Checking in for 100,000 Years

The black-clad youth was the first to enter the Blood Linglong Fairy Hall. The white-clad youth was second, and Su Wanyi was third. The three of them entered one after another.

The interior of this Immortal Palace was now vastly different than before. The original vermilion coffin had vanished, its whereabouts unknown. The entire grand hall was bathed in a blood-red light, and floating in mid-air, dozens of zhang away, was a small blood-red tower. This Blood-coloured Small Tower seemed to be made of no tangible material; it was entirely condensed from red, bloody light. The entire gloomy hall was brightly illuminated by this one-foot-sized small tower, as bright as day.

Is this the final inheritance? Su Wanyi stood in the center of the grand hall, gazing at the Blood-coloured Small Tower blooming with blood-light, a hint of excitement in her eyes. After experiencing countless hardships in the Red Dust Fairyland, they had finally reached this moment to receive the full inheritance of the Blood Linglong Fairy Hall.

Suddenly, a phantom figure rose from within the Blood-coloured Small Tower. This figure was shrouded in a layer of blood-mist, its features unclear, yet it emitted an unimaginably powerful aura.

Is it time to receive the inheritance? The three youths' eyes lit up, all excited.

The indistinct figure spoke faintly, "I am the Artifact Spirit of the Blood Linglong Fairy Hall, about to administer the final test to you all! This test will assess the strength of your Primordial Spirit. The stronger your Primordial Spirit, the greater your chance of receiving the inheritance!"

"Senior!" The black-clad youth stepped forward, his expression resolute as he said, "Proceed! I am willing to be the first to take the test!"

"Good, then you shall be the first!" The blurry, blood-colored figure suddenly transformed into a beam of light and dived into the black-clad youth's mind.

The black-clad youth's eyes widened abruptly, and blood began to leak from his pupils. His fists clenched tightly, veins bulging on them as he seemed to endure unimaginable pain.

This inheritance... is actually so terrifying? The white-clad youth and Su Wanyi, standing nearby, were stunned by this sight.

The white-clad youth glanced at Su Wanyi and said casually, "If you're scared, you can leave the grand hall now and withdraw from this test."

Su Wanyi shot the white-clad youth a disdainful glance. This fellow is too arrogant. If I weren't outmatched, I'd truly want to teach him a harsh lesson.

"AH!" The black-clad youth suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, unconscious. A streak of red light flew out, reappearing in mid-air.

The indistinct figure sighed and said, "This Heavenly Chosen One has lost the qualification to inherit the Blood Linglong Fairy Hall!" After he spoke, a beam of blood-red light descended from the sky, enveloping the black-clad youth. Instantly, the black-clad youth vanished.

"Senior, let it be me. No one is more suitable than I am!" The white-clad youth took a step forward and cupped his fists, his arrogance palpable.

"I hope you will not disappoint me..." the indistinct figure said softly, once again transforming into a beam of red light and entering the white-clad youth's mind.

"URGH..." The white-clad youth instantly clenched his fists, his muscles tensed, and his eyes bulged from their sockets. At that moment, he experienced unimaginable pain.

"Senior, what are you doing?" The white-clad youth, after all, was a disciple of a Sky-Level Sect and possessed extensive knowledge, far surpassing the black-clad youth. He immediately sensed something was wrong.

"Nothing much, this is a test for your Primordial Spirit!" the indistinct figure chuckled coldly.

"No, you definitely harbor ill intentions! You're trying to—!" the white-clad youth shouted, trying with all his might to expel the Artifact Spirit, but it was already too late.

The next moment, blood flowed from his eyes, his entire body trembled, and he immediately fainted. The blood-red light coalesced in mid-air again, forming a hazy, indistinct human figure.

All a bunch of trash... The figure sighed, then turned its gaze toward Su Wanyi, the one with the lowest cultivation base.

This young girl... Although her cultivation realm is low, her physique is the most astounding. Among the three Heavenly Chosen Ones, she was the one he thought most highly of. So, he had left Su Wanyi for last. In his judgment and calculations, even if this young girl couldn't succeed, she at least wouldn't fail too miserably. His possession had a certain chance of success.

This... Seeing the white-clad youth and the black-clad youth successively faint and then vanish without a trace, Su Wanyi's heart turned cold. Especially the words the white-clad youth had uttered before fainting. They made Su Wanyi feel as if she were facing a formidable enemy. She suddenly realized that this Artifact Spirit before her harbored ill intentions. Once that red light entered one's body, it would definitely cause unimaginable damage.

Su Wanyi regretted it. At this moment, she no longer wanted to accept the inheritance. This inheritance... it's simply fatal!

She turned, wanting to leave. But her cultivation base was simply insufficient before the Artifact Spirit. Moreover, Su Wanyi was inside the Blood Linglong Fairy Hall; it could be said that everything was under the other party's control.

Just then, the indistinct blood-red shadow transformed into a beam of light and shot into Su Wanyi's mind.

Sigh... Su Wanyi sighed and closed her eyes. She knew she was doomed this time.

"AH!" Suddenly, a miserable scream came from her mind. Immediately after, a blood-red light soared up and, in mid-air, once again transformed into that indistinct figure. An expression of immense shock appeared on this figure's face. He stared intently at the girl before him and questioned loudly, "You... who are you exactly?"

"..." Su Wanyi was rather puzzled, not understanding what this Artifact Spirit meant.

WHOOSH! A white light suddenly shot out from between her eyebrows, coalescing into a white-robed figure in mid-air.

My heavens, it's actually the Old Ancestor! Looking at the familiar back, Su Wanyi was overcome with surprise and joy, so happy she almost fainted. So the Old Ancestor had been in her mind all along, protecting her. Crystal tears immediately welled up in Su Wanyi's beautiful, excited eyes. She was incredibly moved. This time, if not for the Old Ancestor's protection, she reckoned she would have been secretly harmed by this Artifact Spirit.

Ye Yun stood with his hands clasped behind him, calmly gazing at the indistinct figure, a faint smile playing on his lips. His body was almost illusory now, yet it exuded a sacred white light. Yet, oddly, no one could discern any cultivation base from him.

"I am her Old Ancestor," Ye Yun said with a smile. "You bullied a disciple of my sect; did you ask this Old Ancestor for permission?"

So, it's just a wisp of a Primordial Spirit left behind by an ancestor from the sect? the indistinct figure sneered inwardly. WHOOSH! He made a grabbing motion with his large hand, and the Blood-coloured Small Tower immediately flew over, merging with his body. In the next moment, he transformed into the illusory image of a middle-aged man. He wore a grand red robe, his face pale and ferocious. His entire being emanated endless blood-light, giving the impression of a Demon King who had slaughtered his way out of a sea of blood.

This cultivation level... Ye Yun gazed at the body formed by this wisp of a remnant Primordial Spirit, a slight surprise in his expression. The red-robed man before him was actually exuding the aura of the True God Realm!