Daoist Miao lay on the ground, his expression one of despair.
Is this the best we can do...?
He said the high priest was mistaken; he was not the successor.
The Three-Legged Golden Crow's strength was an absolute crushing defeat for him; he had absolutely no chance of winning.
As the Three-Legged Golden Crow swooped down again, the weak and powerless Daoist Miao was no longer able to resist.
With a muffled "bang," the Three-Legged Golden Crow was suddenly sent flying backward.
Can you still stand up?
Qin Ze stood beside Daoist Miao, Sword Case slung over his right shoulder, and a light blue flying sword hovering on the other side.
Daoist Miao smiled bitterly, "I can't stand up."
"Then lie down for now." Qin Ze carried the Miss Sword Case and stepped forward.
The Three-Legged Golden Crow shook its head, flapped its wings, and let out a cry towards Qin Ze, its threat self-evident.
Daoist Miao struggled to sit up. "But this is my trial."
Qin Ze said calmly, "If the God of War doesn't value martial ethics, you can always call in outside help."
" Level Eight Golden Crow is a trial; a near- Level Nine Golden Crow is clearly meant to kill you."
Daoist Miao tilted his head, remained silent for a moment, and then sighed, "The God of God of War must have some profound reason for making this arrangement."
Qin Ze was speechless; this child was hopeless.
The Golden Crow spread its wings and took flight, sending a fireball hurtling towards it.
Qin Ze raised the Miss Sword Case as a shield, and the fireball shattered into pieces.
"Hot! Hot! Hot!"
If Miss Sword Case had legs, she'd probably just jump right up there.
Boom--
A golden bolt of lightning struck down, Golden Crow, which had just taken flight, was pressed firmly to the ground.
Qin Ze stepped forward in a few strides, raised the Sword Case high, and brought it down with a whoosh.
"Cracking--"
The Golden Crow raised its head and let out a cry, its body instantly releasing a large amount of light and heat.
A violent shockwave, carrying this force, swept through every corner of the hall.
"Not good!"
In the distance, Daoist Miao gathered the Blazing Sun Fire to block the impact, preparing to go and help.
But as soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy and fell back to the ground.
The Golden Crow Fire was several levels higher in quality than the Blazing Sun Fire, and Qin Ze, who was not blessed by the Blazing Sun Fire, was so close.
Even Level Eight Martial Artist would be unable to withstand such a blow, let alone Qin Ze, who is only a Level Seven Martial Artist.
Daoist Miao suddenly regretted bringing Qin Ze in; it was supposed to be his trial, but it had involved someone else.
Now, both of them are going to be stuck inside.
As the raging fire gradually subsided, the disheartened Daoist Miao saw a familiar figure standing straight as a pine tree.
Qin Ze's upper body clothes were burned away by the Golden Crow, exposing his sharply defined body to the air.
Seemingly chaotic golden Divine Markings were etched on Qin Ze's back and chest, shining brightly with each breath he took.
The golden divine light even overshadowed the radiance emanating from the Golden Crow.
Daoist Miao was dumbfounded.
How could a divine body withstand the baptism of the Golden Crow's Fire head-on unscathed?
The Golden Crow was also taken aback.
It glanced at Qin Ze, then peeked at Daoist Miao behind it.
Which of you is the one being tested?
Qin Ze beckoned with his finger. "Continue, it's quite warm."
The flames surrounding the Golden Crow grew ever brighter, then split into two, then four, then eight...
In an instant, dozens of identical Golden Crow lined up along the Sidelines of the hall.
The Golden Crow simultaneously opened their beaks, and dozens of raging flames concentrated on Qin Ze.
Daoist Miao was ignored; the flames all grazed past him.
boom--
Before the "flame-breathing" had ended, Qin Ze braced himself against the raging flames and slammed into the nearest Golden Crow.
Bang--
The Golden Crow exploded into sparks.
"Fake?"
This attack was like pouring a bucket of cold water into a boiling oil pan; all the dozens of Golden Crow in the hall took flight.
They hovered above Qin Ze's head, constantly launching various attacks at him.
The Golden Crow unleashed a barrage of various "magical" attacks, Qin Ze, whose physical resistance was maxed out, gradually found himself struggling to cope.
Unless the true form of the Golden Crow is found, its ever-present clones will only keep appearing.
Thunder crackled in Qin Ze's eyes, and then, streaks of golden lightning struck down from the top of the hall, unleashing a lightning storm that indiscriminately covered every corner of the hall.
To avoid being accidentally injured, Daoist Miao leaned against the wall, and several bolts of lightning grazed his nose as they landed.
The Golden Crow hovering in the air were hit one after another, bursting into bursts of dazzling fireworks.
Qin Ze was like a high-speed radar, using his mental power to monitor the condition of every Golden Crow present.
A Golden Crow was unable to dodge in time and was struck by lightning that fell from the sky.
But instead of exploding into a ball of fire, it tilted to the side and continued to dodge other lightning bolts.
"Found you!"
The lightning bolts in the sky suddenly converged, forming a ball of lightning more than ten meters in diameter, which struck the Golden Crow on the back.
boom--
Golden Crow was once again pinned to the ground, and the "thunderball" behind him subsequently exploded.
A violent electric current surged through every part of the Golden Crow's body, spreading across the ground like a spiderweb.
Taking advantage of the opponent's brief moment of stiffness, Qin Ze, holding the Miss Sword Case in both hands, aimed at the Golden Crow's back and slammed it down hard.
Boom--
It was as if he had hit a nuclear bomb; the Golden Crow suddenly exploded, and the scorching blast wave sent the unsuspecting Qin Ze tumbling over.
Qin Ze landed and steadied himself, then used Miss Sword Case as a shield in front of him.
A small ball of burning flame rose slowly from the Golden Crow's body after the explosion.
The moment Daoist Miao saw the flames from afar, the Blazing Sun Fire within his body began to overflow uncontrollably.
He could feel the Blazing Sun Fire's yearning, its desire to merge with that flame.
The flames circled Qin Ze twice before rising rapidly.
"Cracking--"
A pair of burning wings unfolded from it, and the Golden Crow reappeared.
The Blazing Sun Fire within Daoist Miao's body immediately subsided.
Qin Ze seemed to be deep in thought.
That ball of fire was the true form of the Golden Crow, or rather, the reward for defeating the Golden Crow.
He just shattered the Golden Crow, so why shouldn't he receive the reward?
The fact that the inheritance system also included a mechanism for identifying friend or foe was something Qin Ze hadn't anticipated.
If that's the case, He Bi the God of War need to go through all this trouble?
Why not just have Golden Crow give the item to Daoist Miao?
Miss Sword Case suddenly said, "If I'm not mistaken, that was the Source of God just now."
" The Source of God of God of War."
Upon hearing this, Qin Ze couldn't help but gasp. The inheritance was the Source of God of God of War!
No wonder the ball of fire circled him once before transforming into Golden Crow and flying away.
They must have detected the golden Source of God within him.
If the Golden Crow had an inner monologue, it would definitely be like this.
"You already have the Source of God, what are you doing here?"
Qin Ze looked at the Golden Crow above his head and muttered to himself, " The God of War is so stingy; we were all one family ten thousand years ago."
Therefore, it seems that only Daoist Miao can obtain this inheritance.
Miss Sword Case Box spoke again, " The God of War's power attribute is fire. If you have fire attribute power, you can get a share when the inheritance begins."
"However, only those chosen by the Source of God can unlock this inheritance."
"And the chosen one must first defeat the Golden Crow."