"What are all these things? What a stroke of luck!"

The mountains stretched out majestically, barren of vegetation, covered with gravel. A tall, robust bear, its body the size of a small mountain, walked among them. Sunlight, from who knows where, fell upon its body, and its dark fur reflected a hint of purple.

This is a colossal beast with ancient bloodlines. It exudes an imposing aura without being angry, and its every step is filled with a murderous aura. However, its bear eyes, which appear extremely small compared to its massive body, are filled with confusion.

He was sent by his master to this place full of rocks and rubble, but he found nothing here. There was no inheritance of creation that his master had mentioned. There were only endless mountains, and he couldn't even see a blade of grass.

The bear wandered aimlessly through the area, his temper growing increasingly volatile. Finally, he erupted, his massive paws lashing out, causing rocks to crumble, hills to collapse, and the earth to tremble amidst billowing dust.

But all of this was useless. After he vented his anger, everything remained as it had been destroyed, and nothing changed.

He had neither the opportunity he desired nor the means to leave this place; it seemed to be a prison rather than the land of destiny the master spoke of.

At this point, Xiong Cuiyue couldn't even muster any anger. He sat sullenly on the ground, closed his eyes, and actually fell asleep on the spot. In just a moment, he was snoring loudly.

However, as the bear's chest rose and fell rhythmically, its breathing gradually became steady, and amidst the billowing dust, it was unclear what it had triggered.

Amidst the myriad mountains and valleys, wisps of primordial spiritual energy, imbued with the aura of the Great Dao, emerged, gradually drifting towards the body of the giant bear lying supine on the ground, resembling a small hill, as it tilted its head back to breathe.

A vortex formed above the bear's wide-open mouth, sweeping away all the emerging primordial energy. Its own aura also gradually changed, with a thin layer of dust appearing on its thick fur, which then gradually thickened and turned into rock.

Elsewhere, the wind howled, and looking around, there was nowhere to land; only endless wind. A slender figure with black wings spread out nimbly weaved through the wind, her expression changing from initial confusion to surprise.

"Law!"

The Sky Clan is different from the Tyrant Bears who inherit ancient bloodlines. They are very similar to the human race, except that they have a pair of wings on their backs. Their bloodline power is not strong. If they do not cultivate, their strength is not much stronger than that of the human race. They only have the advantage of flying.

However, what is most commendable about the Sky Clan is that the proportion of its members who are capable of cultivation is extremely high, almost overwhelming that of the human race. But compared to the human race, their numbers are extremely small and cannot be compared at all.

Han Ling, who is able to represent her race and enter the Nine Heavens, naturally possesses the most outstanding talent, surpassing many human prodigies. If she were born into the human race or a major sect, she could even compete for the title of Dao Child.

With such talent, upon entering this secret place where there was nothing but Lan Feng, it didn't take long for her to react and understand its mysteries. The inheritance was already clearly displayed before her eyes; it was just a matter of whether she could comprehend it.

This kind of transmission has neither text nor images, but only extraordinary phenomena that are closest to the origin of the Great Dao. Those who can comprehend it can directly grasp the essence of the scriptures without worrying about being misled.

However, the disadvantages of this method of inheritance are also very obvious, because if one's qualifications are even slightly lacking, one will not be able to see anything and will think that one has come to see the scenery.

In the other four secret realms, corresponding to "Earth," "Water," and "Fire" respectively, Feng Bingwen's three guardian spirits immediately began to receive the inheritance upon entering. Only one golden spirit was somewhat unaccustomed to the "Dui" trigram land, but it also had a unique aura of the Great Dao lingering around its spirit body.

These guardian spirits are closely related to Feng Bingwen, but the insights they have gained at this moment have no effect on Feng Bingwen at all, because Feng Bingwen has also fallen into a very special state.

This state is similar to the transformation he underwent in the Immortal Gourd, but it is simpler and purer because this time, there are no innate Dao scriptures for him to comprehend.

His "spirit" roamed within his body, surveying the microcosm contained within, revealing many previously unnoticed and unnoticed mysteries.

Feng Bingwen began to explore the "Taoist Canon" contained within his body, and then sensed the existence of his soul. He also noticed the influence from the outside world, and a force was guiding him.

This was a more wondrous transformation. Feng Bingwen's power level did not increase, but his understanding of the innate five elements Dao body and his control over immortal spiritual energy increased day by day.

While Feng Bingwen was contemplating the Dao and comprehending the Dharma, outside the Qian Yuan Ba ​​Jing Palace, a group of geniuses who had been drawn there by the sight of the collapsing heavens gathered together. They gazed at the palace surrounded by a vast and magnificent celestial light and discussed it among themselves.

