Wu Dong: I, Lin Langtian, will not play a supporting role

Lin Langtian moved and appeared beside the eighth-grade beast spirit. The latter's body had turned to ashes and disappeared, leaving only a black heart that slowly rose.

The black heart was filled with terrifying death energy, clearly indicating that it had been corrupted by endless death energy over countless millennia.

And this is the Heart of the Beast Spirit.

Lin Langtian and his group needed this item as a qualification certificate to enter the inner area of ​​the Divine Tomb Garden.

Lin Langtian smiled slightly and waved his hand to put away the beast heart.

In this battle, they suffered no casualties, a feat that, among the many teams entering the Divine Cemetery, could probably only be accomplished by teams from the elite races.

"The power of this Primordial War Puppet is truly terrifying..." Han Yue said, recalling the scene of the Primordial War Puppet's fierce battle with the eighth-grade beast spirit.

"The cost is not small either." Lin Langtian said with a helpless smile, "If it is not repaired, the war puppet will probably be scrapped during the next battle."

Hearing this, everyone felt sorry for the puppet, as its wounds were real and had indeed reached the point of being on the verge of being destroyed after a series of battles.

However, the power of such a damaged war puppet is already so astonishing. If it were in its prime, how terrifying would it be? It would probably be comparable to a supreme earth expert.

Thinking of this, everyone was shocked and sighed even more. A puppet of the Earthly Sovereign level was extremely rare even among the top divine beast clans.

"Now that we have the beast heart, let's head straight to the entrance to the inner domain," Lin Langtian said, glancing at the chaotic surroundings.

Upon hearing this, everyone naturally had no objection and nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Lin Langtian didn't hesitate at all. With a flick of his sleeve, he transformed into a streak of rainbow light and shot out. Behind him, Han Yue and the others followed closely.

On the rest of the journey, Lin Langtian and his group did not stop at all and headed straight for the inner region.

At full speed, in just half a day, they noticed that the surrounding world was gradually becoming strange.

The group's pace began to slow down at this point.

Their gazes turned to the distance, where a layer of dark golden light descended from the sky, separating this world into an inner and outer region.

"Behind that light curtain should be the inner domain of the Divine Tomb Garden," Lin Langtian murmured.

"Walk."

The next moment, Lin Langtian took the lead and gradually approached the hanging light curtain.

Countless mysterious runes flowed within the light screen, each rune radiating terrifying power.

Lin Langtian clenched his fist, and the eighth-grade beast spirit heart appeared in his hand. He then threw it out and slowly approached the light barrier.

Ancient runes shimmered with light, and a ray of radiance shone down, enveloping the eighth-grade beast spirit heart.

Under the radiance, the beast spirit heart, which was originally filled with death energy, gradually transformed into a normal beast heart in just a few breaths, and the death energy within it was completely purified.

Next, the beast heart, now back to normal, slowly floated toward the light screen, eventually merging into it little by little, as if turning into points of light and truly merging with the entire array.

Just as the beast's heart merged into the light barrier, a gap about ten feet in size slowly tore open in the barrier in front of Lin Langtian and the others.
Lin Langtian looked at the crack and stepped directly into it.

Han Yue and the others followed behind.

Stepping into the crevice, the first thing that catches the eye is a vast expanse of land as red as blood.

The land stretched out to the horizon, appearing from afar like a crimson sea of ​​blood.

The crimson earth exudes an eerie and sinister aura; this color is not a natural effect, but rather the result of genuine bloodshed.

Moreover, the blood donation must have been incredibly powerful; otherwise, it wouldn't remain so clear even after thousands of years.

The entire land was like a demon.

Lin Langtian and the others stood in the sky, not daring to easily descend to the earth. They stood in mid-air, looking at the sky, and discovered that the sky here was completely different from the outside world.

Because a powerful aura lingered in the sky, as if it were suppressing something.

The sky and the earth here seem to be in opposition.

"Let's go, try not to set foot on the ground." Lin Langtian exclaimed inwardly, then looked into the distance and waved his hand.

Everyone nodded. After following Lin Langtian for about half an hour, Lin Langtian slowed down again.

