Chapter 682: Planting God

Although the things were precious, Zhao Yin still had to borrow them due to Emma's kindness to Zhao Yin.

"I wonder what you keep asking for this for?" Zhao Yin asked.

"Now, most of my equipment has been lost. The place I am going to is even more dangerous. I need a few more life-saving things!"

Emma said: "This is the true form of a god. Although it is a decaying god, its root system is very important to it. Wood-based gods are extremely rare in the world."

"These old tree roots are fundamental to the demon wood god. They are treasures of heaven and earth. If they are used as supplementary ingredients for extraordinary food, they will surely shine!"

"I plan to use this to hire a master to upgrade and build my Heavenly Remnant!"

After speaking, Emma looked at Zhao Yin.

Zhao Yin had tested it before and found that the nine old tree roots did not seem to have any magic, so he asked.

Emma smiled kindly: "The power of gods is beyond extraordinary energy. Divine power is invisible and returns to nature. If you evolve to that level, you will naturally understand!"

"Everything in this world may seem ordinary, but can you say that the power of this world is not as good as extraordinary?"

These two simple sentences shocked Zhao Yin's heart.

Everything in the world comes from the power of world rules, including transcendence.

Before the end of the world, someone had suggested that the great road was invisible, which was similar to Emma's words.

Could it be that the gods are already able to keep pace with the power of the world?

None of this was what Zhao Yin could understand now, and he dismissed his thoughts.

"Grandma Emma wants it, just take it."

Emma got the promise, but she didn't expect it. She waved her hand, and a power of teleportation burst out in the desolation, instantly rolling up one of the old tree roots.

The next moment, the old tree roots disappeared from the same place, and no one knew where they went.

Annihilation's heartbroken voice sounded in Zhao Yin's mind, as if the nine old tree roots were already in its possession.

"Prodigal, prodigal, great owner of forbidden things, how could you give away such a treasure?"

Zhao Yin was already feeling pain in his body, but after hearing this, his pain became even more severe.

He directly closed the mental connection with Annihilation.

After his ears were clean, Zhao Yin looked at Emma: "Grandma Emma, ​​I wonder if my eight remaining old tree roots can be used to make extraordinary food, and what kind of effects will it have?"

"Also, if I take it and hire the master you are looking for, what kind of reward will he give me?"

When Emma heard this, she was slightly startled and asked, "Didn't the person who cut off the roots of the old tree for you tell you?"

"Tell me what?" Zhao Yin was also stunned.

"You own the core of the world. If you plant the body of a god and nourish it with the flesh and blood of living creatures, it may... be the best way to deal with them for you!"

"Planting a god?" Zhao Yin's eyes widened.

"The Demonic Wood God uses flesh and blood as nourishment. The higher the level of flesh and blood, the greater its growth will be. The eight roots of the Wood God may, one day, give birth to a divine soul!"

Emma said: "If this is true, by that day, there will be eight prototypes of gods!"

The prototype of a god?

Zhao Yin was in a daze, and just thinking about it made his blood boil.

What about planting eight gods? After vigorously cultivating them, will they turn into as powerful as a demonic wood god?

However, is it really that easy to become a god?

Emma saw the worry in Zhao Yin's heart and said with a smile: "Of course it's not that easy. This is just a conjecture."

Zhao Yin's heart suddenly became cold: "You still let me plant it?"

"Boy Zhao Yin, think about it carefully, are the eight dead tree roots more useful, or the eight living wood god's bodies?"

Zhao Yin once again suddenly realized that even a giant demon tree without a reborn soul is more useful than eight old tree roots!

He cupped his fists and bowed deeply to Emma.

Along the way, Emma's help to him can be said to be the cornerstone of Zhao Yin's growth.

"Thank you, Grandma Emma."

Emma smiled, her face darkened again, and she turned to look at the cornfield.

There, Wang Xiaolei's suppressed crying could be heard faintly.

"She is the most crying little girl I have ever seen."

Emma sighed with a deep sense of doting and reluctance, and seemed to hesitate to speak: "Young boy Zhao Yin...!"

Recently, Emma has begged Zhao Yin more times than she has in her entire life.

At this moment, I suddenly didn't know how to speak.

"Grandma Emma, ​​Xiaolei is your granddaughter and also my Zhao Yin." Zhao Yin said.

There was no need to promise anything, Emma already understood and smiled kindly.

"Boy Zhao Yin, what you owe me has been paid off long ago. Now, I owe you!"

After saying that, Emma's kind figure slowly faded away and merged into the void.

Zhao Yin could sense from the core of the world that Emma was like a ray of light passing through the transparent glass, leaving the boundary wall...

Zhao Yin discovered that with the current power of the World Core, there was no way to stop it.

"Grandma Emma, ​​can you come back?" Zhao Yin asked.

Emma heard clearly, but did not answer, and just disappeared in front of Zhao Yin.

It was as if she had never been here.

After a long time, Zhao Yin turned around and looked at the cornfield.

Wang Xiaolei sat under a low corn leaf, burying her face in her knees.

The corpse demon Zhang Jie on the side pinched Annihilation over and over again, looking at her blankly.

Zhao Yin suddenly didn't know how to comfort Wang Xiaolei.

Among the girls around him, Wang Xiaolei is now the strongest, but her mind is the most immature one, still a child.

Now, the journey to the ninth battlefield has come to an end.

Before Zhao Yin was ready to return to the Arctic Ocean Forbidden Land, he closed his eyes and sensed the existence of the main body.

Then, his face changed drastically.

…

At this moment, in an unknown space.

The main body looked at the gray world in front of him with a sullen face.

The light here is dim like the dusk of a rainy day.

There is a decayed smell everywhere, as if the gray mist floating in the sky is the gas from the decay of countless animal corpses.

There is no sun, moon, or stars here, only the cold wind that blows across the cheeks. For the people and contracted beasts from the dead of winter, it is not cold, but it makes people feel cold inexplicably.

Everywhere you look, there are broken bluestone tombstones and deserted graves.

There is no end in all directions, as if you have walked into the netherworld.

What really made Zhao Yin feel uneasy was that he found that since he came here, all the extraordinary power in his body could no longer overflow.

Even supernatural powers could not be formed.

It was as if this world had no rule power and could not resonate with supernatural powers!

Even the equipment on all people and contracted beasts became dim and dull. Apart from the solidity of the equipment itself, they lost all their abilities!

Even the rules of space had long disappeared here, which made Zhao Yin unable to open two life spaces.

His sense of security completely disappeared!

This also caused the clone to be unable to merge with the main body...

Time went back to one day ago.

Zhao Yin finally led the team out of the space tunnel, and a huge palace ruin appeared in front of him.

When the life space was destroyed by the devil wood god, the main body also suffered backlash and almost fainted.

But with King Mo's move, repelling the devil wood god, repairing the world barrier, and then killing the demigod, restoring the upgrade of life in the world, Zhao Yin... was also able to recover.

He saw from afar that there was a space portal in the ruins.

Under the portal, I saw a big treasure chest left by the pig tribe again.

It was not a red copper treasure chest, but mithril!