"By gaining the approval of the Heavenly Emperor, you can receive the inheritance!" the system replied.
Lin Fan was speechless. Wasn't that obvious? The key was how to gain his approval.
He tried to release his divine sense to see if he could communicate with the statue, but no matter what he said, the statue did not respond.
Three days passed in a flash, and he still hadn't found a clue on how to obtain the inheritance. Empress Tianyao disappeared as soon as she entered, without telling him what to do.
He sat quietly beneath the statue, lost in thought, wondering if what Emperor Tianchen recognized was his comprehension.
Another half month passed, and the Hall of Inheritance still showed no signs of change.
Finally, he stared quietly at the statue of Emperor Tianchen, sighed helplessly, and said, "If you refuse to give me the inheritance, don't blame me."
He raised the Immortal Execution Sword, gripped it tightly with both hands, poured all his spiritual power into the sword, and then activated the Immortal Execution Sword Formation, launching a fierce slash at the statue.
Bang
An explosion rang out. A faint barrier around the statue blocked the attack of the Immortal Execution Sword. The powerful energy reverberated, blowing his hair wildly and distorting his face.
The same force rebounded, and Lin Fan was the first to be hit, unable to dodge, and was sent flying by the sword energy.
He knelt on one knee, looking somewhat disheveled, gripping the Zhuxian Sword tightly, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"Damn it, you think I'm not the protagonist and therefore can't have any good fortune? Then you can leave the inheritance for someone else to use and let him destroy the world. I'm not doing it anymore. What does the destruction of Tianchen Continent have to do with me? I'll just find a place to hide."
He angrily threw out the Immortal Execution Sword and cursed.
After saying that, he put away the Zhuxian Sword and turned away indignantly.
However, just as he was about to leave the Hall of Inheritance, the statue suddenly moved, emitting a beam of intense light that enveloped him.
Seeing this, Lin Fan's face twitched slightly. Was this Emperor Tianchen sick? He only reacted after being scolded. Did he have masochistic tendencies?
"By inheriting my legacy, protect all living beings on the continent!"
An ancient and solemn voice emanated from the statue.
"I, Lin Fan, am willing to dedicate my life to inheriting the Great Emperor's legacy and protecting this world!"
Lin Fan shouted loudly, "Now that the inheritance has arrived, we must accept it properly and make sure we can put it nicely first."
The spiritual power and laws left behind by the Great Emperor surged into Lin Fan's body like a tide, merging with his own cultivation and creating ripples.
Lin Fan felt his blood boiling and his spiritual power surging, as if a million sharp blades were cutting and reassembling him inside his body, with pain and transformation coexisting.
"Ah!" Lin Fan roared to the sky, his voice filled with both pain and defiance.
His physical body was constantly broken and reborn under the impact of this force, becoming more resilient with each rebirth, and his spiritual power became increasingly pure and profound.
Besides the tempering of his physical body, the refinement of his spiritual consciousness was also like being struck and polished, like being ground and reassembled time and time again, and his spiritual consciousness was growing rapidly.
The power transmitted by the statue grew stronger and stronger, and time seemed to lose its meaning at this moment. After an unknown amount of time, when the last wisp of spiritual energy merged into Lin Fan's body, the statue's light gradually faded, and everything returned to calm.
Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with an unprecedented light—a profound understanding of power and a preliminary comprehension of the Great Dao.
His sword spirit was trembling violently, having already reached a state of great mastery.
This is an elevation of mindset; the power of the sword heart has suppressed the demonic heart.
After receiving the Emperor's inheritance, the statue instantly turned to dust, and the inheritance hall also completely collapsed.
Lin Fan stretched and felt his own aura was extremely terrifying. He frowned, looked at his hands, and casually grabbed at the void, easily tearing space apart.
"The period of transcending tribulation?"
He was somewhat surprised that his divine sense, physical body, and mental state had reached a perfect state under the tempering of the Great Emperor's inheritance, constantly refining his foundation until he could rival a divine beast with a single punch.
With the so-called perfect completion of the Heavenly Origin and the unification of the Three Origins, his breakthrough in realm was a natural outcome.
As he watched the Hall of Inheritance vanish into thin air, his divine sense extended outwards. Suddenly, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he transformed into a stream of light that burrowed into the ground.
A thousand feet below the Hall of Inheritance lies a dark and gloomy place.
There is an underground river here, as well as an altar with a stone pillar on it, and a gaunt figure is nailed to it.
Lin Fan leaped onto the altar and immediately felt a vast and powerful pressure that almost forced him to his knees.
The situation remains unchanged; the Emperor's mansion must be suppressing a Demon Lord.
The creature on the stone pillar has the body of a bull and the face of a monkey, and you can still see a weapon stuck in its body, flowing with bright red blood.
"Black Flame Demon Lord!" A strange light flashed in Lin Fan's eyes. It turned out that the one being suppressed was the most ferocious demonic supreme being who enjoyed eating humans and demonic beasts.
He gritted his teeth, enduring the oppressive force, and walked to the stone pillar, thinking about how to deal with this guy.
Now that Long Aotian has recovered, given his nature, he might secretly return and take the opportunity to release the Black Flame Demon Lord, which would be detrimental to us.
As if sensing someone's entry, the Black Flame Demon Lord slightly raised his head, his two round eyes glaring at Lin Fan, and shouted, "Who are you?"
"Junior Lin Fan, I have come to rescue you on the orders of the Crimson Blood Demon Lord!" Lin Fan said familiarly.
Having been sealed away for countless years, the Demon Lord's yearning for the outside world was beyond imagination, so naturally he wouldn't consider so many other issues.
He himself harbors a demonic heart; if he merely lets them see it, he won't need to explain himself. He will naturally gain their trust.
"Heh, it was Crimson Blood Demon Lord who sent you to kill me, didn't he? Do you think I'm that idiot Evil Love Demon Lord?" Black Flame Demon Lord said coldly.
"Although I am unable to move, your idea of using the Immortal Execution Sword on the altar is nothing short of wishful thinking."
He was merely nailed to the stone pillar, his cultivation level resisting the power of the altar; he wasn't completely immobilized. He didn't take a mere Tribulation Transcending stage cultivator seriously at all.
Lin Fan remained silent. It must have been the Evil Demon Lord who sent a message to remind the sealed Demon Lord before his fall. Although he didn't know how he did it, he knew he couldn't fool this fool anymore.
The plan to trick the Black Flame Demon Lord into drinking the Demon-Transforming Powder failed, so they had to use another method.
He took out the Immortal Execution Sword, intending to forcibly kill the Black Flame Demon Lord, but his movements became sluggish, and he struggled to wield the sword under the pressure of the altar.
With a flick of his tail, the Black Flame Demon Lord sent the Immortal Execution Sword flying. As he watched the sword fall off the altar, a slight twitch appeared at the corner of his mouth. It would be even more difficult to return if he were to leave the altar.
"Hmph, you are not qualified to kill me. Let the Evil Demon Lord come over."
"Black Flame Demon Lord said coldly, his eyes flashing with black light like burning flames. If it weren't for the altar suppressing him, he could kill Lin Fan with just a thought."
“Even without the Immortal Execution Sword, I can still kill you,” Lin Fan sneered.
He summoned the Demon-Binding Rope, firmly binding the Black Flame Demon Lord's tail and limbs to the altar. Then he took out the Soul-Suppressing Jade, believing that as long as he injected it into the Black Flame Demon Lord's body, he could eliminate a great demon.
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