Everyone within five kilometers of the valley was absorbed by the people in the valley. As for the grey-robed old man, he had no choice but to accept this and didn't dare to resist at all.
Even more people began to cultivate the soul refining spell. Even the grey-robed old man was very interested in this spell.
Due to the large number of tribe members and the people that Ouyang Hua and company had captured when they attacked other tribes, there were now more than 500 males here. This could be considered a medium status among the nearby tribes.
With so many people gathered together, whether it was inside or outside the valley, it was a bit crowded. Wang Lin personally set up a formation to deal with this. This formation used the restrictions as the foundation and fused the formation around the valley with the five kilometer protective formation around it.
This formation had a radius of around 20 kilometers, so it solved the problem of not having enough space.
Every new tribe needed a name. After Ouyang Hua asked many times, Wang Lin named it the Soul Refining Tribe.
At the center of the 20 kilometer-wide Soul Refining Tribe was the valley from before. At this moment, everyone in the valley had moved out and was living outside. The entire valley was now a restricted area, and only Wang Lin was inside by himself. Unless he was summoned, no one was allowed to enter.
Other than that, there were also people from the Spirit Soul Tribe standing guard at the entrance of the valley like guards.
This valley had become the spiritual symbol of the Soul Refining Tribe and the peak of power. Wang Lin, who lived here, was respected and feared by everyone in the Soul Refining Tribe.
Wang Lin's rules hadn't changed. There were only three ways to obtain the chant for the next stage.
Everyone in the Soul Refining Tribe seized all the time they had to cultivate. Aside from a few patrolling people, there was almost no one around. Everyone was cultivating in their own houses.
The current Soul Refining Tribe was no longer the same as any other tribe in the Demon Spirit Land. In comparison, it was more like a new cultivation sect.
Wang Lin's life was immersed in peace. He lived alone in the valley, and with his spell, all the houses in the valley disappeared. The valley became a paradise, like a celestial realm.
Wang Lin personally built a cabin in this celestial realm. This cabin was very simple, but it contained a grand dao. If a cultivator saw this cabin, they would immediately notice that although the size of each piece of wood was different, there was no difference in their weight.
This wooden house was where Wang Lin lived. He sat in the lotus position inside the wooden house and quietly cultivated.
What he absorbed wasn't celestial spiritual energy but demonic spiritual energy!
Time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was winter. The winter in the Demon Spirit Land was no different from the outside. White snow fell from the sky, and the entire world was covered in silver.
Wang Lin opened his eyes from his cultivation and walked out of the cabin. Snowflakes fell from the sky. He quietly watched the snowflakes fall and was completely immersed in them.
Shortly after, Wang Lin looked up at the sky and muttered, "Two years …"
It had been almost two years since he came to the Demon Spirit Land. Once this winter passed, it would be exactly two years.
He raised his right hand and caught a falling snowflake. When the snowflake landed on his palm, he felt a trace of coldness. Shortly after, the snowflake melted and a trace of demonic spiritual energy entered Wang Lin's body through his palm.
"Everything in the Demon Spirit Land contains demonic spiritual energy …" Wang Lin took a deep breath, sat down in the lotus position, and closed his eyes.
More and more snowflakes fell on Wang Lin's body. Several hours later, Wang Lin turned into a snowman.
He didn't move at all as he quietly absorbed the demonic spiritual energy from the snowflakes. In these two years of time, the number of demonic crystals in his body had increased from five ranks to 34 ranks!
The higher one went, the more difficult it became to increase. Three ranks of demonic spiritual energy was equivalent to the Foundation Establishment stage, and 10 times higher was the Core Formation stage. After that, it would increase by 10 times as much as before.
The reason Wang Lin condensed demonic spiritual energy was because demonic spiritual energy could fuse with celestial spiritual energy. As a result, celestial spiritual energy could be increased.
In order to reach the late stage of Soul Transformation, although Wang Lin had 100 years' worth of celestial jades, it was still a bit difficult. As for the amount of celestial jades needed to reach the Ascendant stage, it was unimaginable.
As a result, if he wanted to increase his cultivation level, he had to take a shortcut. Converting demonic spiritual energy into celestial jades was one of the methods Wang Lin thought of. If Wang Lin could think of this method, then others could as well. Right now it all depended on who could absorb the most demonic spiritual energy.
From Wang Lin's point of view, demonic spiritual energy was a different kind of celestial jades that could increase one's cultivation level!
In these two years of time, the Soul Refining Tribe's strength increased again and again. Due to the need for the next rank chant, more and more tribe members came out of the valley to train. In addition, almost every month, there would be tribe members going out to attack smaller tribes. Along with capturing large amounts of captives, they also brought back a large amount of demonic crystals.
