Neither of the two young masters received the recognition of this Saint Artifact?
Whom should be chosen for ancestral inheritance?
Everyone's hearts trembled. Did their ancestor disapprove of either of these two young masters?
The same doubts and confusion filled the hearts of Wu Huan and Wu Lie.
Their injuries were not serious.
But the burn marks weren't just on their bodies; they were like a slap across the face, making them realize the shame of not being chosen and being rejected.
The Wu Huan's expression darkened further.
He would not allow such an outcome to occur.
He sacrificed too much for this inheritance, for the position of Holy Son, and for becoming the destined Demon Saint.
If he fails to obtain the Demon Saint's inheritance this time, not only will his own morale collapse, but he will also have a much harder time explaining himself to the Profound Heaven Holy Land.
Just as the Wu Huan were pondering whether to use some forceful means, the golden Sun-Setting Bow hanging in mid-air suddenly burst out with a terrifying golden light!
It transformed into a golden streak that pierced the sky and headed straight for Wu Liang!
Even Wu Liang was taken aback when he acquired the golden great bow.
When the face of the person who caught the Sun-Setting Bow was revealed to everyone, their eyes widened in surprise.
Wu Lie and Wu Huan were struck dumb, as if by lightning.
" Wu Liang!?"
"How is this possible!"
The two screamed at the same time, their voices filled with disbelief and layers of anger.
The men following both sides were all stunned.
this...
What's going on!?
Wu Liang!?
That third young master Wu Liang? Which one is the bastard Wu Liang?
The ancestral legacy of the Sun-Setting Bow was chosen by this hybrid instead of anyone else?
Has our ancestor gone mad?
On what grounds!?
What right does Wu Liang have?!
Wu Liang was also stunned.
He stared blankly at the Sun-Setting Bow in his hand, more puzzled than anyone else.
It was warm to the touch, but the warmth was exceptionally gentle, just a little warming, not burning.
The Sun-Setting Bow, which everyone was fighting over, lay quietly in his hand.
It gave him a somewhat peculiar illusion.
It was as if he could use the Sun-Setting Bow whenever he wanted.
It was as if it had completely acknowledged him...
At this moment, even Wu Liang himself found it hard to believe.
Do you admit it...?
Wasn't it said that the ancestor valued bloodlines the most?
Would he acknowledge himself as a mixed-race descendant?
Moreover, he didn't even make a move, let alone try to seize the Ancestor's Sun-Setting Bow...
Did he choose him on his own initiative?
Is it possible?
Not only Wu Liang thought this way, but Wu Lie and Wu Huan thought it even more so.
The two men's expressions turned extremely ugly. They immediately surrounded them, their words and tone filled with hostility, revealing their ferocity.
At this moment, it was as if Wu Liang was no longer their clansman, nor their relative, but their enemy who had killed his wife and father!
Although not exactly, it's pretty much the same.
" Wu Liang, hand over the Sun-Setting Bow!"
"You're not qualified to manage this!"
"No matter what method you used to deceive Sun-Setting Bow, hand it over now, and I might spare your life!"
The two men spoke in extremely fierce tones.
Along with the other Half-Saint who had been defeated by Yuan Ying, they all surrounded Wu Liang, glaring angrily at him.
Their greedy gazes fell upon the Sun-Setting Bow.
His gaze flickered directly at Wu Liang, his eyes filled with naked, ferocious killing intent.
The sacred relic must never fall into the hands of such a half-blood!
Wu Liang's heart sank.
The choice of the Sun-Setting Bow as its master filled him with both surprise and joy, but even greater trouble was about to follow.
This is a sacred object that everyone is fighting over, yet it has fallen into his hands. He now faces not only Wu Huan and Wu Lie, but also many Half-Saint elders, and even other pure-blooded clansmen who are unwilling to let a mixed-blood take over the position of clan leader.
The situation has become even more serious!
He could only rely on himself, the Pavilion Master, and the two Half-Saint elders who protected him.
Not to mention the two seriously injured Half-Saint, even he and the Pavilion Master probably couldn't keep this thing.
Wu Liang's face was extremely grim. If he were alone here, he would risk his life rather than hand over the sacred object.
But now, those caught up in this struggle include not only himself, but also countless clansmen who follow him, and even the Pavilion Master he just met.
Faced with countless Half-Saint, and even that monster from the Profound Heaven Holy Land, how could they possibly win?
If we were to start fighting like this, it would absolutely implicate the Pavilion Master.
But he was truly unwilling to hand it over. This sacred object had already recognized him as its master; was he really going to bow down to someone else and give up the fortuitous opportunity he had obtained?
Hadn't I endured enough during my year in the clan?
Having finally obtained this sacred object and gained the ancestor's approval, are they really going to give it up?
Wu Liang gripped the Sun-Setting Bow tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning distinctly blue and white from the force.
In just a few months, less than two years, he had only learned to lie low, not that he had truly lost his ambition or was willing to submit to others!
He made up his mind to do everything in his power to tear apart the void and let the Pavilion Master leave. As for the Sun-Setting Bow... if he couldn't keep it, then neither of them could get it!
A cold glint flashed in Wu Liang's eyes.
But his hesitation lasted only a single breath.
But even a single breath can feel long to some impatient people.
boom!
A terrifying pressure suddenly erupted, disregarding the consequences and whether it would harm other innocent members of the clan.
A figure dressed in black slowly approached.
Accompanying this was a cold, indifferent voice.
"Either hand it over, or die!"
Yuan Ying's expression was not good.
He hadn't expected that the Wu Huan would be so useless, not being chosen for the inheritance.
I also have to clean up his mess...
But no matter what, he absolutely cannot let the inheritance fall into the hands of others and allow the Wu Huan to rise to power, so that he can better turn the Chongming Clan into his vassal race and recreate the Vast Sea Saint Dynasty... no, it should be said that he should achieve the accomplishment of creating a dynasty that surpasses the Vast Sea Saint Dynasty.
No one is allowed to interfere with these matters.
Those who defy his will are like the remnants of the Lin Household.
all...
Kill them!