Although it was their first time entering, the sects behind them had records of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Although there were omissions, the gathering of so many geniuses was enough to piece together a complete map of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

After some discussion, all the prodigies came to the conclusion that this celestial palace was unlike anything they had ever seen before; it was a completely new opportunity, unexplored before.

After confirming this, some people became excited, while others hesitated. The former had not found a suitable opportunity, while the latter already had a target.

A place of heritage that has never been explored by predecessors may contain opportunities, but such opportunities are unpredictable and beyond our control.

No one can predict how long it will take to pass on the knowledge or skills. If the transmission fails, it will all be for nothing, and there have been such cases in the past.

In the end, a group of people stepped into the Qian Yuan Ba ​​Jing Palace, while some chose to leave. However, they could confirm that this brand-new place of inheritance seemed to be open to any living being without any trials.

Upon hearing this news, alien races eager to seek opportunities in the secret realm flocked to it. A lineage that does not impose restrictions on alien races is extremely rare, truly a rare find.

Time passed slowly, and after an initial period of peace, a great battle soon broke out in this inheritance site specially created by the ancient sages of the human race. The prodigies began to fight and battle, and since they would not perish in the battle, they were less wary than usual. Even if they were defeated, they would only have to leave the secret realm.

In the middle stage, the battles in the secret realm became increasingly fierce, and some prodigies began to be "killed" and forced to leave this land of opportunity, leaving the scene prematurely.

This matter naturally attracted widespread attention, especially when the human prodigies learned that the first human prodigy forced to leave the arena early was not defeated by his own people, but by a member of an alien race. The intense yet restrained atmosphere of the battle across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths immediately changed.

Even when one side wins a battle between humans, they won't kill the other, because everyone knows it's a rare opportunity with far-reaching consequences.

Moreover, everyone is from the same human race and faction. As the most outstanding elites in their respective factions, they will inevitably run into each other. If things go too far, it will make future interactions awkward.

However, now that humans have been slaughtered and forced to retreat by alien races, the symbolic meaning of this is different. Some prodigies have begun to actively seek out the alien race member who dared to rebel.

Then, more prodigies were eliminated early, and the news caused an even bigger uproar. The identity of the alien was also revealed.

Longbo Kingdom, one of the current candidates for the throne, Kui.

Many indignant geniuses immediately abandoned their ambitions. In order to uphold the dignity of the human race, even if they were to settle scores with their opponents, it would be one-on-one, not a mass attack. Every human here was extremely proud.

But even the proudest prodigy, after these days of battling with prodigies of the same level, has a clear understanding of his own strength.

Ordinary Longbo giants are nothing special, but this is a candidate for king, carrying the fortune of the Longbo clan. In other words, the seal in his bloodline has been partially neutralized and weakened. Such a Longbo giant is not something that ordinary human prodigies can challenge.

Therefore, a Daoist was invited out, but it was not the one from the Heavenly Sword Dao. Although many geniuses also acknowledged this one's strength, he had lost a match, so his perception of him was naturally different.

Some people thought of searching for Feng Bingwen, but they were very disappointed to learn that he had entered a place of inheritance and had not yet come out of seclusion. So they placed their hopes on the Daoist disciple of the Netherworld Path.

boom--

One day, almost without warning, a gigantic hand, so large it blotted out the sky, tore through the wind and rain, leaving trails of energy like ribbons, and struck a figure shrouded in a hazy mist, standing atop a mountain.

The being whose appearance was indistinct looked up at the hand above that blocked out everything in front of it. The surging dark energy condensed into a giant, armored hand, which then directly attacked.

Bang!

The two enormous hands collided, causing a devastating impact on everything around them. Mountains crumbled, forests were destroyed in large swaths, and rivers and lakes vanished.

A giant as tall as a mountain appeared.

Not bad

A thin mist obscured the view, and the indistinct figure looked up at the seemingly towering giant, letting out a sigh of admiration.

"Perfect opportunity to test my newly developed supernatural power."

Having said that, the Daoist stretched out his hand, and from his palm, accompanied by a surging tide of nether energy, a vast expanse of white bones unfolded, immeasurably vast and boundless.

On this land of bones, rivers of yin energy flow and mountains of bones rise. There are also ghostly forests shrouded in eerie mist, and scattered cities of bones, their deathly aura surging.

Supernatural Power: Ghost Kingdom in the Palm of Your Hand

Hundreds of white bone chains shot out from the Ghost Kingdom, climbing up the giant's body. With an angry roar, the terrifying force pulled the giant directly into the Ghost Kingdom, leaving the group of geniuses who wanted to watch the battle dumbfounded.