" Heavenly Luo Inheritance? Could it be related to that Heavenly Luo Honored One?"
Listening to these people's verbal sparring, Jiang Yan could not help thinking of the tenth figure in history from the Combat Space—the Heavenly Luo Honored One, who had instantly risen from the Fifth Heaven to the Eighth Heaven!
If the Heavenly Luo Inheritance truly lay with Hong Luo, then no one else would get the chance to rob him.
He looked at Hong Luo. "You really have an inheritance?"
Hong Luo glared at him. "You want it too?"
Jiang Yan nodded, then added, "Jiang has always had a habit: for those with no grievance or enmity against me, I take their treasures but not their lives."
Hong Luo was so angry that he laughed. "Brat, your feathers haven't even grown in yet. What Heaven are you at?"
Jiang Yan spread his hands and answered frankly and solemnly, "Zero Heaven!"
His momentum soared like a rainbow.
"Hiss—" Hong Luo sucked in a cold breath.
He was so speechless that he no longer wanted to speak to Jiang Yan.
"The Heavenly Luo Secret Realm only passes its legacy to those with powerful blood Qi. It is useless even if ordinary people learn it. You look so fair and delicate, like some pretty boy. You will never gain the inheritance's recognition."
Hong Luo stated this with certainty, intending to mock this young human one last time before his death.
"You two actually dare ignore us!"
"Too noisy."
With a casual Void Sever from Jiang Yan, the speaker was immediately sliced into two.
"Good, let's continue." Jiang Yan smiled at Hong Luo.
"I'm not interested in any Heavenly Luo Inheritance. But I am somewhat interested in the secret technique that uses blood Qi as Dharma Runes."
Hong Luo's face filled