Because something different appeared on that land.

It was an ancient altar of unparalleled grandeur, towering over the earth, seemingly connecting heaven and earth.

Countless stone chains extended from the altar, piercing through the earth as if binding something.

Lin Langtian gazed at the altar, a premonition forming in his heart that their greatest treasure on this trip was likely found here.

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly noticed a gaze, indifferent yet mocking, shooting towards him from a distance from one of the altars.

Lin Langtian followed that gaze and, unsurprisingly, saw the figure, Kun Yu, and many powerful members of the Kunpeng clan.

Kunyu smiled at Lin Langtian from afar, a hint of mockery in his smile.

"I can't believe you actually dared to show up. I don't know whether to call you courageous or incredibly foolish."

When Kunyu's mocking and indifferent gaze fell upon him, Lin Langtian's expression remained calm.

He scanned the area and found that Kunyu and the others were on a huge stone platform of the altar, where the Phoenix Clan, the Nine-Colored Peacock Clan, and other groups had also arrived as expected.

In addition, there were several other teams present, all of which came from powerful mythical beast races.

However, the situation of these teams is not good, and it even appears that they have suffered casualties.

Clearly, they had all suffered casualties when dealing with the eighth-grade beast spirits.

As Lin Langtian's gaze swept across the area, the various teams on the stone platform also turned their astonished gazes toward them.

Because they discovered that Lin Langtian's team had not decreased in size.

That means that Lin Langtian and his group didn't suffer any casualties while annihilating the eighth-grade beast spirit. However, instead of amazement, the other teams showed pity for this.

They had all seen the Primordial War Puppet that Lin Langtian had summoned before; although it was quite powerful, it was severely damaged.

Therefore, it is naturally assumed that Lin Langtian used the Primordial Battle Puppet to kill the eighth-grade beast spirit, but this would make the already damaged battle puppet even more battered.

However, this thing was Lin Langtian's greatest reliance, but now that the battle puppet has been severely injured in order to deal with the eighth-grade beast spirit, what can he use to face such a fierce opponent as Kun Yu?

The man in ice-blue robes who led the Phoenix Clan looked at Lin Langtian with great interest, as if he wanted to know whether the latter was truly unafraid of Kunyu or simply utterly foolish.

The peacock of the Nine-Colored Peacock Clan never looked at Lin Langtian from beginning to end, treating him as a stranger.

Amidst the gazes of many with varying emotions, Lin Langtian remained unmoved, still rapidly leading Han Yue and the others, finally landing on the same stone platform.

"Brother Lin, look!"

Just as Lin Langtian landed, Tianling behind him suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

Lin Langtian immediately followed Tian Ling's gaze and looked in that direction, then his eyes narrowed slightly.

Because he saw that there were three stone sculptures on this enormous altar.

The stone sculpture on the left stretches out its enormous wings, blotting out the sky and the sun. Its body seems to be burning with flames, flames that never die out, as if it were immortal.

The one in the center is a huge bird with wings that hang down like clouds. It is exceptionally beautiful and seems to possess amazing spirituality. When its wings flap, it seems to be full of vitality.

The last stone sculpture is a colossal beast roaring to the sky. Its body is so large it seems to reach the heavens and stand upright. It is entirely black, and its enormous hands are like mountains. When it strikes, the earth for thousands of miles collapses.

"The ancient phoenix, the ancient myriad spirit birds, and the ancient wild beasts—it seems the ancient records are indeed correct. In those ancient times, this Divine Beast Plain possessed three Beast Lords."

"Legend has it that when the Divine Beast Plains were destroyed, they launched a final act of revenge, directly annihilating and sealing away several kings of the extraterrestrial race." Tian Ling gazed at the enormous altar with admiration.

"Three Beast Lords..."

Lin Langtian nodded slightly. Judging from the performance of these three, they did indeed deserve such a reputation.

"It seems that the team that should have arrived has all arrived."

At this moment, the peacock of the Nine-Colored Peacock Clan raised her beautiful eyes and said calmly, "Since you have all come here, you must have considerable strength."

