Yin objects are special creatures formed by corpses after death.

This kind of creature is rare. Generally speaking, a dark thing may not be produced in ten thousand corpses.

But on the island, there were actually dark objects gathered together, becoming a huge group, and there were kings leading them!

In addition, there are actually elves on the island?

What a thing this is!

Chen Hao was a little messy.

He originally thought that it was already outrageous enough to have a strange beast like the Thunder Bird on the island to sacrifice spirits, but he didn't expect that now, all such magical things as the elves appeared.

What will happen later?

"My God, I want to leave this island, I want to return to China!"

Chen Hao's mouth twitched, and his thoughts of going home became stronger and stronger.

He always felt that if he continued to stay on this island, the worldview he had shaped over the past twenty years would collapse!

The most important thing is that he is very likely...

Can't live safely on this island!

The king of Yin things and the elves, the strength of these things must be far beyond him and cannot be fought against by him.

"We must speed up our search for the way home."

Chen Hao turned his head and looked at the ancient tea tree covered with snow.

This is his hope for going home!

Of course, before going to the ancient tea tree to find a way to go home, Chen Hao still has one more thing to do.

Chen Hao's eyes fell on the dark object.

"Let me go, let me go, I've said everything."

Seeing Chen Hao coming, Yin Fo also begged for the Word.

Chen Hao smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Let you go? OK!"

The Yin Fo was stunned. He didn't expect Chen Hao to let him go so easily.

The next second, he ran away, afraid that Chen Hao would regret it.

However, as he had just taken two steps, the smile on Chen Hao's mouth became cold.

And pointed like a sword and waved forward.

Wow—

A golden light was extremely powerful, shattering pieces of snowflakes.

Ka!

The golden light flew high, slashing the head of the dark object.

"How could I let you go?"

Chen Hao carried his hands on his back and turned to Shishan: "For the past century, you have devoured countless humans and committed heinous sins. If I let you go, will I still be a human?"

Looking at the dark object lying on the snow, the witch leaned over and knelt down toward Chen Hao's back.

Sephru, Gubani, Batulu...

One tribe after another of the ancient tea tribes also knelt down one after another and kowtowed to Chen Hao.

The snowflakes were cold, and their hands, knees, and foreheads were frozen.

However, they had no regrets and just knelt quietly.

This is not only thanks to Chen Hao, but also his repentance to their compatriots in the past hundred years.

After the Yin object died, Wanwan also regained her mind.

"Mr. Chen..."

She raised her hand and wanted to call Chen Hao, but she held it back.

She felt that the gap between herself and Chen Hao was getting bigger and bigger.

She is not worthy of Chen Hao, and she shouldn't bother Chen Hao.

She sat on a bluestone, hugged her knees, and looked at Chen Hao walking towards the stone mountain.

Just watching from a distance without disturbing, witnessing Chen Hao step by step toward higher ground.

Is this good...are it good, right?

Wanwan said to herself.

On the stone mountain.

Under the ancient tea tree.

Chen Hao stroked his palms across the torso of the ancient tea tree.

Crazy-

The snow fell.

"this……"

Chen Hao's eyes hopped.

The ancient tea tree is actually rotting!

"how so?"

Wu also came and was shocked after seeing this scene.

"Although ancient tea trees would have dried up in the past, they would have recovered in spring and sprouted new buds. However, now the trunks have begun to rot, and it will be impossible for them to recover in the spring next year."

The witch came to the tree and used her spiritual power to stop the ancient tea tree from rotting.

Unfortunately, his measures were useless.

The ancient tea trees are still rotting and heading towards death.

Chen Hao frowned: "I'm sorry."

"Teacher, what are you doing to apologize?" Wu was puzzled.

Chen Hao smiled bitterly and said, "The reason why I have such a strong cultivation level is actually that I have absorbed the essence of life of the ancient tea tree."

From the beginning, he suspected that the divine liquid condensed by the ancient tea tree was condensed by the ancient tea tree consuming the essence of his own life.

But later the witch told him that the ancient tea trees would wither in the past, so he thought it was normal for the ancient tea trees to wither and yellow, not because the condensation of divine liquid consumed the essence of life.

Now, the facts tell him that his initial guess was right!

If he had not absorbed the divine liquid of the ancient tea tree, the ancient tea tree would not have died.

"this……"

After listening to Chen Hao's explanation, Wu was silent for a while.

But soon, he waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Sir, I think I understand the words of that mysterious benefactor from China a hundred years ago, just like you?"

"What does it mean?" Chen Hao was a little confused.

Wu Haha laughed and said, "Didn't the mysterious benefactor say that this tea tree might save our tribe again? We always thought that the ancient tea tree saved our tribe because it was like the plant sacrifice spirits of other tribes, which burst out powerful power to save our tribe in water and fire, but now it seems that this is not the case."

Wu paused slightly and looked at Chen Hao respectfully: "Sir, the meaning of the mysterious benefactor is that the ancient tea tree dedicated the essence of life to restore your cultivation, and then you can save our tribe. This is also indifferent to the ancient tea tree saving our tribe once."

Hearing this, Chen Hao was stunned.

If you explain this way, it seems that you can really explain the pain.

However, that mysterious visitor from China could have a premonition of what happened today a hundred years ago. Isn’t that too much?

At this moment.

Crack-

The rotten ancient tea trees suddenly appeared cracks.

Before Chen Hao and Wu could react, although the ancient tea tree turned into a pile of wood chips.

"What is that?"

Suddenly, the witch exclaimed.

Chen Hao looked up and saw a fist-sized ball in the pile of wood chips emitting black light.

Chen Hao walked forward and picked up the sphere. He found a crack in the middle of the sphere, which seemed to be able to break it apart and divide it into two.

Chen Hao wanted to try it out, and he tried a little harder, but he really broke the wooden sphere apart.

"This is!?"
To be continued...