Luo Wen, who had just become an ancestor, left just like that.
It seemed that kneeling and saying a word to his benefactor was very perfunctory.
The six ancestors, especially Luo Chen, understood that the degree of submission represented by this kneeling and saying a word was something that even they could not compare to.
Although it had always been based on the experience of being an ancestor, and their submission seemed to be very sensible …
But it could not be denied that compared to Luo Wen, who had only just surrendered, they were more flexible.
Therefore, it was extremely appropriate to describe Luo Wen as someone who was not easy to surrender. Once he surrendered, he would be dead set on surrendering. Even if the world collapsed, he would not waver.
And this point, could completely correspond to the incomparable opportunity that the Lord had bestowed to Luo Wen.
After all, after calming down, the six ancestors all wanted to go back in time, turn themselves back into saints, and attack the ancestors in front of the Lord.
The more it was like this, the more intense the word 'Blood Ancestor' in their hearts became.
They did not dare to imagine, if their guess was true …
"What kind of existence could easily give this kind of essence blood to a … a Rakshasa who only said one sentence …"
Luo Wen, who was walking alone on the road to resist the invaders, did not feel the envy, jealousy, and hatred of the six ancestors.
This road, was also the road that he comprehended the great changes in himself.
The changes were too great.
Thinking back to the six ancestors who made him change from arrogance to respect, at this moment, his heart was filled with the confidence to defeat the six ancestors by himself.
But the more this was so, the more frightened he was.
Because the one who gave him this, was that unknown Lord.
This was not important.
The important thing was …
"Luo Wen, Luo Wen, so you are really an idiot who does not give up until you reach the yellow river …"
Luo Wen, who still had lingering fear, recalled the scene before he knelt down in front of Xie Tian as he mocked himself …
In that scene, he relied on the fact that he had just broken through and could not restrain the pressure of the ancestors, to come in front of Xie Tian.
But in front of Xie Tian, this pressure that could make the hearts of the six ancestors palpitate was like a stone sinking into the sea.
What Luo Chen didn't know was that when he used the pressure that he couldn't control after breaking through to appear in front of Xie Tian, it was the end of Rowan, the arrogant Rakshasa's test against Xie Tian.
It was also because of this test that Luo Wen completely realized the gap between him and Xie Tian, and how unimaginable it was. Thus, he wholeheartedly submitted to him.
The shame that had been born before, after the fear dissipated, once again attacked Luo Wen's heart in a manner that was billions of times stronger than before, making him want to die.
"The only thing I can do is to become the Lord's blade …"
Therefore, he, who had always been known for his calmness, walked on this path alone to resist the invasion of the Blood Decay World.
"Just one?"
"The Blood Mist World doesn't only have six … Eh? He just broke through … "
"Hehe, no wonder you have the guts to come alone!"
"The older I get, the more afraid I am of death …"
"Therefore, we won't die. The ones who will die are all arrogant youngsters …"
… …
After the nine ancestors of the Blood Decay World finished their mocking sighs, Luo Wen, who had sworn to serve Xie Tian to the death, displayed his great change.
This great change dyed half of the Blood Mist World red, causing the six ancestors of Luo Chen to fantasize.
But Xie Tian didn't even look at them.
He was thoughtfully looking at the two butterflies that sometimes danced in the air, and sometimes landed on Little Bell's fingertips.
The two butterflies were as strong as Luo Wen was.
Because both of them had a drop of essence blood he had bestowed upon them.
This drop of essence blood was taken from the blood pools of all the families in the Blood Mist World.
Perhaps the six ancestors could do this.
What made this drop of essence blood take form was the formation patterns of all the blood pools.
Perhaps the six ancestors could also achieve this after paying a great price.
But what truly gave this drop of essence blood the ability to change fate was the strange ball of light among the hundreds of blood pool formation patterns …
And what he obtained after using the first blood blood of the Rakshasa in his body to combine the hundreds of strange balls of light into one.
After passing through the blood pools of the six ancestor families, the path he had foreseen came to the end of the other shore.
And the beautiful scenery of the other shore was just as he had imagined —
"The blood pool formation patterns are where the essence blood of the Luo Si family lies …"
"After separating the impurities from the essences and combining them into one, the product begins to approach the essence blood of one of the thirteen ancestors of the Rakshasa Prison, Luo Si …"
This had already appeared in the hearts of the six ancestors.
But this was not the most important thing.
The most important thing was …
"First blood of the Rakshasa, essence blood of the Luo Si …"
As he murmured, Xie Tian's heart moved.
His heart moved, and his body moved.
As he stood up, he seemed to have guessed something bigger than the sky. His bloodshot eyes, which were slightly dazed from thinking, looked towards the sky of the Rakshasa Prison.
"The essence blood of the ancestors of the thirteen families, could it be the first blood of the Rakshasa …"
Thinking of the strange structure of the thirty-six blood worlds, Xie Tian finally muttered this guess that could topple the entire Rakshasa Prison.
With this thought, he seemed to be unable to even stand. His bloodshot eyes looked towards the six ancestors and asked softly, "Which world is the closest to the Blood Mist World?"
Which world is the closest to?
Isn't it the world that you said was easy to deal with?
You could think like this, but even if the six ancestors were given ten thousand times the courage, they would not dare to say such a thing.
"Lord, the blood world closest to the Blood Mist World is the Blood Decay World of the thirty-six blood worlds …"
"The Rakshasa of the Blood Decay World is the Rakshasa Family of the thirteen families …"
"The Rakshasa Family of the Rakshasa Family is one of the thirteen families …"
…
As Xie Tian followed the words of the ancestors and drew the outline of Luo Pi in his mind, he suddenly realized something.
"The Blood Decay World, isn't it …"
Halfway through his sentence, he turned to look in the direction where Luo Wen had left.
Seeing this, the ancestors smiled bitterly in their hearts.
"Lord, did you forget?"
"Nobles have a lot of things to do, and looking at Lord, you are obviously thinking about something important. You even forgot about the Blood Decay World …"
"When Lord thinks about it, the entire thirty-six blood worlds are probably …"
"That's for sure. Look at that battle, I didn't expect Luo Wen to not only be able to resist the nine ancestors of the Blood Decay World, but he is also steadily improving …"
"The level of the essence blood is everything. When he slowly grasps the new inheritance in battle, heh, the Blood Decay World will definitely be the next Blood Mist …"
…
"It's too slow …"
The attitude of Xie Tian, who said this, was in stark contrast to the attitude of the Daozu.
Then, under the shocked gazes of the Daozu, he waved at the two butterflies on Little Bell's fingertips.
Then …
The four butterfly wings trembled at the same time.
In the eyes of the six ancestors, it was just a tremble of the butterfly wings. It didn't cause any wind or dust …
But on the battlefield of the ten ancestors billions of miles away, it was like a hurricane that returned the world to chaos.
He watched as four of the nine ancestors died and five fled …
He watched as half of the Blood Decay World's Rakshasa who invaded the Blood Mist World died …
Luo Wen retracted his aura, and with a pious expression, he turned around and respectfully knelt in the air with an attitude of worship.
"Be faster next time."
When passing by Luo Wen, Xie Tian said.
"Yes, Lord!"
Hearing the word "Lord", the footsteps of the six ancestors of Luo Chen paused for a thousandth of a second. Then, they followed Xie Tian to the Blood Decay World with even more respect.
"The student has surpassed the master …"
"Lord? Heh … "
"I've lived for so long in vain …"
"Why didn't the Old Man think of this word!"
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