"Even if I die, if the Dim Darkness Tribe opens the shrine one day and obtains my godhood, I will definitely destroy the Yan Clan!"
What a fierce will. Even if he died, he would destroy the Yan Clan!
At this moment, Ye Qinghan's hatred for the Dim Darkness Divine General came inexplicably. His eyes were bloodshot as he clenched his fists. The Heaven Suppressing Blade made a sound.
Humans and Immortals could not coexist!
Humans were only from the Yan Clan, but Immortals represented the Immemorial Ancient Immortal Bloodline and the Ancient God Bloodline.
Immortals wanted to kill humans, and humans wanted to kill Immortals!
In the Primeval War, the Gods and Humans were at a disadvantage, and the humans were pushed to the lowest level of the planes, where they struggled at death's door. But now, in the higher planes, the bloodlines of the higher-level bloodlines had been married for countless years, and the bloodlines had been diluted generation after generation. Eventually, people like the Deathless Immortal World were born. They might be elites, but the purest bloodlines of the past were hidden in the shadows, and if they didn't have good fortune, they would never be able to achieve atavism.
Today's scene made Ye Qinghan decide that the Crazy Sect must not refine the godhood! Including the Crazy Sect. Otherwise, it would be hard to say if they would become enemies in the future.
Ye Qinghan looked at Luo Wuhen's expectant eyes. He wanted to discuss whether he could give up the Dim Darkness Divine General's godhood. However, from his eyes, he knew it was impossible. No one was willing to give up the Immemorial Divine General's godhood. This kind of godhood was too attractive. The godhood represented the pinnacle of a law. After refining it, one could reach the fourth stage of a big shot in a short time.
Sigh …
Ye Qinghan sighed in his heart. He was helpless.
Hua!!
Luo Wuhen crawled up and quickly walked towards the shrine. He looked at the Dim Darkness Divine General's corpse. Other than the Divine General's battle robe being torn by the sword, there was no other damage. His body had not decayed, and his blood seemed to be surging. It was extremely terrifying.
"Junior Luo Wuhen greets Senior Divine General. Today, I am willing to accept your inheritance and take revenge for you!" Luo Wuhen knelt on one knee and said respectfully, hoping to get the Dim Darkness Divine General's approval. However, when he looked at the Dim Darkness Divine General's right finger, he was stunned.
"Where is his Divine Ring?"
Luo Wuhen's pupils constricted as he turned to look at Sovereign Ye.
Supremacy Ye had an innocent look on his face as he said angrily, "You're suspecting me? Do you still have a conscience? The two of you were blasted away when you came in. If I go in, won't I be blasted to smithereens? Besides, how do you know that the Divine Ring wasn't lost in the battle? "
Luo Wuhen was speechless and didn't know how to refute. After all, there was no evidence!
Tap tap tap …
Ye Qinghan stepped into the divine hall. The shroud was swept up by the divine power in this place, and it fluttered loudly. His qi and blood seemed to be burning, and his black hair flew backward as his aura rose.
Although the Dimness God General was dead, it was as if he could feel Ye Qinghan's bloodline. His aura grew stronger.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan sheathed the Heaven Suppressing Blade on his back. He waved his hand and grabbed the Primordial Celestial Sword in front of the Underworld General's chest. He stepped on his chest.
Pssh — — —
Bang!
Ye Qinghan did not give the Immemorial Divine General any face. No matter how strong the enemy was, he was still an enemy. If they respected him, who would respect the dead Yan Emperor Crown Prince? Who would respect the countless dead Flame Clan humans?
The Heaven Sword of the Flame Clan!
The Flame Clan had a total of five supreme swords: Heaven, Earth, Human, Emperor, and Monarch!
The five swords represented the five elders of the Flame Clan. They controlled the four sides and the central region of the Flame Clan. These five swords not only represented one's identity, but they could also command the entire Flame Clan army! It was a pity that the Flame Clan had been destroyed.
The sword light filled the sky. Together with the Flame Clan blood in Ye Qinghan's body, the sword energy shot into the clouds.
Yin — — —
At this moment, Ye Qinghan's aura reached its peak. He stood proudly in the divine hall, and his aura shook Gu Jiutian.
His cold face made it seem like he had truly accepted the Flame Clan's inheritance and the Flame Clan's hatred.
