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Rather, it was a strand of mental origin protected by the secret method. It resembled the body of a Seven-color phoenix that Ling Yun had encountered, and was originally in deep sleep. However, the arrival of the three of them had awakened it.

Unlike the Seven-color phoenix, it still retained a large portion of its consciousness. After Luo Ziyan fell for the trap, it immediately went to possess its body.

However, even though it was an extremely strong existence who had half a foot into the semi-divine when it was alive, this was only a strand of its spirit origin. After going through many years, its power was scarce left over, but in the end, it was slowly erased by Luo Ziyan and obtained the inheritance it had left behind.

The process was naturally extremely thrilling, and just a little bit more and Luo Ziyan would have been successfully possessed.

After the experience with the Purple Blood Vine and part of their memories, they couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines. They were very careful when dodging those skeletons, but they didn't encounter any of them in the next few days.

He hadn't thought that he would encounter a similar scene here.

"Qin Wu, you have to hold on to your mind!" Ling Tian slowly clenched his fists, his eyes full of worry.

Luo Ziyan took a step forward, extended her small hand, and gently held Ling Tian's hand.

Suddenly, the previously calm Qin Wu's face became pained, the muscles on his face contorted, he looked extremely sinister, specks of golden light emitted out from his eyes, his entire person looked like a ball of fire.

Ah!" Junior, do not fail to appreciate my kindness! " A muffled roar came from Qin Wu's body. It was the voice of a man that Qin Wu had never heard before.

The instant he said that, a dazzling golden brilliance flowed through Qin Wu's body as a golden Roc rose up from behind him.

Ling Tian and Luo Ziyan's expressions changed, their faces filled with worry. It was just a guess previously, but now it seemed like it was true.

Thousands of meters away from Ling Tian and the rest, on a long "mountain range", a group of a dozen or so people looked at the youth who was seated cross-legged with envious eyes.

"Although this guy's talent is pretty good in the sect, he can only barely make it to the stage. Why did he encounter so many fortuitous encounters since receiving the inheritance seven days ago? "I actually got another inheritance this time." Someone whispered.

Su Xin's face turned unsettled. While feeling envious, he was also burning with jealousy, all the opportunities should be his, all the experts were too blind.

"From the looks of it, it should be almost finished." "After he accepts the inheritance, his cultivation will definitely soar. At that time, we can just get rid of those two people in the way."

Originally, he wanted to say three people, but when he saw Su Xin's gloomy and gloomy face, he hurriedly changed his words.

The others nodded in agreement.

"Why do I feel like something isn't right!"

Amongst the group, there was a blue clothed young man who appeared to be a maverick. He ignored the others as he sat by himself and silently cultivated. His eyes suddenly opened slightly as he looked doubtfully at the young man who was receiving the inheritance.

His name was Lan Yuyang, the direct disciple of the Great Clan Elder of the Essence Returning Holy Land, and he was also the Third Son of God.

In the Sacred Grounds, the Son of God was the name given to the most outstanding disciple in the young generation of the sect. Generally speaking, those who could be conferred the title of Holy Maiden were all under the age of twenty-five.