An Lin was basked in the light of inheritance, and a sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.
He was the man who had received the approval of the Mutant Blood Phoenix's sigil in the Vast Land of Blood.
That sigil had contained the Mutant Blood Phoenix's power of the phoenix as well as its signature technique and paramount dao intent. Hence, from the perspective of a power-level hierarchy, it was definitely superior to the residual power within the statue, which was why An Lin was able to force it into submission.
The potent power of the phoenix flowed relentlessly into his body as all of the Mutant Blood Phoenix's inheritances were injected into his mind, as if the Mutant Blood Phoenix were doing a free giveaway.
The light of inheritance had formed a dazzling pillar.
All of the vermilion birds were dumbstruck.
"Is this a divine miracle?"
"I've never seen such a terrifying light of inheritance in all my years in this world."