Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

The space on the third floor of the Starry Sky Temple was surprisingly small.

If the second level is a maze, then the third level is just an isolated island floating in the void.

The area of ​​the entire space is estimated to be no more than one kilometer in diameter, with clean, distinct spatial faults at its edges.

Further out.

It is absolute emptiness without any light.

In the center of the third level of the temple stands an ancient building, made entirely of some kind of dark purple crystal, its surface covered with slowly flowing patterns.

Jiang Chuan opened his notebook.

There are only a few paragraphs of text describing the three-story structure.

He extracted the contents and summarized them into a sentence, which he murmured: "There is only one ruin on the third level. To seize the opportunity to inherit this level, there is no element of luck; you can only rely on your strength to seize it."

Jiang Chuan closed his notebook and slowly scanned his surroundings.

Although the requirements for entering the third level are already extremely high.

But at this moment.

This not-so-large space still houses quite a few living beings.

The area near the entrance to the ruins was firmly occupied by more than a dozen figures, among whom four were the most conspicuous.

On the east side, a golden lion covered in dark gold short fur sat crouching there. It was a whole size larger than an ordinary lion. Its mane flowed like molten gold in the dim light. Its amber vertical pupils were half-closed, and there were faint arcs of electricity flickering in the corners of its mouth.

There was a clear area of ​​three meters around it, and no alien race dared to approach.

On the south side, a Cyclops sat cross-legged. It was over three meters tall, with iron-gray skin and a single, enormous vertical eye on its forehead.

The surface of that eyeball glowed with a faint green light, causing Jiang Chuan's gaze to pause slightly at just one glance.

But that feeling was fleeting.

The Cyclops clearly sensed something as well, turning its vertical eye to glance at Jiang Chuan.

On the west side, a humanoid woman with golden wings on her back stands on a protruding rock. Her appearance is almost identical to that of a human, except that her features are more delicate and her eyes are pale gold.

Her wings were slightly folded, and the edges of each feather shimmered with a faint golden light, making her look like an angel who had stepped out of a mural.

But her gaze was anything but gentle; when she swept her eyes over the other alien races, her condescending indifference was almost undisguised.

On the north side, at the furthest point from the entrance to the ruins, stands a divine horse.

The horse was pure white, without a single stray hair. Its four long legs seemed to tread on invisible steps, its hooves dangling three inches off the ground. Most striking was the horn on its head, a translucent purple with a spiral structure that seemed to contain a slowly rotating galaxy.

Jiang Chuan withdrew his gaze.

At the same time, the knowledge he had learned before his awakening had already gone through his mind quickly.

Mortal blood.

Different bloodline.

Spiritual Blood.

Holy Blood.

Source blood.

Races in the Origin Realm are divided into five bloodline levels.

From low to high.

Like the steps of a pyramid.

The Blood Cat Clan and the Corpse Dog Clan, who live on the borders of humanity, are merely ordinary blood creatures at the bottom of the pyramid, posing a threat only through sheer numbers.

The rhinoceros-man royal he killed earlier was probably stronger, as it was a creature with different bloodlines.

And here.

Each of these figures exuded an aura several times stronger than that of the rhinoceros-man royal!

Spirit Blood Race!

Those who can get here are at least of spiritual blood.

Those four powerful creatures in the middle might even be from the Holy Blood race!

Holy Blood Race

Although it can't compare to those legendary races with the source bloodline.

But it is something that most living beings can only look up to in their entire lives.

but……

So what if they are of the Holy Blood race?

Jiang Chuan had only one purpose in coming to the Starry Sky Temple this time.

That is.

Find the path to ultimate sublimation!

Any living being that dares to obstruct him will be crushed!

"Let's go."

Jiang Chuan strode forward and headed straight for the entrance to the ruins.

Ling Aoshuang followed behind him, carrying the Broken Star. Her steps were steady, and her icy blue eyes were always looking straight ahead, ignoring the gazes of the alien races around her.

After walking a few steps, a sharp voice suddenly rang out from ahead.

"Huh? Am I seeing things?"

A strange creature covered in dark green scales and with long, thin limbs stood up from the ground. Its two round eyes stared at Jiang Chuan and Ling Aoshuang, and an exaggerated smile spread across its lips, revealing a mouthful of serrated teeth.

"People, people, people..."

Its eyes were filled with surprise.

"How come there are two humans here?" it shrieked, turning its neck 360 degrees as if beckoning the surrounding alien races to come and see. "Hey! Come and see! Alive! Fresh! Still steaming!"

A series of soft chuckles rippled through the crowd.

Several other alien races, also covered in scales and of various shapes, gathered around. Some crossed their arms, others licked their claws, their eyes filled with nothing but pure contempt and mockery.

"They really are humans."

"Strange, how did this trash, who isn't even worthy of being called mortal blood, manage to climb up here?"

"Hey, hey, didn't you guys notice? These two insectoid beings still smell of star power on them. Tsk tsk tsk, could they have fought their way up from the second floor?"

"Ridiculous, those? They're probably just servants from some powerful clan."

A burst of laughter erupted.

To these alien races from the Spirit Blood race, humans are not even worthy of being looked at seriously.

The lowest level of intelligent life on the edge of the Source Realm.

It can barely be considered mortal blood.

What is the essential difference between them and those wild beasts that only eat flesh and blood?

The first scaly alien to speak took a step forward, its slender claws reaching towards Ling Aoshuang. A drop of eerie green venom condensed on the tip of its claw, and it let out a flippant laugh: "Well, this human looks quite tender; it should taste pretty good..."

It didn't finish its sentence.

Ling Aoshuang moved.

Her arm became a blur almost instantly as she struck, the shattered star in her hand leaving an icy blue trail as the spear tip pierced through the throat of the scaly alien.

Immediately, she grabbed the butt of the gun with her other hand and swung it horizontally to the side. The force of that swing sent the scaly alien's entire body flying.

Like throwing a rag doll, it slammed heavily onto the ground, producing a dull, teeth-grinding, bone-cracking thud.

The icy flames attached to the gun body suddenly erupted from the tip of the gun.

Click!

Before the scaly aliens could even scream, they were frozen into an ice sculpture with a terrified expression!

A deathly silence fell over the air.

The onlookers from other races looked as if they had been grabbed by the neck; their smiles froze on their faces, and their eyes seemed about to pop out of their sockets.

Ling Aoshuang slowly sheathed her spear, the tip of the Shattered Star spear tracing a faint semi-circle in the air. Her voice was icy as she said, "Who dares to try again?!"

The golden lion's half-closed vertical pupils suddenly snapped open.

The green eye on the Cyclops's forehead turned around, its pupil shrinking to the size of a pinhead.

The golden-winged woman tilted her head slightly, and for the first time, a serious scrutiny appeared in her golden eyes.

The white divine horse snorted, and starlight flickered slightly in its purple spiral horns.

The alien races that had been waiting to watch the spectacle were now retreating, their fur standing on end, their expressions filled with surprise and fear.

They are all creatures with spirit blood, and can be considered to be in the middle to upper range among the myriad races of the Origin Realm.

Ask yourself.

No one was confident they could kill that scaly alien in one move!

This human not only accomplished it, but did so in the most understated way.

What's even more terrifying is the aura emanating from her.

He was in no way inferior to the four Holy Blood beings present!

What is the origin of these humans? Could they be two holy blood races in disguise?!