Ye Qinghan's words sounded like a question, but in fact, he had already made a decision. Even if Gu Jiutian objected, he would still do it.
Gu Jiutian stood in the slowly descending divine land, a hint of helplessness in his beautiful face. He reminded, "Whether it's the ancient gods, ancient immortals, or the ten ancient special bloodlines, they all inherit from the heavens. Breaking their inheritance is like breaking the heavens' child. You can't bear this heavenly punishment."
"What about the Yan Clan? They have a mother but no father to love them? "Ye Qinghan frowned and asked. Gu Jiutian pursed his lips.
"The Yan Clan is very special. They created another path and inherited it from themselves. In my opinion, if they exist, then they exist. Forcefully erasing them is also against the heavens. Therefore, the ancient gods, ancient immortals, and the special bloodlines of the ancient races have all been punished by the heavens. Now, the ancient immortal world has been torn apart. Eighty to ninety percent of the great inheritances have been broken, and all the primordial godhoods have been lost. If you don't want to go against the heavens, the one who will be implicated is the Kuang Sect.
You won't have a good ending. "Ye Qinghan licked the tip of his tongue and snorted in his heart. The heavenly punishment had been with him since he was young. The so-called heavenly punishment was just karma. Since it was retribution, it should be retribution on the so-called ancient immortals. At worst, he would just leave the Kuang Sect.
"Divine bird, put all the corpses in the divine ring. Don't let anyone refine the godhoods," Ye Qinghan said firmly.
Supreme Ye was wild with joy. He flew over and said solemnly, "Okay, no one will be able to use the godhoods."
Ye Qinghan stared at Supreme Ye and warned in a low voice, "Don't refine the godhoods on your own unless you want to be my enemy."
Whoosh!
Supreme Ye patted his chest and said, "I swear on my conscience that I won't refine the godhoods."
Phew …
Ye Qinghan exhaled and looked at the corpses on the ground. He buried the bodies of the Yan Clan on the spot. After all, this was the ancestral land of the Yan Clan. Even if it drifted with the waves, they were still buried in the land that accompanied them.
Ye Qinghan alone kowtowed nine times as a farewell to his ancestor.
"One day, I will bury you in the territory of the Flame Race so that you will never drift again," Ye Qinghan thought to himself.
At this moment, Supreme Ye was constantly collecting god corpses. He felt even more excited than collecting primordial immortal treasures.
Ye Qinghan grew uneasy when he saw the look on Yun Che's face. He muttered to himself, "This guy is far too unreliable. Once we reach the Northern Divine Island, he'll bury all of the divine corpses there."
Yan Yunbei and the others also landed on the drifting divine land. They searched in silence, hoping to get some divine treasures from the depths. Even if they couldn't refine the godheads, they could at least get some divine weapons. There shouldn't be any problem with immemorial divine abilities!
Some places might have Primordial Divine Rune Killing Formations, but some places obviously didn't. The group gradually ran into the depths of the Yan Tribe's territory. Many Primordial Divine Runes had already lost their effects, and some ancient buildings had collapsed. Even Ye Qinghan didn't bother to search inside.
Bai Xiaosheng's white robes fluttered in the wind as he silently walked on the ancient path. Rubble was everywhere.
The Broken Halberd Sinks Into Sand had yet to be sold.
Some broken weapons still had traces of the Yan Tribe. They walked on the battlefield in low spirits. Since ancient times, war had always been cruel. There was almost no winner. Most of the time, both sides suffered great losses.
Whoosh!!
At this moment, Huo Lingtian walked towards a dilapidated ancient palace with an expectant look. He used his Fangtian Halberd to pry open some huge rocks. Gradually, a space appeared. The baleful aura inside was so dense that it made it hard for people to breathe.
Huo Lingtian covered his nose and carefully walked in. He discovered that there were two corpses inside. It was as if they had died together. In an instant, the other's head was pierced. No one was spared.
One of the young men was holding a box in his left hand. It was covered in rust and looked as if it was about to rot. There were three words on the back of the sword in his hand, "Scorching Sun Sword." It was extremely sharp. Even after countless years, it still couldn't hide its domineering aura.
The Scorching Sun Sword directly pierced into the enemy's head. However, the enemy's sword pierced through his head from between his eyebrows. Both of them died at the same time. The shockwave caused the entire palace to collapse.
The two of them supported each other and didn't fall. Their eyes were filled with unwillingness and anger.
Huo Lingtian happily tried to take the iron box from the Scorching Sun Sword's owner. However, even though he was dead, his iron bones still locked the iron box tightly. It was as if there was an incredible treasure inside.
