Yuan Ying had no intention of getting entangled with the elders under Wu Lie's command.
His eyes sharpened, and his attacks became even more ferocious.
He raised his hand and unleashed a terrifying blow.
This attack directly repelled all the Half-Saint who had rushed around him. The terrifying force caused these Half-Saint elders to stagger backward, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths. They looked up in horror at the seemingly calm and composed Profound Heaven Holy Son.
It's not just them.
Most of the people looking at Yuan Ying were filled with shock.
evildoer!
At this moment, only these two words could be thought of to describe Yuan Ying.
With a single strike, he actually repelled five Half-Saint!
Yuan Ying frowned slightly and spoke with a hint of impatience.
"If anyone gets any closer, things won't be so simple."
His voice carried an air of arrogance and unparalleled confidence.
This sight caused everyone else's hearts to sink.
Their mouths tasted bitter.
Could it be...?
Is this inheritance truly destined to fall into the hands of the young master, Wu Huan?
The tyranny and resentment in Wu Lie Lie's eyes were even more evident.
The Wu Huan chuckled softly, a hint of certainty in his expression, and slightly raised his toes, as if he were about to go up and celebrate his victory.
At that very moment, a fierce phoenix cry suddenly rang out, and a huge fire phoenix soared into the sky, its fiery color obscuring half of the heavens.
A terrifying pressure permeated the air, and the temperature was so high that it seemed as if all the Spiritual Qi around them had been evaporated.
It's her...
Some people recognized the true form of the fire phoenix and were astonished.
"This... this is the Phoenix Race's prodigy, said to have bloodlines almost indistinguishable from True Phoenix!"
"If I remember correctly, this little princess's strength is already close to the Saint Realm, right?"
"Yes, that's what I remember too."
"If that's the case, then it seems that this Holy Son Yuan Ying of the Profound Heaven Holy Land is unlikely to be a match for him..."
The people below were buzzing with discussion.
A hint of expectation flickered in his eyes.
The fact that the entire clan's strongest members had been defeated by a Human Race was something they found extremely difficult to tolerate.
Moreover, not everyone is willing to see the eldest son rise to power.
At this moment, a prodigy from the Holy Spirit Sect stepped forward and defeated Yuan Ying, which satisfied countless people.
Even if this prodigy is not Phoenix Race, he is at least Demon Race, not Human Race.
In the Luo Heaven Domain, the Phoenix Race and the Dragon Race are not ordinary Holy Spirit. It is said that the best among them have pure bloodlines and can transform into True Dragon True Phoenix, with aptitudes that rival those of Immortal Spirit. Once they reach adulthood, such beings will be at the Saint Realm!
And this little princess of the Phoenix Race is the one with the strongest bloodline in their clan!
It is said that the phoenix blood within its body is so pure that it is no different from that of Immortal Spirit!
A smile also appeared on Wu Lie's lips, and his tense mood relaxed.
He paid a huge price to win over the Phoenix Race, not only by arranging a marriage alliance but also by handing over a priceless treasure.
It was this treasure that caused the Phoenix Race's number one prodigy to undergo a transformation!
He refused to believe that this holy son of the Human Race could win again so easily!
The fire phoenix's attack was terrifying.
Even the surrounding temperature seemed to be rising.
Dai Yuan Ying looked at the Phoenix Race who were pressing towards her, but there was no fear in her eyes, only amusement.
He chuckled.
" The Phoenix Race..."
"When my Yuan Clan Saint Clan was still in the Central Divine Continent, I don't know how many we killed."
"Even True Phoenix cannot subdue a member of my Yuan Clan clan, let alone a mere Phoenix Race with only bloodline and not even Immortal Spirit like you!"
"Die, you holy son!"
This struggle has come to an end.
Yuan Ying was already tired of it.
Therefore, this time he showed no mercy and used all his strength.
He vanished from his spot, appearing directly behind the fire phoenix before anyone could find him, and delivered a ruthless strike!
A terrifying pressure, like a giant net, descended heavily!
In an instant, a mournful cry rang out, and the heavens and earth seemed to change color.
The fire phoenix bled profusely and plummeted from the sky like a kite with a broken string!
Completely powerless to fight back!
"This! This!!"
Everyone who witnessed this scene was stunned.
Wu Lie stared wide-eyed in disbelief, his smile completely frozen.
No one expected that even the Phoenix Race was no match for Yuan Ying.
At that moment, everyone felt a heavy weight in their hearts, and a single thought popped into their heads.
If that's the case...
Is it possible that only those at the Saint Realm can rival Yuan Ying?
However, the Saint Realm within this valley is not permitted to be entered.
The Saint Realm has not emerged...
Who else can compare to him?
It seems that today, the inheritor of this legacy will undoubtedly be the Wu Huan.
The Wu Huan's faces were already beaming with joy.
Looking at Yuan Ying, who seemed to have no one else to rely on, he couldn't help but admire her.
As expected of a powerful figure from a major force like the Profound Heaven Holy Land, he was even able to suppress that Phoenix Race.
It was worth the huge price he paid; he finally managed to acquire the inheritance.
He lifted his leg and stepped onto the stone platform.
Bathed in everyone's gaze, I felt incredibly happy.
When Yuan Ying saw him come up, she raised her eyebrows and stepped aside, watching Wu Huan's movements with a smile on her lips.
Only Wu Huan are doing well can he do even better.
Moreover, the Demon Race's heritage was of no use to him at all.
His cultivation level was not acquired through cultivation.
He had no desire to possess this inheritance.
His goal is to rival the Vast Sea Saint King!
No!
It surpasses even the Vast Sea Saint King!
The Wu Huan felt no pressure whatsoever about becoming vassals of Yuan Ying in the future.
In his mind, wasn't this exactly what their ancestor Wu Hantian, did?
He's just imitating his ancestors.
That makes perfect sense.
Everyone watched helplessly as the Wu Huan ascended the stone platform. Despite his deep resentment and gritted teeth, Wu Lie was powerless to stop them.
As Wu Huan stood alone on the stone platform, a few moments later, as if sensing something, countless runes on the platform lit up one after another.
Like the aura of the Great Saint, it continuously revived, illuminating the runes layer by layer.
In a short while, the atmosphere in the valley became extremely oppressive. Although there was no earth-shattering tremor, some of the weaker Holy Spirit couldn't even stand and collapsed to their knees with a thud.
The rest of the people were terrified, struggling to steady themselves as they stared in horror at the stone platform.
"Such an intense sense of oppression..."
Countless Holy Spirit swallowed their saliva with difficulty.
"This kind of oppressive feeling is something even the current Demon Saint have never experienced; it's truly terrifying."
Most of the Holy Spirit had never even seen Wu Hantian, let alone experienced that era; now they were all suppressed by this aura to the point of being almost unable to move.
A deafening roar came from beneath the stone platform. The Wu Huan, barely holding on, suppressed their joy and dared not move an inch, remaining firmly rooted to the spot.
As time passed, a deep crack suddenly appeared on the stone platform beneath his feet, spreading outwards into the distance.
Directly in front of the stone platform, a huge tomb emerged from the ground and slowly opened.
Among them, the aged soul seemed to sense something and awakened like spring grass.
At that very moment, a sound, unnoticed and unheard by everyone, entered the tomb.
" Wu Hantian, do you still remember me...?"