Jueyi's expression darkened. "Have you even created death energy? I haven't seen you do it. Even if you can, it was only by chance. I'm the true disciple of the Death God, the rightful heir to his power."
Lu Yin sneered. "That's nonsense. If a disciple of the Death God can't create death energy, then once you run out, are you still his disciple?"
Jueyi's eyes widened. This was what worried him most. In the Heavenly Sect Era, the Death God had been around, and he could find death energy. But in this era, the Death God's fate was unknown, and the supply of death energy was dwindling. If he ran out before breaking through to Ancestor, the Death God's legacy would vanish.
"Once I break through to Ancestor, I'll be able to create death energy. I admit you have inherited the Death God's power too, but once I break through, I'll be the new Death God," Jueyi said.
Lu Yin sneered. "If breaking through to Ancestor were that easy, someone in the Fifth Continent would have done it by now. You're giving yourself too much credit. Even if you break through, you won't be able to create death energy. Only I can create it. I'm the Death God's true heir."
"Lu Yin, why did you capture Hen San?" Hen Xin stepped forward, finally understanding.
Lu Buzheng hurriedly stepped in front of him. He glanced at Lu Yin. Had this kid gotten carried away after beating Chu Yuan and the others? Did he really think Miss Fate's support meant he could act on Heaven's behalf? Did he think he could stand as an equal to the Half-Ancestors?
Lu Yin looked at Hen Xin. "I wanted to capture him, so I did."
Lu Buzheng's expression changed. That was far too provocative.