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.

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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.

Looking around, there were huge roots extending into the depths everywhere.

It was as if this world did not contain the Nine Nether Wood, but the branches and roots of the Nine Nether Wood supported this space.

Only then did he know that the thing he had fused with on the Back Yin Mountain back then was really only a broken root. It could not even be considered a true root.

The three incomparably huge statues of Buddha, Dao, and Demon formed its tree body.

Its majestic size deeply displayed what it meant to pluck the stars and moon.

If it was this size, it seemed to be only natural to reach out a hand to the sky and pluck one or two moons or stars.

Endless roots descended. Every root was as wide and thick as a mountain range, spreading into the depths of the void.

This was one of the ten remaining spiritual roots of heaven and earth in ancient times.

This size caught Jiang Li off guard.

Where should he start?

He took a deep breath and opened his hands. He tried to release his Nine Nether spiritual qi.

The Nine Nether Wood was originally motionless like a dead thing but immediately moved after sensing the derivative Nine Nether spiritual qi.

Amidst the crisp sound of wood deformation, a root that covered the sky swept over and wrapped around Jiang Li.

He was originally full of vigilance. However, he decided not to sense any danger at the root.

From the looks of it, they did not want to harm him.

He did not resist and allowed the roots to pull him in.

The root brought him through the layers of branches and approached the tree formed by three statues in the middle.

At this distance, if Jiang Li threw out the Ghost Lantern Cold Flame that had already evolved twice, this last Spiritual Root of Heaven and Earth would probably really disappear from the world.

Of course, it was just a thought. How could he burn “his own possession”?

As he approached, a crack slowly opened in the tree ahead and stuffed him in.

“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.