1520: C1520 100 Million Dead Souls

C1520 100 Million Dead Souls

Slowly, more and more souls entered Ye Ziheng's body. From the beginning, there were five or six, a dozen or so souls, to the next few hundred souls. More than a thousand, up until now, almost every second... More than a hundred thousand dead souls drilled into Ye Ziheng's body.2

In just a dozen seconds, the number of souls in Ye Ziheng's body had reached millions.

"Kid, can you hold on?"

The Demon Lord couldn't help but ask. Ye Ziheng seemed to have reached his limit. If this continued, he might die instantly.

However, Ye Ziheng didn't care at all. He continued to stuff the souls of the dead into his body, as if he didn't care about his own life or death at all.

In the end, the Demon Sovereign could only sigh and say nothing.

Ye Ziheng had his own choice. Whatever he wanted to do should be his own business, and the Demon Sovereign wouldn't want to interfere with his business.

As time passed, the number of dead souls in Ye Ziheng's body increased. It had already reached tens of millions of souls, and the number was still increasing.

"Puchi ~"

A mouthful of blood gushed out of Ye Ziheng's mouth, but Ye Ziheng acted as if nothing had happened and continued to persist.

Thirty million, forty million, fifty million...

The number of dead souls in Ye Ziheng's body was increasing at a shocking speed, and it didn't seem to stop at all.

Obviously, Ye Ziheng's target was at least one hundred million dead souls. However, Ye Ziheng's body didn't seem to support his decision.

When the number of dead souls reached 70 million, Ye Ziheng finally couldn't hold on any longer. Dark red blood began to flow out from his seven apertures, and his body couldn't help but tremble. However, he didn't have the slightest intention of giving up. He gritted his teeth. The number of dead souls he had managed to sustain to eighty million.

"Host's life is in danger. Please stop cultivating."

The System sent a notification to Ye Ziheng, but he pretended not to hear it and continued cultivating.

He began to feel his body being torn apart bit by bit. His internal organs were broken into pieces one by one. Blood was flowing all over his body without any pattern.

Ye Ziheng could feel pain and despair, but he didn't give up. He continued to absorb the souls of the dead.

However, when the number of souls in Ye Ziheng's body reached 85 million, he couldn't hold it anymore. He felt that his will was slowly dissipating, and his body was slowly losing consciousness.

At this moment, a force suddenly entered his body. His consciousness gradually recovered, and the speed of the dead souls entering his body increased. In less than a minute, it had reached a shocking 100 million.

At this time, Ye Ziheng had no time to think about where that force came from. He hurriedly gathered all the dead souls together and began his breakthrough.

He could feel that the souls were trying to take over his rationality at the same time, but fortunately, they did not unite to resist Ye Ziheng. Instead, they each formed their own camps.

But even so, it was still an extremely difficult task for Ye Ziheng. After all, 100 million dead souls were not something that could be easily controlled.

But at this moment, a red light suddenly flew out from Ye Ziheng's Storage Ring and into his head.

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