Battles Everywhere

Under everyone's shocked eyes, the stone statues moved and rushed towards them, either wielding various weapons or attacking with parts of their body.

Swords, sabers, axes, halberds, bows, spears, etc.

Before many of the cultivators could even react, these weapons slashed through the air, falling onto their bodies.

Most of the stone statues targeted the Foundation Building cultivators, as if they had been programmed to do so.

A young man, who had just broken through the Foundation Building Realm and came here hoping to get some treasures was also targeted by a stone statue.

The moment the sword was about to fall into his body, he took a shield out of his space ring, put it in front of him and poured all his mana into it.

However, his struggle was completely meaningless in front of the absolute difference in power.

The sword touched the shield and sliced through it as if it was made out of cotton.

Seeing this, the man opened his mouth and spit out a fireball that met the menacing sword.

Unfortunately, the fireball was instantly split into two, unable to delay the sword for even half a second.

The young man's widened eyes reflected the sword, before it slashed right through his body, cutting him in two pieces.

Just like this young man, many of the cultivators that were targeted by the stone statues were unable to defend against their attacks.

Even if they took out magic weapons and used various spells of different attributes, they were still unable to stop them.

In a short period of time, more than 10% of the cultivators inside the hall fell to the ground , dying the hall's floor in red color.

"Fellow Taoists, let's all work together, otherwise we will not be able to leave this place alive.", a solemn voice sounded amidst everyone's panic.

The speaker was one of the two Nascent Soul cultivators in the hall, Di Zhong, a member of of the Royal family.

"Fellow Taoist Di is right. Let's all work together."

"That's right! Stop holding back!"

"I didn't expect that the person who left this inheritance would be so insidious."

His words immediately won everyone's approval.

Even the other Nascent Soul cultivator didn't retort and judging by his silence, they agreed.

From the stone statue's aura and the strength they showed, it was obvious that they were all slightly stronger than an ordinary Core Formation cultivator.

With so many statues, even Nascent Soul cultivators would have trouble dealing with them.

Seeing everyone's agreement, Di Zhong took the lead and fought against tens of statues alone.

With a spear held firmly in his right hand, he pierced through one of the stone statues, causing it to break into several large pieces and fall to the ground.

His actions didn't stop and he turned to the other statues that were besieging him.

The rest of cultivators also didn't hold anything back.

They each selected one or more stone statues as their opponents and fought will all their strength.

Soon, the cultivators' cooperation seemed to work, as more and more statues were broken.

Of course, from time to time, some cultivators were unable to defend against the statues' attacks and were split in two, falling to the ground.

Even then, everyone's momentum didn't decrease, but fought more and more fiercely.

What no one noticed was that while the battle was taking place, the blood of the corpses that fell on the ground was silently absorbed by the ground and moved towards the golden circle under the dark coffin.

Unbeknownst to everyone, the golden circle glowed with a red, bloody light.

***

In the sky near the inheritance place, two cultivators were fighting in the air.

One of them was a middle aged man and the other one was an old man, wearing a majestic golden armor.

The two collided in the air countless times, fighting fiercely.

The more the fight went on, the more obvious it became that the old man had an advantage, suppressing Liu Feng quite easily.

Not only was the golden armor in his body a powerful weapon, allowing him to withstand Liu Feng's attacks without any damage, but the old man was also very powerful on his own.

Various skills and spells were used by him with ease, attacking Liu Feng from various angles, causing him to be unable to defend.

Sacred golden light surrounded the old man's figure, making him look like an angel that descended to the mortal world to bring judgment to the sinners.

"Boom!"

A golden spear suddenly bypassed Liu Feng's defense and fell on his body, causing his shoulder to show cracks.

The injury healed in less than a second, but judging from the blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, it was obvious that Liu Feng's accumulated injuries were quite serious.

'It can't continue to go on like this.', he thought and became anxious.

He didn't expect that the old man would be so powerful.

After he had taken the Saint Pill, he had broken through the Middle Stage of the Saint Realm and was convinced that he would be almost invincible in the current era.

But the old man's power gave him a heavy blow.

Thinking of this, he started to hate Xiao Huo more and more.

'If the young lady wasn't so obsessed with that worthless boy, how could things end up like this?'

But now was not the time to think about this.

His eyes flashed with hesitation, before they showed a cruel look filled with determination.

Liu Feng's right hand that held the sword let it go, and threw it towards the old man.

"Explode!", he shouted and urged the sword to self-destruct.

The weapon's aura fluctuated wildly, before it showed cracks on its blade and hilt.

"Boom!"

Finally, it completely exploded, engulfing the old man's figure.

Countless space cracks appeared near the place of the explosion, showing just how fierce the explosion was.

"Cough...cough..."

Liu Feng coughed up blood as a result of his weapon's destruction, but he had to time to care about it.

He desperately used a secret technique to restore his injuries temporarily and fled the scene.

Before he left, he didn't forget to wave his hand and take Gu Ling'er with him.

Liu Feng didn't believe that the sword's self-destruction could kill the old man and simply wanted to use this opportunity to escape.

When the dust settled and the space cracks were repaired, the old man re-appeared in the scene.

Just like Liu Feng expected, although he was injured and his golden armor was almost broken, he survived.

Looking at the direction that Liu Feng left, the old man thought a bit, before deciding to let them go.

He didn't want to completely offend the Gu Clan and most importantly, he didn't want to give anyone else the chance to get his ancestor's inheritance.

Wiping the blood on his mouth, the old man flew to the ground and entered the dark passage where the inheritance space was.

***

Compared to other cultivators in the Dark Mirror Forest, Li Yuan and Xiao Huo were quite carefree.

Over the past few hours, they had hunted many animals in the Fire Realm and let Xiao Huo absorb the fire seeds they turned into after their death.

Slowly, the fire seed in the dantian on top of Xiao Huo's mana got bigger and bigger and it was almost ready to sprout.

"Bang!"

A large fireball fell on a leopard, instantly turning it into ashes.

Xiao Huo landed next to it and waited for the fire seed to appear, before absorbing it into his body.

He had already repeated these actions countless times over the past few hours.

However, this time, something was different.

The moment the fire seed entered his body, his aura fluctuated wildly and he was soon surrounded by red flames.

The moment this happened, Xiao Huo consciousness went dark, before he fainted.

"Has the time finally come?"

Li Yuan's expression turned serious when he looked at Xiao Huo's figure that was surrounded by the red flames.

While Xiao Huo was busy collecting fire seeds, Li Yuan hadn't been idle.

In the past few hours, he had comprehended the runes that he had previously memorized and at the same time, tried to comprehend the Dao from the fire seeds.

Slowly, his accumulation became richer and richer, until he felt that it was finally time for the inexplicable realization that he had been waiting for to actually come.

Staring at the red flame around Xiao Huo, he understood that this was his opportunity.

Countless insights poured into his mind and coupled with all the cultivation techniques and spells he had gone through, a spell unique to him was slowly being created inside his mind.