"Hehe, looks like I got a treasure." Huo Lingtian had been following Sovereign Ye for a long time. His personality had become extremely wretched. He liked to take advantage of others. Now that there was a treasure, he would definitely check it out first. If he couldn't use it, he would give it to others. If he could use it, he would naturally enjoy it for himself!
Needless to say, this philosophy was taught to him by Sovereign Ye!
After a long time, Huo Lingtian still couldn't take the iron box. However, he didn't dare to destroy the Yan Tribe's corpse. He could only pull the Scorching Sun Sword out of the enemy's corpse. Then, he laid the Scorching Sun Sword's owner flat on the ground. He used his strength to pull the iron box out.
The iron box wasn't sealed in time. The Scorching Sun Sword's owner seemed to want to escape the battlefield with it. Unfortunately, he didn't manage to escape in time.
Huo Lingtian opened the box and found a blood-red bottle. The bottle was sealed with an ancient array. There were a few words on it, but he didn't recognize them. However, if Ye Qinghan was here, he would definitely recognize them.
"Yan Emperor's blood essence! Three drops! "
This was the prize that the Scorching Sun Sword's owner, Yan Yang, had won in the competition. It was a pity that he didn't manage to use it in time, so he kept it until now.
This bottle was priceless outside, not to mention the god's blood inside it!
The ancestral blood of the Yan Tribe was one hundred percent pure!
Huo Lingtian didn't even think about it. He didn't know what was inside, but he thought that since Yan Yang valued it so much, it definitely wasn't a defective product. After removing the seal, golden-red blood droplets rolled inside the bottle. Every drop of Yan Emperor's blood was a peerless treasure!
Huo Lingtian wasn't greedy. He poured out a drop of blood essence and sealed the bottle. Then, he swallowed the drop of Yan Emperor's blood essence.
* Gulp … *
As soon as the blood essence entered his stomach, a vast energy broke through his bottleneck, breaking through the first layer and reaching the second layer. The vast memories of the Yan Tribe contained cultivation experience and bloodline power, causing Huo Lingtian to fall unconscious.
* Bang! *
"F * ck, what did I eat?"
Huo Lingtian didn't even have time to react before he fell to the ground. His head was full of bumps, and he fainted.
He didn't even know what he ate. He was indeed a pure young man who was poisoned by Sovereign Ye!
The vast bloodline power covered Huo Lingtian's own bloodline, purifying, assimilating, and changing it. Even the inheritance of his soul was distorted. However, his memories weren't destroyed!
The Yan Emperor's blood essence! Even Ye Qinghan probably couldn't withstand two drops, but this guy swallowed one drop without knowing what it was.
Bai Xiaosheng and Yan Yunbei, who had just arrived at the outer area, heard the strange noise inside. When they entered, they were shocked and quickly called out to Ye Qinghan and the rest.
Whoosh — — —
Ye Qinghan entered the inner area. When he saw the two corpses and Huo Lingtian lying in the ancient palace, he was shocked.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan waved his hand and took the red jade bottle. When he saw the words on it, his pupils shrank. He opened the bottle and saw that there was indeed one drop missing!
At this moment, the Yan Tribe bloodline in Huo Lingtian's body was extremely rich and pure. It was even purer than Ye Qinghan's!
"F * ck! You bastard, you didn't even know what it was and ate it. Now, you're going against the heavens and changing your own bloodline. You're carrying a burden of hatred for nothing. " Ye Qinghan was speechless. He kept the jade bottle and used his human energy to help Huo Lingtian heal the blood clots in his body. Only then did Huo Lingtian escape with his life.
At this moment, Sovereign Ye and Gu Jiutian arrived at the palace. When they saw Huo Lingtian's Yan Tribe bloodline, they were stunned.
"He's also from the Yan Tribe?" Gu Jiutian took a deep breath. He could see the purity of Huo Lingtian's Yan Tribe bloodline. This kind of bloodline didn't lose to the Ancient God bloodline. If nurtured well, he could be an existence comparable to a Master God!
"Boss, how did this guy become a member of the Yan Tribe?" Sovereign Ye asked in confusion.
Ye Qinghan snorted coldly and rebuked, "You taught him well. He didn't even know what it was before putting it in his mouth. Fortunately, he wasn't greedy and only ate one drop of the Flame Emperor's blood essence. Otherwise, he would have died here."
F * ck!
Sovereign Ye slapped his head and said angrily, "This little bastard, he didn't even keep the treasure for me and ate it himself."
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