This inner region is the place where the three Beast Lords of the Divine Beast Plains perished in ancient times, and indeed, as you all believe, their inherited essence and blood can be obtained here.”

"but…"

As everyone rejoiced, the peacock paused and said, "There are only three ways to inherit the essence of blood. That is to say, only three people can succeed. The rest will have to leave empty-handed."

The other teams, who were still excited, felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over their heads upon hearing this.

There are only three ways to inherit the essence of blood, which means that even two of the top five teams will return empty-handed, let alone these teams.

Although they were unwilling, they had no choice. Leaving aside the lineup of those five teams, their leaders alone had reached the level of the eighth-grade supreme, making them a whole level stronger than the other experts.

To put it bluntly, that one person alone could wipe out an entire team.

Lin Langtian remained calm.

Although he didn't know the exact details, he could guess that obtaining the inherited essence blood was not an easy task, so he wasn't too optimistic from the start, and naturally, he wasn't disappointed.

However, as he looked at the three beast lords, a hint of speculation flashed in his eyes.

There are only three ways to inherit the essence of blood, and it is likely that those present can only choose one of them as their successor.

Logically speaking, the powerful individuals present would usually choose the Beast Lord who is closest to their bloodline as their first target.

However, as a human, Lin Langtian did not have any particular opinion or sense of blood kinship with the three beast lords.

Thinking of this, Lin Langtian couldn't help but gaze at the arrogant figure at the very front of the group, Kun Yu of the Kunpeng Clan.

Possessing the Dragon-Kun Divine Body, Lin Langtian's Kun Clan bloodline is not much weaker than that of Kun Yu. In other words, following Kun Yu's choice is most likely to be the right one.

While Lin Langtian was deep in thought, Kunyu smiled first from within the stone platform and said, "Since the rules have been explained, then I will choose the inherited blood essence of the ancient Myriad Spirit Bird."

As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared directly at the top of the many stone steps. There, there was a plaza leading to the ancient Myriad Spirit Bird stone sculpture. Only by passing through this plaza could one reach the foot of the stone sculpture.

"This ancient spirit bird's bloodline is closely related to our clan's bloodline. I hope you will all give us some face."

Standing in the square, Kunyu looked down at the crowd on the stone platform, cupped his fists and smiled.

The Phoenix Clan man in ice-blue robes crossed his arms and smiled faintly. He did not choose to compete with Kunyu, because his goal was not the essence blood of this ancient myriad spirit bird.

The peacock of the Nine-Colored Peacock Clan also did not make a move, because she was considering whether to choose the ancient phoenix or the inheritance of the ancient myriad spirit birds.

The remaining members of the Sky-Piercing Ape Clan and the Celestial Crane Clan did not make a move, as they were both focused on the inherited bloodline of ancient wild beasts. The former did so because their clan already possessed the bloodline of wild beasts, while the Celestial Crane Clan was eyeing the power of berserk transformation.

Since even these four top teams did not choose to compete with Kunyu, the other teams naturally dared not step forward.

After all, no matter what, Kunyu is a member of the Kunpeng clan, and of course, what makes him most feared is his extraordinary strength.

As soon as Kunyu's voice fell, the surroundings fell silent, and no one dared to accept the challenge.

Seeing this, the Kunpeng clan and others were secretly pleased. Then, they glanced at Lin Langtian with their gloomy eyes, thinking that they would deal with them when their brother Kunyu obtained the Phoenix's bloodline.

However, the thought had barely crossed their minds when their pupils suddenly contracted, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable.

Of course, it wasn't just him; at this moment, even the other top teams all had a look of astonishment on their faces.

Because they saw that after Kun Yu's voice fell, Lin Langtian, who was standing at the end of the line, calmly stepped out and slowly walked up the stone steps.

A low murmur arose from the ranks. Clearly, no one had expected that this human, who had offended Kunyu, would not only fail to seize the opportunity to escape but would also dare to offend Kunyu.

On the plaza, Kun Yu's faint smile gradually faded. He looked indifferently at Lin Langtian as he walked up the stage, and then his lips curled up slightly.

"What a suicidal wretch." (End of Chapter)