Great Heaven Sovereign

0As time went by, the Winged Race was already fast. The speed at which they built the shelter of the cold spring could be imagined.    

    

Now, every Winged Race clansman could only look at Yang Fann with gratitude.    

    

Now, Yang Fann also explained the specific method of controlling the cold spring. Jing Potian was the number one artificer of the cold tribe and had great control over the cold spring.    

    

However, the people of the Cold Tribe had the word Cold in their words. In fact, they were the tribe's blood that could adapt to the coldness the most among the Feather Race. Of course, even so, their souls could not adapt to Cold Spring too much.    

    

All the laws of the Nether Realm restrained the soul.    

    

The Han tribe could find people who also had control over the cold spring. Their control over the cold spring was weaker than Jing Potian's.    

    

However, after they obtained Yang Fann's control law, the cold spring that they could use was only stronger than Jing Potian's.    

    

Under this premise, after losing Jing Potian, not only would their combat strength not weaken, but it would also increase.    

    

If one had to say that there was a flaw in beauty, then it would be that Yu Xie had lost a soul and a soul. This would have a certain effect on this clan's protection power.    

    

"Thank you so much, Commander Yang. Commander Yang is truly like a god of my clan. " After hearing that Yang Fann had arranged everything, the patriarch of the Han Tribe and the other experts sighed.    

    

Yang Fann's expression was calm, "There are endless wars in the Wildness. All living beings should try their best to live in peace. It would be beneficial to both sides if the two parties of the Han Tribe were to fight each other. This is a matter of mutual benefit. "    

    

In the sky, Yu Xie had already noticed this scene, "I feel that I have already walked around the Netherworld. With such heaven defying power, perhaps you are the one who saved Wildness. Fortunately, I can still see this scene when my soul consciousness is still alive. "    

    

Yu Xie's understanding of Yang Fann was even more shocking.    

    

"Thank you, Commander Yang. " Seeing that Yu Xie had such a high opinion of him, the commander of Han Division led the experts and bowed to Yang Fann once again.    

    

Yang Fann frowned, "The spirit of the ancestor of Han Division has always been held captive by the Cold Spring in the Netherworld. It would be great if we could get these souls back. "    

    

The chief of the Cold Tribe, who was worshipping, was stunned. His expression was serious. This was not a small matter.    

    

The chief's expression was still solemn, "How can such an important thing be done so easily? We appreciate Commander Yang's intentions. If there is a heaven defying opportunity in the future, we can naturally consider it. Otherwise, we would not dare to let Commander Yang waste his energy. "    

    

The people of the Han Tribe also agreed.    

    

One should not push one's luck too far. Yang Fann's help to the tribe was already too great.    

    

However, a faint smile appeared on Yang Fann's face.    

    

He had already activated the power of the five ghosts. Powerful combat techniques were gathering, and the consumption of spiritual energy was not limited. He looked at the underworld.    

    

His gaze penetrated through the earth into the region below. He broke through several springs, but he still looked into the cold spring. The fourth spring of the nine springs was the cold spring, and the fifth spring was the Yin spring.    

    

Every time he looked at the spring, he would consume even more energy.    

    

However, he had also seen what he should have seen.    

    

It was still in the fifth spring. Through the memories of Hundred Miles Wind from the White Mountain Tribe, he could still see the scene.    

    

Baili Feng saw that it was bound by nine Nether Chains. It was being corroded by the Yin Spring continuously.    

    

After his flesh and blood were completely corroded, flesh and blood would appear on his bones again. This was the true endless power of hell.    

    

The difference was that he would never be able to be reborn from the torment of the Yin Spring. This was an endless torment.    

    

And the countless scattered souls in the cold spring, the comparatively complete ones were indeed within the evil one soul and one soul.    

    

After seeing everything clearly, Yang Fann retracted his mind and the scene of the Nine Nether Spring disappeared.    

    

"This is just a small matter. I have already seen the location of the one soul and one soul of the ancestor of the Cold Clan. " After that, Yang Fann said in a flat tone.    

    

The experts of the Cold Tribe were shocked again. Of course, they could tell that Yang Fann wasn't joking earlier. "Commander Yang, what do you mean?" The tribe leader of Han Tribe asked in confusion.    

    

Yang Fann smiled. "I want to get his soul and soul back. "    

    

The people of the Han tribe were stunned once again.    

    

This was an unimaginable response, and it naturally stunned everyone. No one knew how to interact with each other.    

    

"There's no need to think too much. Regardless of whether I help him find a soul or soul, I have to go to the netherworld. This is something that I can do with my own hands. " Yang Fann told him honestly.    

    

He went to the Netherworld for the sake of the remaining four springs of the Nine Springs.    

    

First, he wanted to save Little Firebird and Little Ice from the Holy Spirit Princess. Secondly, he would be able to obtain a heaven-defying divine ability with every spring he obtained.    

    

Under such circumstances, helping Cold Tribe was something he could do with ease.    

    

The people of the Han Tribe were still looking at Yang Fann. If they looked at him closely, they would only know that he was helping them. At this moment, Yang Fann was definitely not joking.    

    

Since Yang Fann had already made up his mind, they naturally had no chance of objecting, "What's Commander Yang's next plan?"    

    

"You don't have to worry about that. " Yang Fann said with a smile.    

    

He had the power to enter the underworld easily, and he had a long robe on him. Since the cold spring was so important, it was only natural that he could not wait to do it.    

    

When they heard this, the people of the Han Tribe were shocked and uneasy. Next, they could only give Yang Fann their blessings.    

    

How could they possibly have the ability to stop Yang Fann? Not to mention that Yang Fann had gone to find Yu Xie's soul for the sake of the Han Tribe.    

    

After that, Yang Fann asked the people of the Han Tribe where the Yin Qi was the heaviest.    

    

The tribe leader thought for a moment and blurted out, "It's the Bone Burying Abyss of our tribe. "    

    

The Bone Burying Abyss was the tomb of the Feather Race.    

    

The Bone Burial Ground of the Feather Race was different from the other races. In other words, the Bone Burial Ground of every race was different.    

    

The Abyss of Buried Bones of the Feather Race was the Abyss of Infinity. Whether it was the dead or the ones that died for other reasons, they had to throw their corpses into the Abyss.    

    

The abyss was bottomless. As time passed, the corpses gradually disappeared. In the end, only endless feathers were left in the Abyss of Buried Bones. It was a spectacular sight.    

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This kind of place was naturally the place where the yin energy was the heaviest, the place closest to the Netherworld.    

    

Yang Fann nodded. He immediately called the Feather Race to take him to the Abyss of Buried Bones.    

    

The Han Tribe moved forward and protected him at the center. Time passed, and the region of feathers could be seen in front of them. The abyss was clearly in front of them.    

    

The bottomless abyss was indescribably deep. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for the corpses of the Winged Race to disappear into the abyss.    

    

The wind was blowing in the abyss, and the feathers of the Winged Race were extremely sharp. There was a possibility that the corpses could be dismantled.    

    

However, the region where the Feather Race of Han lived was cold. Besides, the dead bodies were cut off by the feathers and completely dissolved. The true Abyss of Bone Burying was a place where no flesh and blood could be found.    

    

These were all gossips, and Yang Fann was now standing at the edge of the Bone Burying Abyss.    

    

When he looked at the abyss, he could only feel that the abyss was unfathomable. Although he had the power to travel through the netherworld, he still felt a bit of pressure.