"If you are a mber of the Blood Race and have inherited the Ancestor’s power, you are equivalent to the Ancestor reborn. The Blood Race is willing to serve you as their master!"
The Great Prophet’s words astonished the two Bloodline Emperors beside him.
Serve him as master? He was a thief stealing the Bloodline Ancestor’s power.
However, with their status, they dared not contradict the Great Prophet, and they believed the Great Prophet had his own plans.
"Serve as master? Can your words represent the entire Blood Race?"
Chen Yu asked with a smile.
In reality, he was of the Human Race, not even eting the primary condition the Great Prophet ntioned.
However, since Emperor Xuanming had broken in here, the Blood Race must have taken notice, making it difficult for Chen Yu to leave. He could only seek other thods.
"A Supre King who inherits the Ancestor’s power—I believe they will agree."
The Great Prophet was not worried about this point.
A Supre King; it’s been years since one appeared in the main world.
Once fully grown, unparalleled in combat strength at the sa level in the Xuanming Realm, the possibility of reaching the God Realm is also very high.
Moreover, Chen Yu has inherited the Ancestor’s power of the Blood Race, destined to lead the Blood Race back to its peak. The Blood Race’s leadership has no reason to oppose.
Chen Yu saw that the Great Prophet didn’t seem to be lying, even looking deeply stirred and devoted.
Being part of the Blood Race’s spiritual lineage, their aim was to fully assist the Blood Clan Master, alleviating worries and solving problems.
At this mont, the Great Prophet saw hope for the rise of the Blood Race in Chen Yu.
"All right."
Chen Yu temporarily agreed, but his current plan was still to find a way to leave Blood God Island.
The other two Blood-sucking Clan Emperors couldn’t believe it; could Chen Yu truly beco the new master of the Blood Race?
"Great Prophet, what does Supre King an?"
One of the Blood-sucking Clan Emperors asked via voice transmission.
After the Great Prophet explained a bit, both were stupefied, astonished beyond asure.
Nine-star King?
Chen Yu actually condensed nine Primordial Power Stars? How did he manage that?
Even though they were Emperor Xuanming, they had no knowledge of Supre Kings; this showed how difficult it was to attain such a level, almost impossible.
Knowing they were defeated by a Nine-star King relieved much of the two Blood-sucking Clan Emperors’ sense of defeat.
At this mont, they even felt that the Blood Race could indeed accept Chen Yu as their new master.
The two hours quickly ended.
Everyone in the Blood Creation Grounds was transported out.
Outside at the altar, the Blood Race’s leadership had already dispersed the others.
So, the Blood Race geniuses who had entered the Blood Creation Grounds were astonished upon coming out; the ancestor-worship ceremony was rather different this ti.
But this was good.
For most of the Blood Race geniuses coming out, this journey to the Blood Creation Grounds was truly disastrous.
Among them were several Blood Race mbers who had gained nothing, looking dejected.
"Elder, I have sothing to report; this ti the Blood Creation Grounds were too abnormal. I had clearly obtained an opportunity, but as I was absorbing it, it vanished inexplicably."
A Young Ancestor with five and a half stars of cultivation reported.
Finally awaiting the ancestor-worship ceremony and entering the Blood Creation Grounds only to encounter such a situation; he found it hard to accept.
"I also encountered such a thing; I had hope to reach the level of a Six-star King."
A Five-star King among the geniuses complained angrily.
The leaders did not respond; even the sudden changes in the Blood Creation Grounds were within their expectations.
At this ti, they were all waiting for the return of the Great Prophet and others, because they held the key to the Blood Race’s survival.
In comparison, what the geniuses faced was completely unimportant.
"Hmph, a bunch of incompetents. Don’t make excuses for your foolishness."
At this mont, a handso and enigmatic young man spoke; he was "Yu Sha Zu," the first genius of the Blood Race.
And now, the aura exuding from "Yu Sha Zu" was stronger than before.
