Experiencing the heavenly tribulation was only a small matter for Ling Han. After half a day, the dark clouds in the skies dispersed, and fair weather returned—though there was no sun in the skies. It was only studded by countless stars eternally.
The heavenly tribulation had passed, which also meant that Ling Han had truly advanced to Yin Soul Tier.
"Bastard, how are you going to compensate me?" that bright, beautiful young girl yelled out. She did not lose her courage just because Ling Han was a Yin Soul while she herself was only a third severance. She was like a little tiger.
"Ling Han!" The Empress, Hu Niu, and Bewitching Maiden Rou all raced over as well. Meanwhile, Xiao Gu was still bearing that endearingly silly expression. To say nothing of a mere 9,000 years having passed, even if nine trillion years passed, he probably wouldn't change much, either.