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Chapter 387: The Ancestral Land Opens, Entering the Battlefield

After the Beast God's essence blood was obtained, Ning Tairan disappeared in a flash. Lin

He didn't even wait for Lin Moyu and Ning Yiyi to leave the dungeon.

Ning Yiyi was puzzled, "Where did Grandpa go?"

Lin Moyu smiled, "He must have gone to make the divine blood potion."

Ning Yiyi's eyes lit up, "That's right, the divine blood potion!"

She had almost forgotten about it.

With the Beast God's essence blood, combined with other treasures, it could be refined into a divine blood potion.

This potion could greatly increase the chances of profession sublimation during the third job change.

Ning Yiyi was very excited, "I can't wait for the third job change. I wonder what profession I'll become."

Lin Moyu patted her head, "Don't be anxious. The third job change is still far away."

Ning Yiyi pouted, "You're already thinking about the third job change, but I'm not allowed to?"

Lin Moyu laughed, "Of course you can think about it. I'm just reminding you not to be impatient."

The two left the dungeon and returned to Xia Jing Academy.

Lin Moyu had been away for over a month, and the academy had changed a lot.

Many buildings had been repaired, and the atmosphere was tense.

Ning Yiyi explained, "The Demon Worshippers have been making trouble recently, so the academy has been on high alert."

Lin Moyu nodded, "I've heard about it."

The two walked towards the dormitory area when they saw a crowd gathered.

A group of people was standing in the center, surrounded by students.

Lin Moyu recognized them as members of the Demon Worshippers who had infiltrated the council.

They were all bound by chains, their faces grim.

The students jeered at them, and some even threw things.

A few teachers tried to maintain order but were largely ignored.

Ning Yiyi frowned, "It's so chaotic here."

Lin Moyu said indifferently, "It's normal. The Demon Worshippers have provoked the anger of the entire human race."

As they spoke, a tall figure emerged from the crowd, his face twisted with hatred.

"Demon Worshippers, you're all dead!"

The man raised his hand, and a fireball formed, ready to be thrown at the Demon Worshippers.

Lin Moyu's expression changed, and he was about to act when a figure suddenly appeared, grabbing the man's wrist.

"Enough!"

It was Mo Xinghe, the dean of Genesis Academy.

His voice was stern, and his aura suppressed the crowd.

The man struggled but couldn't break free from Mo Xinghe's grip.

Mo Xinghe said coldly, "They will be punished according to the law. Don't take matters into your own hands."

The man glared at Mo Xinghe but didn't dare disobey.

Mo Xinghe released him, and the man retreated, still glaring at the Demon Worshippers.

The crowd gradually dispersed under Mo Xinghe's intimidating presence.

Mo Xinghe turned and saw Lin Moyu and Ning Yiyi.

He smiled, "You're back."

Lin Moyu nodded, "I've returned, Master Mo."

Mo Xinghe said, "Good timing. The Ancestral Land is about to open. Come with me."

The three of them headed towards the teleportation array.

Along the way, Mo Xinghe explained, "The Ancestral Land opens once every three years. It's an opportunity for all academies to gain resources and experience."

"Our Genesis Academy has the most slots this time, so we must perform well."

Lin Moyu asked, "What's the Ancestral Land like?"

Mo Xinghe said, "It's a battlefield, filled with powerful monsters and rare resources. The stronger you are, the more you can gain."

"But it's also very dangerous. Many have died there before."

Lin Moyu nodded in understanding.

The three of them arrived at the teleportation array, where many students had already gathered.

These were the elite students representing Genesis Academy in the Ancestral Land.

When they saw Lin Moyu, their expressions changed slightly.

Some looked at him with envy, while others showed respect.

After all, Lin Moyu was a God General, a figure on par with god-level experts.

Mo Xinghe gestured, and the teleportation array lit up.

Everyone stepped onto it, and in a flash of light, they were teleported away.

When Lin Moyu's vision cleared, he found himself in a vast wilderness.

The sky was gloomy, and the air carried a faint scent of blood.

In the distance, he could see towering mountains and dense forests.

A massive energy fluctuation swept over, and everyone tensed up.

Mo Xinghe said solemnly, "We've arrived at the Ancestral Land. Be careful, and don't act recklessly."

The students nodded, their expressions serious.

This was a real battlefield, not a game.

One mistake could cost them their lives.

Mo Xinghe turned to Lin Moyu, "Moyu, you can explore freely. But don't go too deep into dangerous areas."

Lin Moyu nodded, "Understood."

With that, the Genesis Academy team set off, heading towards the nearest mountain range.

Lin Moyu and Ning Yiyi followed behind them.

As they walked, Ning Yiyi asked curiously, "What do you plan to do here?"

Lin Moyu said, "Level up, of course. And maybe find some good resources."

Ning Yiyi smiled, "Then I'll just follow you. It's safer that way."

The two of them continued forward, entering the Ancestral Land battlefield.

Roars echoed in the distance, and the ground trembled occasionally.

It seemed the real battle was about to begin.

...

In the Ancestral Land's command center, the leaders of the major forces gathered.

Ning Tairan, representing Genesis Academy, was present.

The Creation God Academy and Flame Emperor Academy also sent their deans.

Apart from the academies, the major families and the military also had representatives here.

A total of eighteen figures stood in the command center, their auras suppressed but still detectable.

These were the top experts of the human race, gathered to oversee the battle in the Ancestral Land.

Ning Tairan said solemnly, "The Ancestral Land has opened. Let the battle begin!"

With his words, the massive battlefield erupted into chaos.

Powerful auras clashed, and the very earth shook.

The battle for resources had officially started.

In a corner of the command center, a figure watched silently.

It was Bai Yiyuan, the White God.

His expression was calm, but his eyes held a hint of worry.

"Be careful, Xiaoyu..."

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