"Young Master Luo, can you give me some face and give up on finding the location of the Divine Spark? Even if you find it, don't refine it." Ye Qinghan stood proudly with his sword in hand. His voice reverberated in the divine hall.
Luo Wuhen was already in a bad mood because of the disappearance of the Divine Ring. After hearing Ye Qinghan's words, he immediately asked coldly, "Why? Do you know what the Dim Divine General's Divine Spark represents? It represents the arrival of an Immortal Emperor! "
"But it also means that you will fight to the death with me!" Ye Qinghan stared back at Luo Wuhen and said sternly.
Hiss!
Luo Wuhen sucked in a breath of cold air and stared at Ye Qinghan. The current Ye Qinghan was no longer the same as before. He was now the Heaven Suppressing Marquis, and his combat power was comparable to a first degree realm cultivator. With the addition of the Heaven Suppressing Saber, he could even injure someone in his fourth form.
"What do you mean?" Luo Wuhen frowned and asked.
Among the seven of them, Gu Jiutian had guessed Ye Qinghan's identity. The rest were from the Insane Sect, but this young master of the Luo Clan was the only exception. Some things were better said in advance than later!
It was better to suffer early than late. Although they were still friends now, if their relationship got better in the future and they fell out, it would be painful for everyone!
"Because I am the inheritor of the Yan Clan!" Ye Qinghan said in a deep voice.
Yan Yunbei and Huo Lingtian didn't know what the Yan Clan represented, but how could Gu Jiutian and Luo Wuhen not know?
Hiss!
Both of them sucked in a breath of cold air and trembled. Even though Gu Jiutian had guessed Ye Qinghan's identity, he couldn't hide his shock.
Ye Qinghan stared at Luo Wuhen and said in a deep voice, "Once, I thought it was just a bloodline inheritance and hatred had nothing to do with me. But today, after seeing the Dim Divine Spark's final will, I know that the Divine Spark and the special bloodline are the seeds of hatred. They will take root in anyone. I treat the Martial Arts Record System as an ally and the Luo Clan as a friend. I don't want to be enemies. If Young Master Luo is willing to give up the Divine Spark for me, I can guarantee that whoever dares to attack the Martial Arts Record System will be the same as attacking the Insane Sect!"
"What if I don't agree?" Luo Wuhen asked after a moment of silence.
"Then we will be enemies. However, I won't kill you today, but you will have to stay in the Dim Divine Sparring Grounds for thirty thousand years. Within thirty thousand years, you are not allowed to leave the grounds." Ye Qinghan said in a deep voice, "The day you leave the grounds, we will be enemies. When we meet on the battlefield, there will be no mercy!"
Ye Qinghan's voice was like thunder, exploding in the shrine.
Gu Jiutian and Luo Wuhen's hair stood on end. They had made it clear today, and now they had a choice.
Ye Qinghan stared at the two from the corner of his eyes. He clenched the Yan Clan's Heaven Sword tightly. He knew that he was being too soft-hearted, but he still didn't want to kill them today.
Ye Qinghan knew Luo Wuhen and Gu Jiutian's choice because Xuanyuan Qingyun's choice had increased his speed. It was almost impossible for a cultivator to give up on cultivation. When they meet on the battlefield in the future, it would be more than just pain!
Sigh …
A sigh filled with helplessness and sadness.
"Why are you a member of the Yan Clan?" Luo Wuhen laughed bitterly.
Ye Qinghan looked up at the sky and sighed. He said in a hoarse voice, "I can't choose to inherit the soul. If I want to blame someone, I can only blame the live broadcast of the hunting game for awakening my Yan Clan bloodline. I wonder if they will regret awakening my bloodline in the future?"
"I choose to stay here for thirty thousand years. Sect Master Ye, don't worry. I will not go out for thirty thousand years. Also, take my handwritten letter. The Martial Arts Record System will not make things difficult for the Kuang Manor." Luo Wuhen said with certainty.
Ye Qinghan's lips curled into a sad smile. He nodded and looked at Gu Jiutian. He said in a low voice, "Your Highness Jiutian, you are my benefactor. You can stay or leave as you wish. I will not make things difficult for you. If you become a Divine Will Master God and I become a member of the Yan Clan, if we fight to the death, I will spare you three times. I will not regret it."
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