Abyss Land

Lu Yang hid within the Light Sea, silently studying the Small Realm Heaven before him. A flicker of surprise appeared in his eyes. "A Foundation Establishment cultivator actually emerged."

As far as the eye could see, everything was awash in Blood Light.

Within the Blood Light, a young man wearing an imperial crown, one hand behind his back, held up his right hand and firmly supported the falling fragments of the Jietian in his palm.

His cultivation was not low.

Foundation Establishment Perfection. His surging vitality and blood had condensed into a vast divine radiance, striking up into the nine heavens and piercing down through the nine hells. His status was nearly equal to that of the entire Small Realm Heaven.

"It's my blood."

Lu Yang raised an eyebrow. He sensed familiar Karma from the other man. Clearly, the man's cultivation had reached such heights only by relying on Lu Yang's blood.

What surprised him, however, was that no divine abilities surrounded the man. There was only vitality and blood soaring into the heavens. Clearly, this was due to the Small Realm Heaven's uniquely trashy inheritance. Without the enhancement of Lu Yang's blood to forcibly raise his status, the man would probably have reached only Qi Refining Perfection, unable even to enter Foundation Establishment.

Even if he had reached it, there would still have been serious problems.

"Without an orthodox inheritance and with insufficient innate foundations, the cultivators of this realm clearly lack the ability to raise their status, yet they have forcibly borne a powerful status that does not belong to them."

The most immediate problem was a shortened lifespan.

"The people of this realm seem to cultivate entirely on the foundation of my blood. This will shorten their lives."

"Qi Refining Perfection grants at most a hundred years