"Congratulations Yu Sha Zu, for becoming a Seven-star King."
A Blood Race mber smiled in flattery.
Seven-star King!
The Blood Race geniuses were surprised, envious, or jealous.
A Seven-star King was nearly the pinnacle among the main world geniuses.
Even the ordinarily distracted Blood Clan leadership was suddenly focused on "Yu Sha Zu."
"Indeed a Seven-star King!"
"Truly the Blood Race’s millennium first genius."
Many leaders smiled, with the achievents of Yu Sha Zu, his growth in future years almost assured the next Clan Leader position to be his.
Shafting an aloof deanor, Yu Sha Zu enjoyed the attention from all around.
Yet in his heart, there were doubts; this trip to the Blood Creation Grounds indeed felt off.
Moreover, why did all the Blood Race mbers leave except for the leadership, even though the ancestor-worship wasn’t over? He believed he should be basking in more admiration.
Just then.
Yu Sha Zu sensed a change in the aura of the Blood Race leaders; their focus shifted from him to the Great Prophet and a few others.
"How did the Great Prophet and the clan’s Emperor co out of the Blood Creation Grounds?"
Yu Sha Zu felt puzzled.
Next mont, his gaze fell on "Chen Yu" who was standing behind the Great Prophet.
"This waste managed to co out of the Blood Creation Grounds unscathed? And with the Great Prophet?"
Yu Sha Zu beca even more confused.
In theory, all Blood Race mbers who entered the Blood Creation Grounds disregarded opportunists like Chen Yu; if encountered, they would usually be eliminated.
Now, all the leaders’ attention was focused on the Great Prophet and Chen Yu, while he seed instantly forgotten.
This made Yu Sha Zu intensely displeased; he had beco a Seven-star King, yet the treatnt he received was far from what he envisioned.
"Trash, you were lucky to pass the battle sacrifice, but how was your luck in the Bloodland of Creation? What opportunities did you gain?"
Yu Sha Zu didn’t know Chen Yu’s na, so he called him "trash".
In the Blood-sucking Clan, he held the highest status, especially now as a seven-star King, such a term had no impropriety.
Chen Yu glanced at Yu Sha Zu, too lazy to respond.
But Yu Sha Zu, seeing Chen Yu’s attitude, was even more dissatisfied, and even emitted killing intent, shouting, "Trash, did you not hear asking you a question, are you deaf?"
Chen Yu frowned and looked towards the Great Prophet, "Great Prophet, please restrain this arrogant and rude one well."
"Bastard, what did you say?"
Yu Sha Zu was furious, the aura of a seven-star King and the Blood-sucking Clan burst forth, alarming the surroundings.
The surrounding Blood Race geniuses retreated one after another, eyes filled with anticipation, wanting to witness the power of a seven-star King.
No one knew how Chen Yu had such courage to speak to Yu Sha Zu like that, and even order the Great Prophet with such a tone, it was simply courting death.
However, Yu Sha Zu hadn’t yet taken action. .
The Great Prophet suddenly humd, "Yu Sha Zu, apologize to Zheng Bing."
The might of the Emperor Xuanming level spread out, Yu Sha Zu’s powerful presence, imdiately shattered and suppressed.
The Blood Race’s divination lineage rarely participated in other Blood Race affairs, but their role was pivotal, their identity and status extrely significant.
The Great Prophet cultivated in the Mid Xuanming, but his identity and status could not be asured by cultivation, he was the leader of the divination lineage of the Blood Race, his prophecies guiding the Blood Race through perilous tis.
In the Blood Race, the Great Prophet’s status was only below that of the Clan Leader.
And at this mont, the Great Prophet of the divination lineage stepped forth to discipline the young genius of the Blood-sucking Clan, sothing that had virtually never happened before.
What was even more shocking was that he asked the young genius of the Blood-sucking Clan, the seven-star King Yu Sha Zu, to apologize to Chen Yu!
The surroundings fell into a mont of silence.
"Great Prophet, you..."
Yu Sha Zu couldn’t understand, and he didn’t want to offend the Great Prophet.
Even if he was of the Blood-sucking Clan, and the Great Prophet was of the Blood People Clan, the other’s status in the Blood Race was extraordinary.
The thods of the Life Path Emperor were hard to believe, and if he offended the Great Prophet, Yu Sha Zu couldn’t imagine what calamity might befall him.
"Apologize."
The Great Prophet emphasized again.
Yu Sha Zu’s face turned pale and gloomy, his body frozen.
The Great Prophet was so aggressive, his anger surged within, uncontrollable, and he couldn’t help but say, "What is he but a lucky debris who entered the Bloodland of Creation, impossible to gain any opportunities there."
"Now I am a seven-star King, the future of the Blood Race, why should I apologize to a waste?"
Yu Sha Zu argued, emphasizing his own status and position.
Chen Yu did not argue with Yu Sha Zu, and the Great Prophet obviously did not want to waste words, directly saying to the Blood Race high-levels, "Ancestor Awakening, eternity descends... he is the Ancestor’s heir!"
These words were like a thunderous explosion, creating a tempest!
Yu Sha Zu stood frozen in place, staring straight at Chen Yu, shouting, "Impossible, I am the Blood Race child favored by the Ancestor."
If Chen Yu was the Ancestor’s heir, then his status was indeed insignificant, and apologizing was right.
"Heh, didn’t you just ask what opportunities I got in the Bloodland of Creation?"
"I obtained the Bloodline Ancestor’s inheritance!"
Chen Yu said with a faint smile.
Actually, the truth was even harsher than he said, the power of the Bloodline Ancestor was forcibly taken by him.
"Great Prophet, is this true?"
An elder imdiately asked in astonishnt.
"The ’Bloodline Ancestor’ is an existence above all Blood Race, how could he easily give everything as an inheritance to another?"
"Correct."
The Great Prophet nodded, taking a deep breath, "He is the Blood Race heir, and the crucial future of the Blood Race, I suggest we make Zheng Bing the new master of the Blood Race."
"Great Prophet, you say to make him the new master of the Blood Race?"
The Blood Clan Patriarch frowned, his words full of strong skepticism.
Soone with an unclear identity and intentions, how can he beco the master of the Blood Race?
Even if Chen Yu obtained the Ancestor’s inheritance, he could also be forced to hand over that inheritance.
"I disagree, and suggest imdiately capturing this child to interrogate him about his purpose and the Bloodline Ancestor’s inheritance."
An Emperor Level from the Xuanming Realm said coldly, he was the Law Enforcent Elder and Yu Sha Zu’s grandfather, one of the most powerful in the Blood Race.
"Gentlen, this is the Blood Race’s destiny... he is the inevitable fate, the Ancestor’s heir, the Blood Race’s destiny in his hands..."
The Great Prophet shook his head with a sigh.
In the past, there was rarely any opposition to his words from the Blood Race senior levels.
But now concerning the fate of the Blood Race, there were voices of opposition.
"The Great Prophet says this person is the Ancestor’s heir, then this elder wishes to see the Ancestor heir’s capability, if he is just a waste, I will follow the Law Enforcent Great Elder’s opinion and capture and interrogate him."
Another elder from the Blood-sucking Clan said.
"How does Elder Shen wish to witness it?"
The Great Prophet inquired.
"Since he is the Ancestor’s heir, naturally he should be invincible at the sa level, even capable of challenging beyond his level."
"Zheng Bing, do you dare to battle one of our Blood Race talents, to prove yourself?"
The elder who raised the issue asked.
"Fine."
Chen Yu smiled and nodded.
"If you have the ability, battle ."
Yu Sha Zu shouted lowly, eyes locked onto Chen Yu.
"You’re not qualified."
Chen Yu didn’t even look at Yu Sha Zu, shaking his head in refusal.
As a dignified nine-star King, why would he challenge a seven-star King?
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