Leng Yue was left standing there in the Holy Spirit Pavilion, at a loss.

"Why don't you go in and give it a try?" Mu Hai asked, somewhat embarrassed.

He originally intended to send Jiang Yuan inside, but now Jiang Yuan slipped in on his own, leaving him feeling like he was punching cotton – powerless to do anything about it.

Therefore, based on the principle of making the best use of resources, I asked Leng Yue again.

After hearing this, Leng Yue shook her head and refused. Instead, she gripped the God-Slaying Spear tightly and hid in Tianhun Tong's arms, showing an attitude that she would perish if he crossed the line again.

"Fine, if you don't want to go, then don't!" Mu Hai said, about to close the entrance.

"Will he be in danger?" Leng Yue asked, almost as if possessed.

"Danger! That depends on his own judgment. There have been ambitious alien races who tried to fuse with divine bloodlines in the past, but they all failed. Although those people were geniuses, they were too arrogant!"

Mu Hai shook his head and continued, "Let alone alien races, how many of the Holy Spirits possess divine bloodlines? Forget about the divine level, they can't even fully unlock the twelve imperial bloodlines, yet they want to ascend to the divine level in one step. Isn't that just wishful thinking?"

Mu Hai's expression carried a hint of mockery, as if he disdained the wild ideas of those alien races.

"I can't leave, I have to stay here and guard him!" Leng Yue said again, seemingly trying to persuade herself to give up the idea of ​​entering the inheritance space.

“The Holy Spirit will not leave the Holy Spirit Building or attack the human race until the battlefield has fully recovered! This is the rule of the Golden Gate, and there will be severe punishment for violating it!” Mu Hai saw Leng Yue’s concerns and explained.

"If they won't take action, then the Holy Spirit Pavilion in the South City has killed many innocent humans!" Leng Yue said disdainfully.

"No!" Mu Hai scoffed. "Strictly speaking, it was your human race that started the trouble. The Holy Spirit Architecture will not intervene before the battlefield is revived. This is the Golden Gate's protection of this world, giving you time to adapt to the catastrophe!"

"As for the Holy Spirit Pavilion taking action, do you think you would act if your life were threatened?"

Mu Hai countered with a question to Leng Yue.

"But you are invaders, and we did nothing wrong in protecting our home!" Leng Yue argued logically. Mu Hai's argument was a complete fallacy of sophistry. According to his logic, giving you some time to prepare before killing you would be a just act.

"Homeland!" Mu Hai said with a deep sense of longing, and he said wistfully, "One day you will understand the meaning of this world's existence!"

After hearing this, Leng Yue pondered for a long time before finally asking, "May I visit your inheritance space?"

“Of course you can, but as I said before, if you take the bloodline, you will be branded with the mark of the Holy Spirit; if you don’t, you will have no connection with the Holy Spirit!” Mu Hai smiled and said confidently, “But believe me, not many people can refuse this opportunity!”

By the time Leng Yue made her decision, Tian Hun Tong had already taken away the God-Slaying Spear.

"I'll just take a look!" Leng Yue kept telling herself this as she touched the orb of light and entered the inheritance space.

“Being lowly is a kind of luck!” Mu Hai said thoughtfully after watching the two figures disappear.

...

Where is this?

On a vast, desolate land, Jiang Yuan walked alone. When entering the bloodline inheritance space, his physical body and consciousness entered together, while only a physical projection remained outside, serving as a point for teleportation.

He had imagined the bloodline inheritance space to be filled with the phantom images of old men and women, all vying to let him inherit their bloodline. But now, after walking for a while, he hadn't seen a single phantom image, not even a hair.

"Holy crap, did I get scammed?"

A thought popped into Jiang Yuan's mind: if the Holy Spirit deliberately tricked him into coming here and then banished him to this space forever, wouldn't he have been given away for nothing?

"Impossible! This has been verified by the Heavenly Eye; it must be an inheritance space!"

Jiang Yuan muttered to himself again, he definitely wouldn't take the risk if the Heavenly Eye wasn't certain.

"Try the hand of death!"

Since the Grim Reaper's Hand can be effective here, we must get a professional team involved!

Because of our expertise, you can trust us.

As Jiang Yuan's only talent, Death's Hand also has an active effect. Although it is usually just used to collect the marks of the dead and read talents, it can be just as cool as a skill when used.

"The Hand of Death!"

Jiang Yuan remained motionless, while Shen Neng silently consumed ten points.

Don't be fooled by the seemingly simple use of Death's Hand; the energy consumption is substantial. Jiang Yuan's ten points of divine energy are comparable to fifty points of energy from a single element. You can imagine how much it consumes when using Death's Hand.

God can go down, but the effect is remarkable.

A two-zhang-tall phantom appeared behind Jiang Yuan; it was a death god shrouded in a black robe.

"This talent is a bit abnormal!" Jiang Yuan was shocked. This Grim Reaper who appeared out of nowhere was just too cool.

He was initially worried that the Grim Reaper's Hand would only appear as a single hand, but now it's clear he was overthinking it.

"Give it a try!"

The phantom of Death raised its hand and then clenched its fist in the air.

Click!

There was no change in the environment, but Jiang Yuan heard sounds that ordinary people could not hear.

"Strange, what's that sound?" Jiang Yuan asked suspiciously.

Suddenly, the earth cracked open, and a beam of blood-red light gushed out from underground.

"Damn, that scared me!" Jiang Yuan instinctively took several steps back, and the blood-red light slowly solidified, and in the blink of an eye, a small blood-red figure floated in front of him.

"Identified by the Heavenly Eye!"

"Primitive Protoss bloodline!"

Jiang Yuan was a bit bewildered by the assessment of just one name. This was far too short! You could at least have mentioned some attributes or something, so I could have a better understanding of the situation!

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