The Sun was setting. It was already evening.
Everyone's gaze was fixated on Ling Xian. As if he was the only light source in the world, they had to look at him.
Everyone's gaze was complex. There was shock, bitterness, and awe.
Gu Jian had made it very clear that the reason why they were here was because they were following the core treasure. In other words, the core treasure of the first and third ancestral grounds was the same as the second – a drop of majestic ancient blood.
These three drops of majestic ancient blood entered Ling Xian's body. The ancient blood from the first and third ancestral grounds, in particular, traveled thousands of miles to get here.
It had to be known that this was the blood of the omnipotent Empyrean Pangu. Even a powerhouse of the seventh realm could forget about refining it. Yet it entered Ling Xian's body of its own accord. How unbelievable was this? What kind of favor was this?
Everyone was uncertain. Those who didn't know the secret were confused. Those who knew the secret were in a state of shock like never before.
"Who can tell me what is going on? Where is the majestic blood? Why is it nowhere to be seen? "Gu Jian frowned. His eyes were bright and sharp like swords.
"It entered his body of its own accord. The majestic blood from the second ancestral ground did the same."
A seventh leveled cultivator had a bitter expression and his voice was full of disbelief.
"What?!"
Gu Jian was in awe. Everyone who came with him was stunned as well.
The ancient majestic blood entering a human's body was already a shocking thing. Adding the word "actively" to it, it was even more unbelievable.
Just what kind of being could make Pan Gu's blood enter his body of its own volition?
"Impossible! What kind of person was the Ancestor? How could his blood enter someone's body of its own accord? "
"Yeah, he is a sixth leveled cultivator. Even a seventh leveled cultivator doesn't have the right to do this!"
"This person must have used some kind of technique. Dammit, how dare he take the treasure of our kind. He is seeking death!"
A portion of the people who didn't know the secret all chimed in. Other than disbelief, there was killer's intent.
This was all because Ling Xian was a human and the ancient majestic blood was an undefeatable treasure. Naturally, he wasn't allowed to touch it.
However, those who knew the secret remained silent. They merely looked at Ling Xian with a complex gaze.
This made Ling Xian frown. He was confused.
He knew why the ancient majestic blood entered his body of its own accord, but he didn't know about everyone's strange reactions.
"All of you, shut up. If you continue to speak, you will only show how ignorant you are." Gu Jian spoke slowly, startling everyone.
Then, he glanced around at the seventh leveled cultivators, "Do you want to speak, or do you want me to speak?"
"You do it. My mind is in a mess right now and I don't want to speak.
"Ling Xian," an elder with white hair sighed. The other seventh leveled cultivators also shook their heads.
"Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Xian"
"There is a legend in the Sorcerer God Region, or rather, a secret. It is only circulated among the upper echelons, and people with low status cannot know about it."
"In the letter left behind by the Grand Ancestor of Sorcerer, there is a decree. As long as someone can absorb the Celestial Master Ancient Blood, that person will be the son of the Grand Ancestor of Sorcerer's Domain!"
"Ling Ling Ling Is Every tribe and all has to listen to king!
Gu Jian slowly exhaled a mouthful of murky air as if he wanted to exhale all the shock in his chest. However, when he remembered that Ling Xian, as a humankind, became the Son of the Sorcerer God, shock filled his heart again.
Everyone present felt the same way.
This was especially true for those who had just found out. Their eyes widened, and they couldn't help but stop breathing.
Son of the Grand Wizard? The King of the Sorcerer Region?
How was this possible?!
Everyone's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. They only felt that this was a fantasy story that couldn't be more ridiculous. It was simply impossible!
Even Ling Xian thought the same.
At the same time, he found it quite funny. Was he really the King of the Sorcerer God Region just because he said so? He did not think that the tribes in the Sorcerer God Region would listen to him.
"I have heard of the legend of the son of the Wizard Ancestor, but don't forget that he is a human!"
"That's right. How could a human be the son of the Ancestor of Sorcery, let alone become the king of the Sorcerer Realm?"
"In any case, I will not admit it. I will not allow a human to step on my head!"
The way they looked at Ling Xian was full of killer's intent.
"Even if you don't admit it, you can't change the fact that he's the son of the Witch Ancestor."
"Perhaps I wasn't clear enough. Those who can absorb the ancient majestic blood must be the son of the Witch Ancestor. Only those who are already the Witch Ancestor can absorb the ancient majestic blood."
"Also, don't forget that the ancient majestic blood entered his body of its own accord. This means he is the true son of the Witch Ancestor."
"As for his identity as a human, have you forgotten the special characteristics of the ancient majestic blood? Whether it's the foreign kind or the spiritual kind, the ancient majestic blood can appear inside their bodies. "
"In other words, he is the true son of the Witch Ancestor. The Sorcerer Region has been waiting for an eternity for the King!"
Gu Jian's loud shout shocked the sky and everyone here.
He had made himself very clear. Whether or not they admit it, Ling Xian was the son of the Witch Ancestor. That was a fact nobody could change!
Therefore, everyone silenced. As much as they found it hard to believe, they fell into a state of confusion.
On one side was the decree left behind by the Witch Ancestor, on the other side was their true thoughts. Who wouldn't be confused?
Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He really didn't think he would become the son of the Witch Ancestor, the King of the Sorcerer Region.
"Interesting."
Ling Xian silently chuckled. He didn't think much of this identity. Because he knew very well that most of the tribes wouldn't admit it.
To all the sorcerers, the Witch Ancestor was a supreme being. His words were the law of the land and had to be obeyed. But that was during the era when he was alive. Today, countless years had passed. How many people would listen to him?
The King of the Sorcerer Region wasn't just a title. It meant they had to listen to Ling Xian!
Not to mention anything else, merely those top tribes were the overlords of the Sorcerer God Region and enjoyed boundless authority. So how could they allow others to ride roughshod over them?
It was unrealistic. Even if the top tribes were willing, very few of them would be willing.
Therefore, Ling Xian didn't think much of this identity. Looking at everyone's complex expression, he grinned, "I am not interested in this identity. If you leave, we will never see each other again. How about that?"
"Dream on! You want to leave after taking the treasure of the sorcerer kind? Leave your life behind! "
"Son of the Witch Ancestor? King of the Sorcerer Region? I will not admit it!"
"Hehe, if I kill you, there won't be a Son of the Witch Ancestor anymore."
Some people spoke up. The way they looked at Ling Xian was full of passion and killer's intent.
After hearing what these people said, everyone else was a little tempted.
Because if they kill Ling Xian, the Son of the Witch Ancestor will no longer exist. There would be no need to struggle between the Witch Ancestor's words and their hearts.
Therefore, everyone's eyes were full of killer's intent. Especially those of the seventh level, their killer's intent was obvious.
This made Ling Xian's heart drop. His expression darkened as well.
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