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"Warriors of the Blood Witch Clan, begin the blood witch's inheritance. Use your lives to activate the blood witch's inheritance." The Magus' voice was extremely loud, as if she had transformed into a completely different person.

One by one, the warriors stopped. They were chanting an ancient incantation, allowing the beasts to pounce on them and bite them as if their bodies were no longer theirs.

"Blood Descends on the Land, Legacy of the Blood Mage, the ancient Blood Mage God. Listen to your loyal followers and grant the inheritance to the Blood Mage. Sacrifice with your life and the life blood of over a thousand warriors of my clan in exchange for your arrival. "The Blood Red Inheritance has been activated …"

Magi continued to chant strange incantations, and blood-red clouds appeared in the sky, surrounding the beasts and warriors. Time seemed to have stopped, and the beasts seemed to have stopped.

The body of the brave warrior dissipated into a bloody mist, and the body of the wild beast dispersed into a bloody mist. The entire sky was covered with blood, forming a world of blood.

Upon seeing that even wild beasts had become offerings, the Magus was extremely shocked, but did not relax even in the slightest. He immediately chanted an incantation with all the speed he could muster.

"No …" How could this be? "

The Dharma Wand that was used by the Magi to pass on their inheritance shot out a ball of flame, and blood-red flames floated to the boy's side.

The Magus let out a mournful cry, and his eyes were about to crack. He stared at the flower beside the youngster, which was strangely beautiful.

The Blood Mist Inheritance was destined to fail because a flower had appeared. It looked like a peony blooming in full bloom, its blood blood-red and glistening.

The blood in the sky churned, gradually turning into mist and flowing into the peony flower. The strange blood mist was being absorbed by the peony flower.

"Woo woo …"

Ghost wails and wolf howls rang out as a blood-red light shot into the sky.

The peony flower absorbed the blood mist and gradually bloomed.

Note that the petals are formed from fire. After absorbing the blood fog, the flames become even more brilliant.

The Magus looked at the blood-red flame flower in despair, and howled in grief, "The inheritance of the Blood Witch Clan has failed, the heavens will kill my Blood Witch Clan …"

"The Blood Mage Legacy has failed? We can't let our Blood Witch Clan be destroyed, definitely not. " The young man heard the shriek of the Magus and his body moved.

"Roar!"

The youth closed his eyes and opened them abruptly. When he saw the strange peony flower before him, fury shot out of his eyes.

Starting from the Age of Martial Cultivation fifty years ago, the probability of many clans failing with Bloodline Inheritance was extremely high.

The Blood Witch Clan was no exception as well. Every time one carried out an inheritance, a peony would bloom, devouring the power of the inheritance and causing it to fail.

"Without inheritance, there is no hope. You actually want to destroy my Blood Witch Clan? I'll destroy you first. "

The youth's eyes were wide open as he stared at the strange peony flower. He was roaring in his heart and crying out in frustration.

So what if he was unwilling?

At this moment, the youth no longer had any strength left.

"Ah …!"

The anger in his heart was roaring, the sleeping blood was shouting!

Boom!

The youth's body trembled as a foot of gray cloud the size of a fist appeared behind him.

The Magus saw the grey cloud behind the young man, and fury flared in his eyes. He wished that he could tear the grey cloud to shreds and devour it.

It was precisely that black cloud that caused this youth and over ten thousand Blood Witch Clan to suffer all the humiliation.

They lived in the imperial city of the Ancient Martial Empire and were the hostages there.

Every year, all youths at the age of twelve must undergo Martial Spirit activation.

The young man's Martial Spirit had awoken, but it was a dark cloud that was blooming with an extremely terrifying and evil aura.

Even if it was the aura of evil, it didn't matter.

But!

This black cloud had no spiritual nature, it belonged to a dead Martial Spirit.

The person who awakened the dead Martial Spirit was destined to not be able to cultivate.

After being appraised as belonging to a dead Martial Spirit, the young man's fiancee humiliated the young man on the spot and even annulled the marriage.

The family of their fiancée thought that marrying a youth was a form of humiliation, and they ended up slaughtering the youth.

For the sake of the three thousand clansmen and the seven thousand guards that lived within the Imperial City, the youth had to kneel and plead, thus his dignity had been trampled upon.

He brought 3,000 clansmen with him as he left the Imperial City on his knees.

No one pitied them, ridiculing them for throwing away trash and leaving the Imperial City on their knees.

After leaving the Imperial City, he was immediately hunted down.

Over the past fifty years, the Magi had failed one after another in their inheritances, and the clansmen had fallen into despair over and over again.

It was because of the peony flower in front of him, and it seemed like this peony flower had always been opposing Blood Witch Clan.

Blood flowed out of the youth's eyes as he roared in his heart!

"I will tear it apart, tear it apart."

The peony flower was burning even more enchantingly. After absorbing the bloody mist, it seemed to have eaten its fill.

The power that it had devoured from the inheritance of over three thousand blood Magi had finally blossomed.

The peony flower blossomed beautifully. As the flames flickered, it continuously gave birth to an enchanting image of a peony flower.

Within the shadow of the peony flower, there were monsters and shadows of human faces. These shadows were roaring and crying.

More and more shadow of the peony flower floated out, quickly spreading out in all directions.

"I want to tear it apart, I want to destroy it, I want to … "Swallow it."

The youth who was about to die actually let out a shrill scream!

The blood-red and alluring peony flower, the shadow it created, sprayed out like a fountain, and the shadow of the peony spread out in all directions.

Soon, the dense cluster of peonies scattered like a fairy. The ground was filled with shadows of peony flowers. They looked very beautiful and terrifying because a soul within each flower was roaring and crying!

The shadow of the peony flower landed on the youth's body. Dark clouds, devoid of all spirituality, let out a cheer.

When the shadow of a peony flower came into contact with the dark cloud, the dark cloud actually produced a suction force that engulfed the shadow.

When the shadow devoured the flames of the peony flower, it seemed to have grown stronger, and the suction force it gave off grew even stronger.

The shadow of the peony flower in the surrounding area was like a tide as it flowed into the dark clouds.

The fist-sized dark clouds quickly swallowed the shadow of the peony flower, turning it into a blood-red color, looking extremely eerie and terrifying!

The Magus' pupils constricted, his face filled with shock.

"Isn't it the dead Martial Spirit? How can it have the ability to devour evil? "