What is worth mentioning is that the formations used to resist outside invasions had almost no effect on the natives of the Demon Spirit Land. Aside from resisting the waves of the Night of Demon Spirit, it seemed like the only use of these formations was to prevent outsiders from entering.
As time passed, the Soul Refining Tribe's population increased even more. It seemed like 20 kilometers wasn't enough anymore.
As a result, it was time to expand the formation. Wang Lin spent three days studying it and finally expanded the formation by another 20 kilometers. Just like this, the Soul Refining Tribe with a 40 kilometer area suddenly became one of the most powerful tribes in the surrounding tens of thousands of kilometers!
The increase in the number of flag people caused even more people to cultivate the soul refining spell. Wang Lin knew that the soul fragments inside the soul flag needed to be nurtured many times in order to display their full power.
He couldn't teach these people this method, so he took out the one-billion-soul soul flag. With the help of his spell, the flag turned into a large, black fog that covered the surrounding 40 kilometers.
As soon as the black mist appeared, everyone in the Soul Refining Tribe was shocked, and they all walked out from their houses. Some people with powerful cultivations even wrapped themselves in their Soul Controlling Streamers and flew into the air. They wanted to see what was going on inside the black mist.
"Release your soul fragments into the black fog several times a day to increase the power of your soul fragments!" Wang Lin's voice came from the valley and echoed within the 40 kilometer area.
The moment his voice came out, everyone within 40 kilometers knelt on the ground without exception. The respect in their eyes was very strong, and they knelt in the opposite direction of the valley where Wang Lin lived.
After this black fog appeared, the area within a radius of 40 miles would be shrouded in black fog. Within this black fog, countless human and beast souls would roar and roar.
The people of the Soul Refining Tribe gradually got used to releasing their soul fragments into the black fog to refine. This black fog became the unique symbol of the Soul Refining Tribe.
Not everyone in the Soul Refining Tribe cultivated the soul refining spell. Some people couldn't cultivate at all, so they could only go out to hunt and provide food.
Shi San was one of these hunters.
Ever since his cultivation was crippled, he hadn't said a single word. He was like a mute, and there wasn't the slightest bit of intelligence on his body. It was as if he was just a body.
Only late at night, when he tried to cultivate countless times would one see a different expression on his face. However, this expression was one of deep pain and unwillingness.
He was unwilling to accept this. There were many people in the tribe who had cultivated to the fourth level, and there were many who had more than ten soul streamers. There were even a few talented and intelligent individuals who had completely replaced Thirteen's position from back then. They were the new experts of the tribe after Ouyang Hua.
All of these things were stabbing at his heart all the time.
It was because of this that when he went out to hunt, he would fight with his life on the line. After a long time, he had almost died many times. If it weren't for his fellow tribe members taking care of him, he would have long since died.
Some of the people who took care of him knew about Shi San's status in the tribe. Seeing him like this, they could only sigh in their hearts.
On this day, Wang Lin was in the valley, staring at a piece of wood in his hand. This piece of wood was black and gave off a ghostly light.
This piece of wood was obtained by a tribe member when they attacked a small tribe. They didn't find any demon crystals, but they found this piece of wood in a place where the tribe members were worshipping. That tribe member took it back and gave it to Wang Lin.
As he was looking at it, Wang Lin suddenly raised his head and looked outside the valley. After a while, he heard Ouyang Hua's ancient voice come from outside.
"Junior has something to ask of the ancestor!"
Everyone naturally called him ancestor. Wang Lin didn't refuse, so he tacitly accepted it.
"Come in!"
Wang Lin looked down at the piece of wood in his hand.
Ouyang Hua's figure entered the valley with a person in his arms. This person was covered in blood and his face was pale.
Ouyang Hua quickly arrived next to Wang Lin, knelt on the ground, put the person in his arms to the side, and whispered, "Ancestor, when Shi San was hunting, he encountered a rare demonic beast. The Old Man noticed it and immediately rushed over, but he was too late … If any living thing in the Demon Spirit Land accumulates too much demonic energy in their body, they will undergo demonic transformation. Once they undergo demonic transformation, their strength will increase several fold.
Wang Lin placed the piece of wood beside him and raised his head to look at Shi San.
Shi San looked a lot older than he was one year ago. He no longer looked like a youth, but an old man.
Wang Lin said, in a serious tone, "You can leave!"
Ouyang Hua got up and respectfully left.
After walking out of the valley, he let out a sigh. He looked back at the valley and thought, "Shi San, it all depends on your fortune …"
Wang Lin looked at Shi San and began to ponder.