Chapter 1875 The Drawbacks of Too High a Class

"Also, with Wen Yu dead, Wen Ni is probably in danger. I need to find her and bring her back to my side as soon as possible!"

Zhao Yin continued, "The Thunder Dragon Clan and the Angel Clan might go to war over the matter of Lie Mei... If that's the case, then the human race will be cleared of suspicion regarding Lie Mei's matter!"

"Once this matter is over, I will go to find Winnie."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lili seemed to have long been accustomed to his comings and goings.

"Would you like to have lunch together?" Zhou Lili asked.

Zhao Yin hesitated slightly, then nodded: "Okay!"

Zhou Lili smiled happily and said, "I'll go call Ning Yue and the others, and we'll all eat together."

Zhao Yin took Zhao Wuling from Xiao Afu's arms.

Immediately, the rich, milky scent unique to infants filled my nostrils.

The little one is already seven months old.

Her baby teeth had grown, snow-white and tiny; everything about her was so tender, as if she could be crushed at any moment.

Zhao Yin carefully carried his daughter out of the hiding tent, with Little Afu following behind.

Once in the sunlight, Zhao Yin's gaze was irresistibly drawn to his daughter once again.

In the sunlight, Zhao Wuling's hair had a healthy sheen.

With her big, bright eyes, she looked at Zhao Yin curiously.

Zhao Wuling seemed to be quite unfamiliar with this father.

"Wu Ling, do you know who I am?" Zhao Yin smiled, his heart filled with tenderness.

"Father... Father...!"

Zhao Wuling made unclear sounds, making it impossible for Zhao Yin to tell whether she truly knew or was just talking nonsense.

"Uncle Zhao, Little Ling'er is calling you!" Little Afu exclaimed with delight.

Zhao Yin smiled gently, freeing one hand to rub little Afu's head: "She's still young."

After all, she was only seven months old, and since her birth, Zhao Yin had rarely had the opportunity to spend time with her and her mother.

"But Uncle Zhao, Xiao Ling'er has never called anyone 'Dad,' she's really smart."

"Father! Father!"

As soon as Xiao Afu finished speaking, Zhao Wuling called out to Zhao Yin again, staring at him with her big eyes, seemingly very serious.

Zhao Yin couldn't help but feel happy. Regardless of whether his daughter was calling him intentionally or not, he would take it as her calling him. So what?

"Five Spirits, call out again!"

"Father! Father!"

Zhao Wuling's voice still sounded muffled.

Zhao Yin took out a handful of amethyst crystals, intending to crush them and infuse the energy into his daughter's body.

But then he suddenly worried that if he forced Zhao Wuling to mature too quickly, it might not be a good thing.

He placed the amethyst into Little Afu's hand: "Little Afu, thank you for your hard work."

"Uncle Zhao, Little Afu is at home. Sister Lily is very kind to me. I eat well and sleep soundly!"

Little Afu finally seemed less nervous, her big eyes squinting.

Zhao Yin gently embraced Zhao Wuling and plopped down on the tree root of the ancestral spirit's clone.

"When you grow up, if you wish to fulfill the wishes of your ancestors, I will give you a set of equipment and send you into the Ninth Battlefield."

"Uncle Zhao, will Little Ling'er come with me?" Little Afu asked innocently.

Zhao Yin was taken aback: "Of course Zhao Wuling won't go."

He would never let his daughter set foot in such a dangerous place when she grew up.

Zhao Yin alone in the Zhao family is enough to fight for humanity.

That way, we can live up to our ancestors' expectations.

On the battlefield, tens of thousands of humans die every day; even kings are not safe...

He didn't want his daughter to become one of the victims.

So be it...

"Uncle Zhao, wherever Little Ling'er is, Little Afu is there too...!"

Little Afu tugged at her fingers and whispered, "Little Afu only wants to stay with Little Ling'er and grow up together. Wherever she goes, Little Afu will follow."

Then, the little girl cautiously asked, "Uncle Zhao, will you be angry?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yin was quite pleased. He raised his hand again, cupped Xiao Afu's entire head, and gently rubbed it.

"Don't be angry. Too many people in the Li family have already died. Little Afu has the right to do whatever she likes."

Little Afu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Father! Father!"

Zhao Wuling seemed very happy, stretching out her two chubby little hands to touch Zhao Yin's nose.

Her little hands were so small that it took both of them to barely hold her. Then the little one looked up and kissed her.

Zhao Yin suddenly felt his nose filled with saliva, which smelled of milk...

His heart, like ice meeting the blazing sun, melted rapidly.

The bond of blood made him cherish it like a treasure, allowing his daughter to treat his nose like a toy...

Soon, the girls arrived outside the hiding tent...

……

After Zhao Yin finished eating with the girls, he stepped out of the cloaking tent. The terrifying sea of ​​corpses that had been suppressed in space was now mostly gone.

Moments later, the last zombie was devoured by the spirit clone and turned into dust.

After the ancestral spirit avatar digested all the energy, it simulated the Eye of God.

[Ancestor Treeman: Rank unknown, a growing ancestor life form, Strength 78590000, Agility 78550000, Defense 79260000, Spirit 78510000, Talent: Better than the master!

Note: The Human Race's Ninth Battlefield, 108th Extraordinary Civilization, led by Zhao Yin, painstakingly cultivates this new creature! Its potential is unknown! It's Human!

At this moment, the attributes of the primordial spirit clone tripled.

But Zhao Yin felt a headache coming on; he was just a hair's breadth away from being on par with an early-stage level five god...

It was much worse than Zhao Yin had expected.

That endless sea of ​​corpses, formed from countless living beings, accounts for 70% of all living beings in the entire Eighth Domain. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it's numbering in the trillions!

How much vitality and energy does it contain?

Even if the ancestral spirit's clone and the yellow flower demon each devoured half of it, it shouldn't only have this many attributes!

Zhao Yin recalled the evolution of the ancestral spirit clone and discovered that after the clone's individual basic attributes evolved to fifty million...

The speed at which zombies are devoured is faster, but the rate at which basic attribute points increase is getting slower and slower...

In an instant, Zhao Yin understood: "The life level of the ancestral spirit avatar is much higher than any life level I have ever seen. As the level increases, the amount of energy I can absorb also decreases."

With this realization, Zhao Yin felt even more frustrated.

Doesn't that mean that to evolve a primordial spirit avatar into an ancestral god level, one would need to devour all living beings in hundreds of great domains?

Evolving to the fifth-level Ancestral God level, devouring the entire void and all the great domains... is that enough?

Zhao Yin dared not think any further...

Because he discovered that the level of life was too high...

That's not a good thing either!

Although it can crush any creature in battles of the same level, its evolution is far too slow.

What's the use of a high rank if you haven't evolved to the level of an ancestral god?

What annoyed Zhao Yin the most was that even after evolving to this point, he was still not an adult!

To obtain the essence and blood of the primordial spirit avatar and evolve the original body into a primordial spirit life form, one still needs to wait.

The gaze of the ancestral spirit's avatar fell upon the yellow flower demon...

[Yellow Flower Demon: Rank: God-level; Species: Ancient Relic! Evolution Level: 100/73; Strength: 83460000; Agility: 82210000; Defense: 82520000; Spirit Power: 83150000; Talents: Weapon Transformation! Seed Planting! Corpse Devouring! Poisonous Domain!]

Note: A completely new species, with unknown growth limits, a product of the core world]