Demonic Transformation

Although Si Wuya and the other two did not look as bad as Yan Jin, their expressions were still extremely grim.

Watching helplessly as others entered the land of inheritance.

This feeling is worse than killing them!

Buzz--

Just then, an ancient bell rang out.

The voice seemed to come from the ages, causing everyone in this world to tremble.

My mind went completely blank.

The next moment.

A sky full of stars appeared inside the Great Emperor's Heart Mausoleum.

The outer Corridor of Ten Thousand Bones and the Blood Refining Domain collapsed in an instant.

Yan Jin and his three companions, along with over a hundred other cultivators still surviving in the Starry Holy Palace, were teleported outside the Holy Temple.

Those five who enter the giant gate will receive the baptism of inheritance!

After leaving the Main Hall, Yan Jin's eyes were bloodshot.

He stopped shouting at this point.

Instead, he silently walked to a large tree, closed his eyes, and meditated.

He was eerily quiet.

The other disciples of the Southern Bright Flame Palace were filled with doubt.

But she didn't dare ask.

Xue Wanche and Xiang Yu also found a quiet corner to sit down.

He exuded a hidden aura.

Only Si Wuya recounted what had happened inside the hall to everyone.

The waiting crowd suddenly realized what was going on.

One of them began to have doubts. "That can't be right."

If the inheritance was only left by Spirit Transformation experts, then why are some people receiving Sixth Stage Cultivation Method Law Technique?

Even the seventh rank?

"I feel that the legacy behind those five giant gates was left by a super strong expert above the Spirit Transformation Realm!"

Although I don't know what level that is.

But it's definitely stronger than Spirit Transformation!

Otherwise, how could they possibly possess Sixth Stage- or seventh-tier Law Technique?

This statement immediately garnered widespread approval.

Si Wuya and the others had long suspected this, but the lack of records of cultivators above the Nascent Spirit Transformation in the South Sea Immortal Continent prevented them from making any wild guesses.

Boom!

A terrifying pressure instantly swept across the entire area!

Yan Jin suddenly appeared in front of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator had spoken earlier.

Snap!

His right hand landed heavily on the latter's head.

He said expressionlessly, "I said that the inheritance behind those five giant doors was left by Nascent Soul Peak True Lord."

Do you have a problem with that?

His voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion.

The Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator shuddered.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Cold sweat streamed down my face.

He said in a trembling voice, "Young Master Yan... you're right."

The legacy behind that giant gate was left behind only by Nascent Soul True Lord.

The kid just lost his mind and was talking nonsense.

Please, Young Master Yan, give me your help...

Pfft!

Before the cultivator could finish speaking, Yan Jin crushed his head.

After doing all this, Yan Jin shook his hand.

He put the cultivator's Storage Ring on his hand.

He scoffed, "Don't you even understand the saying 'trouble comes from the mouth'?"

There's no point in living anymore.

The monk's death silenced everyone present.

They dared not utter the slightest sound.

He stared at Yan Jin with eyes full of anger and fear.

Yan Jin paid no attention to this and slowly shifted his gaze to Si Wuya.

He whispered, "Fellow Daoist Wuya."

Why bother telling these ants what happened at the Holy Temple?

What benefit would it bring you?

As he spoke, a dangerous aura emanated from him.

"Hehe." No fear appeared in Si Wuya's eyes; he smiled slightly.

"Young Master Yan really meddles a lot."

My mouth is on my body, so I can say whatever I want.

How?

You want to kill me?

Although Yan Jin, killing him was simply wishful thinking.

So there's nothing to be afraid of.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jin's expression darkened, his aura surging, and he spoke again, "Is your Senluo Hall declaring war on my Southern Bright Flame Palace?"

"Don't try to scare me with the Southern Bright Flame Palace!" Si Wuya's tone turned cold as he shouted, "The Southern Bright Flame Palace is indeed strong!"

But I can represent the Senluo Hall!

And you, can you represent the Southern Bright Flame Palace?

How many times have you met a Nascent Soul Nascent Soul from a sect?

Even if we take a step back and say...

My Senluo Hall is immortal and cannot be shaken by one or two Nascent Soul!

If you were the Saint Son of the Southern Bright Flame Palace, I would at least give you some leeway.

But you are not!

So don't try to threaten me with the same tactics you use to threaten others!

I don't take stress!

These words were undeniably harsh; they could even be described as blatant mockery.

But there's no way around it.

This is what Yan Jin brought upon himself.

"Ha ha."

"Ha ha!"

After hearing Si Wuya's words, Yan Jin was first stunned, then burst into laughter.

He laughed very unrestrainedly.

That's crazy.

"Well!

Si Wuya, you're absolutely right!

I, Yan Jin, admit defeat today!

With that, Yan Jin vanished from his spot and flew off into the distance.

At the same time, more black energy surrounded him.

At that moment, he felt that everyone present was filled with malice towards him.

This is outrageous!

This is outrageous!

"Just you wait! Once I gain supreme power, I will crush you all under my feet!"

He didn't know where to go.

He felt as if an invisible force was pulling him forward.

Those outside the Holy Temple breathed a sigh of relief after Yan Jin left.

Yan Jin's ruthless nature, which leads him to kill without hesitation, puts a lot of pressure on them.

Leaving now is what everyone wants to see.

Including disciples of the Southern Bright Flame Palace.

They were also puzzled at this moment.

While Yan Jin was arrogant and easily angered in the past, he would never have been as cruel and brainless as he is now.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have so many people supporting him.

Since entering the Secret Realm, Yan Jin has changed so much!

I don't know why.

The others had no idea what the disciples of the Southern Bright Flame Palace were thinking.

I just knew I couldn't just sit here and wait.

Many more fortuitous opportunities await them within the Secret Realm.

Now that the inheritance has been passed down, the time to leave the Secret Realm is certainly not far off.

Time is of the essence; we must seize the fortuitous opportunity quickly.

Si Wuya, Xue Wanche, and Xiang Yu shared the same idea, and they all transformed into streaks of light and rushed into the distance.

Those who emerged alive from the Starry Holy Palace were followed by a few followers.

After everyone had left.

In a corner, a Xiao Shi next to a boulder moved slightly.

He then transformed into a young man wearing a black cloak.

The young man's face was filled with surprise.

"Haha, this Dark Night Cloak is really a great thing."

I don't know what realm the Eighth Stage corresponds to.

That's incredibly powerful.

It was practically made for me.

We have this.

Upon leaving the Secret Realm, he used Third-grade Top-tier Teleportation Talisman to leave the scene, then found a secluded corner, donned Dark Night Cloak, and hid.

"Don't even mention the Wei Family, even if Nascent Soul True Lord from the Southern Bright Flame Palace came, he wouldn't be able to find me."

"To hell with handing over those treasures!"

Why should I hand over this treasure, Laozi risked my life for, to your Wei Family?!

As Ye Xingyun spoke, it seemed as if he had thought of something.

"With the Dark Night Cloak, we might be able to snatch that spirit medicine from that Fourth Stage Yao Sect member!"

With that thought in mind, Ye Xingyun flew straight towards the mountains.