860 Possessing the Nine Nether Wood (1)
It was not only the Yin Burial Coffin.
In order to cultivate the Infinite Dao Soul, Jiang Li spent a million years.
This caused a huge change in the eighteenth level of hell.
Just the spiritual qi and immortal qi that seeped out of Jiang Li’s body caused the concentration of spiritual qi in this hell to increase by more than 30 times.
In the outside world, it would be a proper Yin-Yang Paradise, a paradise for raising corpses.
Any corpse would become a bronze-armored corpse in less than three days.
In another three months, it could mass-produce zombie kings.
He seemed to have gone overboard this time.
He did not know where this energy that he created out of thin air came from. It had not been sucked dry by him for a million years.
He temporarily put these questions aside.
After confirming that the coffin would not easily withstand the explosion, Jiang Li heaved a sigh of relief.
After studying the changes in his body, Jiang Li arrived at the border of the bottom of hell again.
He reached out and pressed on the end of this space. It was like pulling a curtain, easily tearing apart a spatial barrier.
In front of him, the huge tree that lay across the void appeared again.
“The Nine Nether Wood that was born in the world from the beginning of time! You’re mine from now on!”
The current Human Emperor leaped and floated into the void.
The spatial hole behind him slowly healed. In this endless darkness, only he and the inverted tree that could not be accommodated in his vision were left.
“It’s really ridiculously big!”
After entering this void, he understood the true size of the Nine Nether Wood.
“What... is the difference between this and letting a wolf into the house?”
The imagined battle with danger surrounding him, and then exploding at the last minute, and finally getting what he wanted, did not happen.
Instead, it was surprisingly smooth.
This was because Jiang Li, this disguised branch, was not mortal enemies with the Nine Nether Wood.
The Nine Nether Wood had no intention of devouring its descendants.
It had already been severed by a mighty figure and its intelligence had been erased.
The original goal of releasing the Spiritual Root Branch was to wait for these descendants to grow.
After returning and fusing with itself, it would finally develop intelligence again.
The general meaning was: “My body is right here. Come at me! It’s your ability to occupy me. Be it the authority of the Spiritual Root of Heaven and Earth or the accumulation over countless years, feel free to take them all.”
However, if it could not control the main body like this, then this descendant could only be considered useless.
It did not care. In any case, there was a lot of time. The Nine Nether Wood would wait until an outstanding and powerful clone fused with it.
Therefore, everything was so natural.
Jiang Li’s body was stuffed into the crack. Then, the tree bark outside healed again and locked him inside.
However, he did not feel imprisoned or confined.
Instead, it was as if he had returned to his mother’s womb. That feeling was extremely comfortable and reassuring.
Unknowingly, nature took its course, and the Nine Nether Dao Scripture in his body circulated.
It seemed to be the simplest breath.
The purest and most orthodox Connate Nine Nether Wood Spirit from the beginning of the world was absorbed into his body.
It turned into the fourth of the five qi in his chest.
The final qi was the last legendary Holy Flame of the human race, the Human Fire.