In an instant, everyone felt their feet sink, and all the strength in their bodies rushed out like a bursting dam tide, even the power of divine consciousness was no exception. There was a brief blank in their minds, and even the mysterious power hidden in the blood was drawn out of the body.
Everyone was shocked and subconsciously wanted to activate their skills, but they immediately remembered Mu Hanfeng's previous words. Activating this formation was risky in itself and might damage their bloodline foundation, so they stopped.
When the formation was activated before, they did not feel any danger at all and thought they were lucky. Now they know that it was not because they were lucky, but because the timing was not right. Now that the formation has been fully activated, the real crisis has arrived.
He allowed his energy, divine consciousness, and even the mysterious power hidden in his blood to be drawn out of his body. In the air, the twelve divine shadows of the sky became increasingly clear. Suddenly, the twelve divine shadows of the sky broke apart at the same time, and a radiant light spread out, unexpectedly condensing into a new divine shadow.
Although it was still a little hazy, everyone could still tell that it was a woman. Her beautiful face and slender figure all revealed a breathtaking charm, but also a holiness and majesty that no one dared to desecrate.
For some reason, they felt that this divine figure was somewhat familiar.
"Young Master Mu, have you noticed that she is so similar to you?" A young man finally discovered why he felt familiar. He turned his head to look at Mu Hanyan and exclaimed in surprise.
Everyone else suddenly turned their heads to look at Mu Hanyan. Sure enough, this divine figure was so similar to Mu Hanyan.
Mu Hanyan wasn't overly surprised. The so-called divine protection had originally brought them to the Sacred Continent for her sake. Many of their innate magical powers were related to her. Like Ye Yanran and Jiang Qiling from her previous life, even their lives were a gift from their previous self, and they were even connected by blood and veins. It wasn't surprising that such a scene would occur when the twelve divine shadows shattered and merged.
However, everyone, even her own, had their energy and spiritual power drained away, even the power hidden in her blood was no exception. This still made her feel a little uneasy. But she couldn't explain why.
This formation was set up by Han Feng. He couldn't possibly harm herself, Mu Hanyan thought so again. She didn't even realize that this thought was somewhat self-consoling.
Everyone knew that this was their best chance to inherit the sword or comprehend the sword spirit and sword art, so they quickly put aside all distractions and focused their minds.
Mu Hanyan didn't think any more about it and continued to practice her skills, preparing for the final breakthrough.
"Success, finally success..." At this moment, a long voice suddenly echoed from mid-air. Amidst the emotion, there was also a hint of loneliness and desolation.
"Your Majesty the Holy Lord!" Seeing the tall figure in the air, everyone was shocked and stopped subconsciously.
Why would the Holy Lord come here at this time? Could there be some danger? This was a common question and uneasiness among everyone.
"Congratulations, sir, you finally succeeded." A man wearing a silver mask appeared beside him, but his voice was somewhat indifferent.
Yun Qianmo! Mu Hanyan's eyes fixed.
That uneasy intuition came to my mind again, and countless questions flashed through my mind in an instant, and the answers came to me in an instant.
Beside him, Ye Lanxuan also suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword, with shock, disbelief, confusion, and more of sadness in his eyes.
"Stop, retract your energy quickly." Mu Hanyan suddenly raised her head and shouted to everyone.
Although they were doubtful, Yue Fanchen, Zhuang Ping'an and the others were already accustomed to obeying Mu Hanyan's orders, so they hurriedly practiced their skills, trying to retract their energy, as well as the power of their spiritual thoughts and the power hidden in their blood.
"It's too late." Ye Lanxuan said lightly.
Sure enough, no matter how hard they tried, the power that surged out of their bodies was irreversible.
Everyone's face changed drastically, and they looked at the Holy Lord in shock and doubt, even the elites of the Holy Court were no exception.
"You are worthy of being my most proud disciple, Lan Xun. You are right. It's too late." The Holy Lord said slowly.
"What is going on, Master, Lan Xun, what are you talking about?" Like Jiang Yuzhe, Shao Chengxiong, a martial arts fanatic, was also slow to react at this critical juncture and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Don't you understand yet? All our efforts and all our cultivation will eventually help Master become the most powerful person in the Holy Continent. Even the Lord God of the Divine Continent cannot compete with him. Even these former guardians of the gods cannot compete with him. We are just stepping stones for Master's supreme hegemony." Ye Lanxuan said lightly, but there was endless sadness in his eyes.
"What!" Shao Chengxiong was shocked.
It was not until this moment that he discovered that the divine figure in the sky that was extremely similar to Mu Hanyan was quietly disappearing, turning into rays of light and merging into the body of the Holy Lord, and his aura, which was already as majestic as a mountain, was still constantly increasing.
Seeing this scene, everyone realized that their strength, the power of their divine consciousness, and the power hidden in their blood were being absorbed and refined by the Holy Lord.
They were stunned, barely daring to believe what they were witnessing. How could the Holy Lord, the true ruler of the Holy Court, the embodiment of the dignity and honor of the sword, do such a thing?
Ye Lanxuan, Shao Chengxiong, and Tantai Changqing were all in a state of confusion. Besides shock, they were also filled with deep sorrow. They had all been accepted into the Holy Master's fold at a very young age. In their hearts, the Holy Master was not only their master, but also their closest relative and the most respected elder.
For the Holy Lord, they can sacrifice their lives without hesitation. They never thought that he would actually harm them.
"Why? If you need our strength, our bloodline, just tell us directly, we will never refuse. Why do you do this?" Ye Lanxuan asked angrily. There are three people he cares about most in his heart. In addition to Mu Hanyan, Yun Qianmo, the other one is the Holy Lord.
Although he is detached by nature and his emotions are much more restrained than others, he is also more determined and persistent, as can be seen from his friendship with Yun Qianmo, so he is the most hurt at this time.
"Because what I need is not your bloodline, but these twelve inheritances. Unfortunately, even with my talent, it is impossible for me to fully possess the inheritance of these ancient masters.
Only at this moment, only when your blood is integrated with it, especially when her blood appears, can I do it. "At the end of his words, the Holy Lord turned his gaze to Mu Hanyan.
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