"Since he has lost, Lin Jinglong, as his successor, will likely also fail!"

"What kind of bullshit invincible bloodline is this? It's just a unique bloodline inheritance. How strong can it be?"

“Our Lin family bloodline is already powerful enough, and he and Lin Wudi are just special cases.”

"But exceptions cannot ultimately reverse fate!"

Lin Ruchu muttered to herself as if she had gone mad.

Neither Huang Lin nor He Yilin responded to his words; instead, they subconsciously turned their gazes to Lin Jinglong.

At this moment, his face was extremely gloomy.

It seemed as if blood flames were suddenly rising from his body.

Only Lin Ruchu, who was opposite him, was unaware of the danger and was muttering to herself in a strange manner. Huang Lin, on the other hand, sensed the crisis.

"Lin Wudi has indeed been defeated, which was expected. However, Lin Jinglong's aura seems to be increasing."

"He's already at the third level of the Immortal Realm!"

He Yilin suddenly roared wildly.

Amidst the falling golden raindrops, Lin Jinglong reached out and grabbed Lin Ruchu by the neck. Lin Ruchu, who was no match for him, struggled violently.

"True Lord Huanglin, help me!"

"You are a true immortal from the upper realm, you can definitely save me!"

"Don't let Lin Jinglong kill me..."

His tone suddenly became weak.

Because Lin Jinglong was using the Blood Transformation Technique to seize the aura from Lin Ruchu, and after absorbing it, he was consolidating his own realm.

His state of mind also underwent a subtle change.

It was all because of the meaningful look that Lin Wudi, in his dying moments, cast at him from the heavens…