear that guy from the Chen family into pieces, so why would he have the leisure to search for the real soul of the sun!
Killing all the enemies with the fastest speed and the cruelest method is his way!
Seeing that Sang Yan went his own way, Prince Yanyang's face turned ashen, and he couldn't help but look at Ming Shou.
Only Ming Shou's words are willing to listen to the other party.
"His Royal Highness, you only need to wait patiently. Dasheng's throne will be in your hands smoothly."
Ming Shou didn't intend to stop Sangyan, but just smiled and said to Prince Yanyang.
Prince Yanyang felt helpless, obviously he was the one who should call the shots, but right now it seemed that everything could only be arranged by the two of them.
...
It was dark inside the underground palace, and day and night could not be distinguished.
Old Sheng Huang, who had been in meditation for several days, slowly opened his eyes at a certain moment, and glanced at the huge glowing magic circle in front of his eyes.
"Old man, how many days have passed?"
He spoke calmly, the expression on his old and withered face could not be seen clearly in the darkness.
"It's been five days since the two princes entered the ancestral land."
The old crow in front of him replied immediately.
"That's good, it's almost done, we can act." Old Shenghuang said.
The old crow remained silent for a while, with a complex look on his face. "Does Your Majesty really want to do this? Those two were once your favorite children."
"Didn't we discuss it a long time ago? The older you get, the more merciful you become?"
Old Shenghuang shook his head and sighed.
"After all, they are His Majesty's two most outstanding sons." The old crow said.
"Excellent? I don't have such a son, one is used by the Qiankun Club, and the other is coerced by the Chen Clan!"
The old Shenghuang's cloudy eyes suddenly became sharp, and the chill surged.
"Da Sheng, the Da Sheng of the Lieyang Clan, is my Da Sheng!"
"As Emperor Dasheng, I can only represent the interests of my Lieyang Clan. No matter which one of them is allowed to inherit the throne, with their stupidity, they will eventually lose their ancestors!"
"These external forces try every means to infiltrate me, Dasheng. Since that's the case, I'll make a decision myself and give them away!"
"Although I am old, I am still Emperor Dasheng!"
The old Shenghuang's words were cadenced and sonorous, and the old crow was so moved that he finally knelt down and accepted the imperial edict.
"The old minister hereby issues a military order, and swears by his life that none of the people in the ancestral land can leave alive!"
The old crow solemnly promised that there was no hesitation on his face at this moment, only iron and blood killing.
"Thanks for your hard work, old buddy. In order to protect me, you have not even tried to attack the holy realm for so many years."
The old Emperor Sheng was silent for a while, and then said, with a hint of guilt.
"Your Majesty is serious. My three-legged Golden Crow Clan has followed the Lieyang Clan for generations, and the old minister has dedicated himself to His Majesty until he dies!" the old crow said seriously.
"You can't die."
Old Shenghuang struggled to get up from the ground, and helped Lao Ya up.
"I won't live long, and I will need you to assist the new emperor in the future."
The old crow showed sadness on his face, and nodded silently.
Then, in the huge magic circle, a door of light converged again.
The old crow saluted the old Shenghuang again, and then threw himself into the gate of light!