The High Priestess spoke the Secret Mantra, then swore upon her Life Power Soul that there was absolutely no deception.
At last, all of this won the recognition of the Three Power Emperors.
They no longer obstructed the blood-red giant ship. Instead, like guards, they flanked it as it sped toward the depths of that desolate blood plain.
Meanwhile, three exceedingly obscure strands of soul power intertwined as they communicated.
"This is wonderful! We finally coaxed out the Secret Mantra for entering the Inheritance Gate! The High Priestess is still as arrogant as ever, utterly unwilling to share such a great fortune with us!"
"Hmph! If not for him back then coupling with a female Absolute God of the God Race, then joining forces to launch a sneak attack on the Immortal Dao Lineage... how could the Power Continent have fallen to such a state?"
"That's right! A sinner of the Power Race still dares to dream of the great Power Ancestor's Inheritance? What foolish wishful thinking!"
"You two, have you sensed some changes in the Power Source Land? They should be connected to that little girl who intruded, right? That girl is skilled in the Path of Karma, so she cannot be underestimated!"
"No matter! She is merely a severely injured little girl of the Immortal Dao. She cannot yet shake our plans!"
"Then it is agreed! Once the Inheritance Gate appears, we shall strike together with our killing moves and grievously wound the High Priestess!"
The Three Power Emperors all raced along like colossal giants, secretly transmitting their voices as they conversed.
Their method was quite covert.
After all, the stronger a member of the Power Race was, the less skilled they tended to be in soul arts—much less capable of seeing through secret voice transmission...
However!
Chen