Death World, Bloodline Origins

"Ah..." Zhang Zhengyi sighed, rather conflicted.

He stepped back two paces, dropped to his knees, and banged his head on the ground three times.

Just as Qin Yang thought Zhang Zhengyi would say that excavating his own ancestor's tomb was inappropriate, the fellow actually stepped forward and prepared to go inside as though nothing had happened.

"Senior brother Qin, let's go in."

"..." Qin Yang was somewhat speechless. This bastard had really just put on a show.

After all, aside from the Dao Sect, which had fewer cumbersome rites and rituals, the tombs built by great experts of old were all meant for later generations to train themselves by braving them.

There probably were not many people who would excavate their own ancestors.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhang Zhengyi asked, somewhat puzzled. Pointing at the hall, he said, "Since my ancestor left it behind, and it has been passed down generation after generation, then it should have been passed down to me. What is wrong with me returning to my own home?"

Qin Yang considered it for a moment and found that he did not know how to refute him.

Those who had not awakened the Divine Phoenix Bloodline did not count as having the Divine Phoenix Bloodline at all.

Only those who had awakened it could be considered to have returned to their ancestral roots. In this generation, Zhang Zhengyi alone had awakened the Divine Phoenix Bloodline. Calling him the legitimate, pure-blooded heir was completely reasonable.

"When you put it that way, you're not wrong."

It just still felt as though something was off.

Seeing that Zhang Zhengyi had already gone in, Qin Yang followed him into the divine hall.

The divine hall was towering and empty. The bluish-black main hall appeared solemn and majestic,