Chapter 567: The Resurrection of the Demon Lord

Ye Lin walked toward the God-Worshipping Tower, but as soon as he approached, he discovered that an invisible, transparent barrier had appeared around the tower at some point.

Without a word, Ye Lin condensed a bolt of World-Extinguishing Wild Thunder and smashed it against it.

Facing the thunder with its majestic heavenly might, the transparent barrier did not move in the slightest.

Ye Lin felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

That feeling was just like being exceptionally gifted and undefeated in a hundred battles, yet having no member of the opposite sex around you.

He knew too little about this so-called God—so little that he had no idea how many other methods the opponent might have that he was unaware of.

He could only passively follow the opponent's lead in everything.

This feeling of being led by the nose made Ye Lin extremely uncomfortable.

He sat down in front of the God-Worshipping Tower, no longer in a hurry to do anything.

If he only met moves with counter-moves, he would be stuck in a passive position forever.

Only by figuring out what that God wanted to do and deducing his goal could he seize the initiative.

Ye Lin began to recall the information that guy had revealed to him after they met.

This world had been destroyed eight times and reborn nine times; now was the ninth time.

And the God's intention was to completely destroy this world this time.

This involved two possibilities.

First, the Undying Demon Dragon's vitality was so powerful that even an existence at the God's level had to kill it nine times in a row to completely eradicate it.

Second, the God was using this world as his cultivation resource; something he was cultivating required slaughtering this world once more to reach perfection.

Combining this with what the God said about this being the last time, Ye Lin felt the second possibility was more likely.

Or perhaps, both possibilities existed?

"Does that God need the power of souls from living beings?"

Ye Lin remembered that just now, whether it was the Seventh God-Duke Po Gui or the First God-Duke Zhi Ming, after they slaughtered living beings on a massive scale, their soul bodies were all detained into the City of God and disappeared.

Ye Lin himself was the holder of the Human Emperor Flag, and he knew very well that soul power could indeed effectively amplify strength.

Ye Lin felt that his guess was already very close to the truth, but he still needed to verify it.

He returned to the location of his true body and, through the light-pillar cage, had his true body take out the Human Emperor Flag.

"Bai San, come out!"

"I remember you once said that this world is a giant pasture?"

Ye Lin stared fixedly at Bai San.

Bai San nodded slowly; this time he didn't dawdle and spoke directly.

"Increase my daily time out for fresh air and free activity to two hours, and I'll tell you what you want."

"Deal."

In an emergency, Ye Lin couldn't be bothered to haggle with Bai San; besides, promising didn't mean I had to do it—having a formula made solving problems fast.

Hearing this, a look of joy appeared on Bai San's face; he hadn't expected this "Ye the Skin-Flayer" to be so easy to talk to this time.

"I believe you've already guessed something. That's right, this world is actually a giant petri dish, and the souls of living beings after death are a scarce resource."

"However, in any part of the myriad worlds, large-scale slaughter of ordinary people is strictly prohibited. Therefore, powerful beings refine small worlds to use as petri dishes, continuously producing soul bodies."

"Your world is one of them."

Hearing this, Ye Lin frowned deeply.

"That doesn't make sense."

He raised his doubt, because he had once thought about farming the people of the Sang Kingdom to nourish the Human Emperor Flag.

"First of all, if they want more souls, why create two hostile races like the humans and the demons? Wouldn't war consume even more souls?"

"If you want maximum production, you should provide enough resources and let them live worry-free while constantly having children; that is how you maximize soul output."

Bai San shook his head at these words.

"You're thinking too simply. Different souls contain different energies; they need diversified souls."

"You can understand it as: free-range chickens running all over the mountains are more chewy and delicious than chickens raised in cages."

"Only souls that have experienced the hardships of the human world, experienced joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, birth, old age, sickness, death, and the hatred of parting are precious. Souls cultivated on a single assembly line are too boring."

Ye Lin raised an eyebrow.

"Damn it, this bastard is quite the gourmet."

Bai San's words confirmed the guess in the depths of Ye Lin's heart.

What that so-called God needed, besides himself as the Undying Demon Dragon, was every soul in this world.

Knowing the God's goal, Ye Lin knew what he should do.

If the enemy can go, I can go too!

Instead of letting the God destroy this world, he might as well borrow the lives of the living beings of this realm to slay the God!

Ye Lin's consciousness returned to his true body, and then his true body let out a roar, driving both the Chaotic Divine Domain and the Undying Divine Domain to their limits.

Under this terrifying power, the eight light pillars began to twist and crack.

Seizing this opportunity, Ye Lin directly activated the Human Emperor Flag.

Millions of soul bodies swarmed out, rushing toward the outside of the cage.

As soon as they touched the white light pillars, the soul bodies would be instantly annihilated.

But with the Human Emperor Flag present, the soul bodies could be resurrected endlessly.

Under this "sea of souls" tactic, the first soul body soon rushed outside the cage.

Following closely were the second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth.

One after another, the soul bodies rushed outside the cage, and even Bai San was released by Ye Lin.

The soul bodies, wave upon wave, joined forces with Ye Lin to forcibly pry open a crack and successfully send the Human Emperor Flag out.

Ye Lin's clone grabbed the Human Emperor Flag!

The Human Emperor Flag waved, yin winds howled, and resentment soared to the heavens.

The army of millions of soul bodies, led by Ban Muming, stood ready in battle formation.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes; just thinking about what he was about to do made him want to laugh.

Ye Lin dyed his hair purple, put on purple colored contacts, and charged toward the Demon Realm holding the Human Emperor Flag.

Because the Demon Lord had been killed, coupled with the sudden descent of the City of God, every living being in the entire Demon Realm was currently in a state of panic.

A beautiful young demon girl was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she fled in all directions.

Just then, Ye Lin appeared before her like a divine soldier descending from heaven.

"Are... are you Lord Demon Lord?"

Looking at that face identical to the Demon Lord's, the girl was dazed.

A kind smile appeared on Ye Lin's face as he reached out toward the young demon girl.

"Hello, I am Qin Shi Huang... oh wait, no, I am the Demon Lord. Actually, I didn't die; I have been resurrected. Are you willing to join hands with me to save this shattered world?"