Wan Benyang and Wan Qi, father and daughter, looked at each other...
Though they had no idea what this Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts of Vast Cosmos was babbling about, it did not matter.
At last, Wan Benyang let out a cold laugh...
"Because we are from the Primordial Cosmos Great World, though you have no idea what the Primordial Cosmos Great World even is..."
"Even when you were alive, you were merely the equivalent of a crippled Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts of Vast Cosmos."
From Flame Prison...
Wan Benyang had already learned that the Previous Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts had never cultivated the Extreme Prison Stage either—a piece of trash. Though he possessed the bloodline of the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts of Vast Cosmos, he had not awakened the ancient memories...
He was no different from a cripple.
"Still, your inheritance bloodline is real, and that is enough."
Wan Benyang continued sneering. Then he took out another bottle-like treasure and burst into laughter. "I will now collect your inheritance bloodline. The Vast Cosmos Great World will soon no longer have a Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts."
At the same time, Wan Qi looked coldly at Sikong Jing...
"Boy from the Seven Decree Sect, you even lied to us before, claiming that the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts of Vast Cosmos had entered the Vast Cosmos Great World."
"And that it was some Shadow Moon Rat. Good thing we did not listen to you."
Now that the true inheritance bloodline of the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts had appeared, they naturally believed everything Sikong Jing had said before was a lie.
Fortunately, her father had insisted on continuing with the Blood-Seeking Formation. Otherwise, they would have missed the inheritance bloodline of the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts.