become a spirit You can even feel other people's joys, sorrows, and anger"“ …I was just saying how I felt, I was wrong… Master, please stop rubbing my head. I read in a book that people who are always..."I'm just stating the most basic of truths to you." The snakehead statue's tone remained calm, with no hint of anger.

"I'll give you a simple answer: forget about it. You can use any means you have against the Holy Academy," Fang Yu said coldly. "In the end, I will find your lair and blow each one of you to pieces."

"..."

Upon hearing this murderous statement, the Serpent-Head statue fell silent.

Its twin eyes still flickered with green light, faintly emitting a chilling aura.

"I suggest you use whatever means you have now, and show me some pressure." Fang Yu smirked.

"It's a pity, Fang Yu. We needn't have come to this." The snake-headed statue's tone grew grave. "There is no need to sacrifice lives for an extinguished clan."

"You don't know a thing." Fang Yu said coldly, "Besides, I don't have a snake head, and there's no way I could join your Snake Temple. I hate snakes my whole life, and I couldn't possibly fake one."

"Well then, I have nothing more to say." The snake-headed statue's voice had turned completely cold. "This opportunity was given to you by our Temple Master. If you don't appreciate it, that is your choice. Just hope you won't regret it later."

Fang Yu's eyes were cold, just about to speak.

"The so-called ancestral land, consider it a gift from our Snake Temple to you," the snake-headed statue said in an icy tone. "You should go see what your human ancestors felt about being born into the human race!"

"I think you won't be able to get that inheritance."

"Fang Yu, welcome to the... Great Plane."

"Boom!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Fang Yu immediately felt a surge of powerful spatial force all around him, enveloping him like a tornado.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The power of spatial laws is in operation, the space Fang Yu is in seems to be ripped apart, being squeezed crazily!

The overwhelming spatial power was all focused on Fang Yu.

For an ordinary being, their body would surely shatter at this moment.

"Swoosh..."

Fang Yu's body was covered in dazzling golden light, blocking the terrifying force.

Soon, the spatial power dissipated.

And Fang Yu's eyes, the scene before him, had also undergone a tremendous change.

He was no longer inside the original temple, and the snake-headed statue before him had vanished.

"Tck tck..."

The sound of flowing water echoed continuously.

Fang Yu appeared in a spring of water.

The spring was not deep, its surface reaching only to Fang Yu's knees.

The light wasn't very bright. Looking around, it was all rock walls, the space wasn't large.

Fan Yu looked up and sure enough, saw the exit at the top.

Obviously, he is now at the bottom of some abyss.

"Splash..."

Fang Yu took a few steps forward, his footsteps stirring the spring water at the bottom of the abyss, creating ripples that echoed through the cavern.

Everything was deathly silent, with no other creatures in sight.

But the spring water was perfectly normal.

Thus, Fang Yu did not stay too long and kicked his foot.

"Boom!"

Fang Yu released his true energy and flew towards the exit in the sky.

"Whoosh!"

As he burst out of the exit, he could feel the light from the heavens.

A sea of red.

"Click!"

Fang Yu fell to the ground, looking up at the sky with a reddish glow, then lowered his head and swept his gaze around.

Then, his eyes changed.

Before him, there appeared several tombs!

Fang Yu quickly calculated that there were twelve tombs in total along the row.

Each grave is decorated in a similar way.

A tomb, twenty to thirty meters high, stood in front, behind which was a hill that looked like a small cave.

Before the grotto, there were also two doors, and some had no doors at all.

and the soil that piled up into hillocks, and the color of the tombstones themselves... were all crimson red, which was extremely eerie.

There are twelve tombs in total...

He had not forgotten the last few words the snake-headed statue had spoken.

"You should go and see what those ancestors of your human race feel like about being born into the human race!"

Those venerable ancients...

Could it be that the twelve tombs before us belong to those venerated predecessors spoken of by the Snakehead!

So, what would be inside these twelve tombs

Could these be the treasures left behind by those powerful human cultivators!

"It's impossible for me to get the treasure so easily. Otherwise, the Snakehead wouldn't have brought me here." Fang Yu's eyes flickered slightly as he walked forward slowly.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Just as Fang Yu was about to approach the tomb in front of him, whistling sounds came from several directions at once.

Accompanying that were abundant traces of cultivation energy.

There are other cultivators here!

Fang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. After thinking for a moment, he activated the ability of the Hidden Flower and instantly vanished into thin air.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

And at that moment, four teams flew to and fro before the tomb's monument.

These four teams are not very large, with about 20 to 30 members each.

And their differences were also very apparent, with one group clad in black robes, faces concealed, only revealing a pair of crimson eyes.

This feature is extremely similar to the Crimson Flow Clan cultivators Fang Yu had seen in the virtual reality domain, it is highly likely that it originated from the Crimson Flow Clan.

As for the other three teams, each has its own unique characteristics.

One of the squads had a beak-like mouth and grayish feathered wings growing from their backs. They looked like birds of prey, but walked on two legs like humans.

There was also a team of strong, ox-like creatures with a sharp, curved horn growing from their heads, resembling unicorns.

Another team floated in the air, their lower body a flurry of fluff, while their head was oval-shaped with a single eye that blinked constantly, and a mouth that was a black hole.

Obviously, the four teams come from four different tribes.

A cultivator from the Chiliu clan glanced at the three teams in front of him, his eyes cold.

These three ethnic groups are very distinguishable, you can tell them apart at a glance.

They had already crossed paths several times during their search for the lineage, but their interactions were far from pleasant.

Now, we have found these twelve tombs, all together again.

Next, there must be another battle!

"Finally, we found it! This is the inheritance! The cave dwelling behind these tombstones must be the ancient legacy!" The Black Eagle Clan cultivator said, his voice filled with excitement.

Saying that, they walked toward the headstones ahead.

"Boom!"

At that moment, a roar erupted from behind. A horned cultivator slammed his right foot down, causing the ground to crack!

A chasm opened directly in front of the group of Black Eagle cultivators, blocking their path.

"With all of you here, why do you Black Hawks get to be at the front" The cultivator leading the Licor tribe took a step forward, flames billowing from his nostrils as he roared.

"Do you want to start a war" The leader of the Black Eagle Clan turned his head and looked at the leader of the Horned Tribe cultivators, saying coldly.

The atmosphere was tense, with neither side willing to back down.

"There is no need to take action. With twelve tombs in total, simply divide them equally."aving said that, the guard turned and walked back into the courtyard. 。As soon as I stepped into the inner courtyard, I saw Murong Jian. 。What's wrong Murong Jian asked. 。A famous ascetic from outside...