Book One, Zhao Fu!
The Sorcerer Race's experts all looked quite confused; they had originally supported Zhao Fu as the Young Clan Leader, but they had never thought that Zhao Fu was the Primordial Dragon Race's Young Clan Leader.
The old woman said with an unsightly expression, "No wonder there was a warning; this Primordial Dragon Race's Young Clan Leader has enmity with us. If he becomes our Young Clan Leader, our Sorcerer Race will perish."
The scholarly man said with an equally unsightly expression, "I've long been curious about his identity and have been wondering who he is. I never guessed that he's the Primordial Dragon Race's Young Clan Leader. If I had known, I would not have let him enter the Sorcerer Land."
The valiant-looking man said seriously, "His power is extremely terrifying; is there anyone who can stop him now?"
The beautiful woman in the red dress said, "It'll be difficult; he has the Source Dragon Bloodline and three supreme sword intents. No one can stop him, and we can't forcefully interfere in the Holy Land either."
The cold-looking woman frowned and said, "That's not necessarily true. Even though he's the Dragon Race's Young Clan Leader, this is the Holy Land of the Sorcerer Race. He can't use his other powers, and Wu Ying might be able to defeat him. She might even be able to kill him; if she can kill him, the crisis might be resolved. "
The valiant-looking man nodded, "That's right; this is a good opportunity to resolve the crisis. Now, it all depends on whether Wu Ying has the strength."
The old woman sighed, "That's all we can do now."
Back at the Holy Land, countless people looked at Zhao Fu in shock.
Zhao Fu looked at Yun Shenlong and did not hide anything. A massive wave of Sorcerer Curse power spread out, causing a large number of Sorcerer Curses to appear in the surrounding space. The Sorcerer Curses gathered together, forming tens of thousands of Curse Swords, and a terrifying sword energy covered the surroundings.
Yun Shenlong was suppressed by Zhao Fu's bloodline, so he could not use his full power. Facing the countless Curse Swords, he revealed an unsightly expression.
Swish, swish, swish …
Under Zhao Fu's control, the incantation swords gave off immense power as they shot towards the Cloud God Dragon, leaving behind rainbow-colored rays of light.
Yun Shenlong gave a massive roar and used all of his strength to activate the power within his body, causing the white clouds to give off countless white lightning arcs.
Rumble …
Thunder tore through the sky as countless bolts of white lightning containing terrifying power blasted forwards, seeming to be able to destroy everything. Ordinary people would not be able to withstand this power.
Bang bang bang …
Bolts of white lightning clashed with the Curse Sword, and an explosive force spread out. Both sides turned into countless rays of light and dissipated, the light illuminating the sky.
Boom!
The many Rune Swords slashed apart the white lightning bolts with great power and shot into the huge white cloud, creating many holes in it.
The Cloud God Dragon let out a loud scream. The battered white clouds once again condensed into the form of the Cloud God Dragon, but there were many injuries on its body.
Zhao Fu had a domineering smile on his face, "Now, let's start the inheritance trial!"
Yun Shenlong's expression was ugly. He wasn't Zhao Fu's match, but he also couldn't activate the inheritance trial to steal the witch race's inheritance.
Zhao Fu said with a smile, "If you don't want to open it, do you think I can't do anything?"
Clang, clang, clang …
Massive sounds of chains rang out as black chains shot out from the air, shooting towards the massive Cloud God Dragon from all directions.
The Cloud God Dragon wanted to dodge but found that he could not, so he once again gave off a powerful wave of cloud energy, wanting to block the chains. However, he was still unable to block the chains, and his body was bound by the chains. No matter how much Yun Shenlong struggled, he could not break free.
Zhao Fu flew in front of the Cloud God Dragon and grabbed out with his hand, causing a massive suction force to spread out and absorb the Cloud God Dragon's bloodline power.
The Cloud God Dragon's body continuously gave off white cloud qi, which flowed into Zhao Fu's arm, and the power that the Cloud God Dragon gave off gradually became weaker.
Zhao Fu had successfully absorbed more than half of the Cloud God Dragon's bloodline power, and the Cloud God Dragon became incredibly weak. It was powerless to struggle, and its massive body was bound by the black chains. He furiously looked at Zhao Fu in front of him.
Zhao Fu ignored him and gathered countless traces of white cloud qi in his palm, forming a white cloud. This white cloud flew towards the altar, and when it got close to the altar, it turned into countless traces of white qi and dissipated.
Boom!
A massive explosion sounded out as the altar gave off a silver light and a powerful aura spread out, inundating everything like a flood.
Everyone stood below the altar and felt as if they were facing an insurmountable mountain. They felt incredibly small and insignificant, and their hearts felt incredibly shocked.
A circle of runes appeared at the top of the altar, and humanoid figures appeared, giving off powerful shaman power. They were the experts of the Sorcerer Race.
The final legacy trial had officially begun.
Zhao Fu flew towards the altar; as long as he ascended it, he would be able to obtain the Sorcerer Race's legacy and the Celestial Sovereign's legacy.
Everyone on the ground looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Could it be that they could only watch as he became the Young Chief of the Sorcerer Race?
"Wait!" a voice sounded out, and everyone looked over to see Wu Ying flying towards Zhao Fu.
A trace of hope appeared in everyone's hearts; only Wu Ying had the strength to stop him. Apart from her, no one else could stop the powerful Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu stopped and turned to look at Wu Ying, "What's the matter?"
Wu Ying said, "I'm going to stop you!"
Zhao Fu lightly laughed and said, "Do you think you have that ability?"
Wu Ying said coldly, "No matter what, I'm going to stop you. I definitely can't let you become the Young Chief, nor will I hand over the Sorcerer Race's legacy to you."
Zhao Fu smiled and said, "Alright! Let me see if you have the ability. "
Wu Ying waved her hand and flung her silver-white cloak away, revealing her appearance. Wu Ying had silver-white long hair, and there were two braids on either side of her face. She had an exquisite face and a tall figure, and she wore a white sorcerer robe. She gave off a mysterious and ancient aura.
Swish, swish, swish …
Wu Ying raised her hand, and more than ten rays of white light appeared, bringing with them waves of powerful energy as they shot towards Zhao Fu at an extremely fast speed.
Zhao Fu stood confidently on the spot, and a massive black barrier of light appeared.
Bang, bang, bang …
Loud sounds rang out, and the ten rays of white light shot onto the black barrier, but they only caused a few cracks to appear on the black barrier.
Wu Ying's expression did not change. She waved her hand again, and a powerful wave of Sorcerer Power spread out, and many white balls of light appeared around Zhao Fu.
Bang, bang, bang …
The many balls of light exploded, and countless rays of white light shot out, covering the entire region. No one could see what was happening.
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