The others were shocked and confused at the scene unfolding before them.
Ricky didn't even drip his blood essence. And according to the message that Adrian had left behind,
the warriors who entered this place had only one chance to receive the inheritance.
But what this was all about? Nobody could tell.
Ricky also had no idea what was going on, and he couldn't break away from the power of universe that
had wrapped around him. Before he knew it, he had arrived at a different array zone.
This zone was filled with a strong power of universe from the Eight Diagrams, and was vast as a huge
world.
At the center of the zone was a huge altar of the Eight Diagrams and at the center of this altar, stood a
giant, ancient, magnificently lifelike figure.
Ricky guessed that this was probably Adrian.
He looked up at the altar, where he could see three figures engaged in a fierce battle. Two of them
were Jasper and Mike. The third was a young man in black, constantly shifting between his normal
form and his berserk form.
The evil spirit surged around his body, leaving no doubt that this young man was the young master
those devils had mentioned.
"I was right! The young master has reached here!" Ricky said in awe as he watched this scene play
out.
By this time, it was pretty clear how the battle was going to turn out. Jasper and Mike were running out
of steam. The young master of the devil race, on the other hand, was at his peak. And he had gone
berserk just twice so far, which meant that he hadn't yet used his full strength.
"Ricky, you're finally here!" Jasper and Mike exclaimed, relieved to spot Ricky.
"You brought me here?!" Ricky asked as he jumped onto the altar.
"Yes! We consumed three drops of blood essence each and fused them with the power of universe
from the Eight Diagrams here to bring you in," Jasper explained.
He paused for a second before continuing, a bite in his voice, "This damned devil, Ronan Zi, launched
a sneak attack while we were in battle, inflicting terrible injuries on us."
Ricky immediately understood what was going on. The young master, Ronan Zi, had remained hidden
until Jasper and Mike had found themselves in a losing position, and had then ambushed and attacked
them.
"But he is a devil. How did he get here? Didn't Adrian set any restrictions on the devil race?" Ricky
asked, puzzled.
"Of course he did!" Mike said and then explained, "But half this devil's flesh and blood belongs to the
creatures of the continent!"
"What?!" Ricky exclaimed, shocked.
He recovered soon enough to activate his Golden Spirit Eyes, and turned to look at Ronan Zi.
Ricky immediately understood what was going on, thanks to the Golden Spirit Eyes. Half of Ronan Zi's
flesh and blood was of the devils, filled with the purple evil spirit. The other half belonged to the
creature on the continent, full of the power of Eight Diagrams. If Ricky's guess was right, this was the
real power of universe from the Eight Diagrams.
"How is that possible?" he whispered, stunned.
"We have been deceived by the Wild Purple Devil tribe," Jasper said stiffly, "They found this land of
legacy a long time ago.
The Passage World can let only demi-saints enter. But the power of the warriors at the Demi-sage
Level is not enough to break the outermost protective barrier. That is why they cultivate the power of
Eight Diagrams just to enter this place.
But they hadn't expected the barrier to be so completely resistant to the aura of the devil race. Only the
blood essence of inheritors of the Eight Diagrams like me can break it. They cannot enter even though
they managed to merge the flesh and blood of the creature from the continent with their own bodies.
So they are taking advantage of this selection but deliberately exposing this place, just to lure Mike and
me here to help them take the barrier down.
They have made it!"
"He is such a devious bastard!" Ricky uttered a blistering curse.
It was Ronan Zi, this young master of the Wild Purple Devil tribe, who had enlightened Jasper about
this.
When Ricky next looked at Ronan Zi, his eyes were filled with a murderous intent he had no intention
of reining in. There was nothing to say to the devil race. He knew that he needed to kill them all—
without mercy.
"I wondered what kind of trump card you two ants could bring out by using six drops of blood essence.
But it looks like it's all going to waste, now that a weaker ant has come seeking death," Ronan Zi
sneered as he sensed Ricky's realm.
"A weak ant?!" Ricky said, grinning. "But it was this weak ant that killed all the five devils you left
outside. They're now lying there in pieces."
On the other hand, Jasper and Mike had sat down cross-legged, and begun to recuperate.
They believed that Ricky could defeat Ronan Zi.
Even if he couldn't defeat him, he was still going to buy them a lot of time.
"What the fuck?!" Ronan Zi shouted, ice and steel in his voice, and a violent killing intent surging out of
his body.
The five devils that Ricky had killed had been his subordinates for many years. No matter how cruel
and bloody they were as devils, they were still emotional about the bonds they shared.
He knew Ricky wasn't lying, because he had managed to come here. He wouldn't be here otherwise.
"I will draw out your soul and burn it in devil fire!"
Saying thus, Ronan Zi, with a burst of killing intent, went from the second berserk state to the third. The
evil spirit and the power of universe rushed towards Ricky.
"You haven't got the inheritance.
How did you cultivate the power of universe?" Ricky asked, shocked.
If Ronan Zi possessed the real power of universe, it was no surprise that he had entered this place. But
Ricky still couldn't understand how. As a devil, even though half of Ronan Zi's flesh and blood belonged
to the creature of the continent, it would have been extremely difficult for him to cultivate the power of
universe.
"Cultivate? Ha-ha! I don't need to cultivate the power! Because this half of my flesh and blood
possesses it!" Ronan Zi sneered evilly.
"What do you mean?" Ricky asked, part cautious, part disbelieving.
"What do I mean? I mean that this half of my flesh and blood belongs to Adrian!" Ronan Zi replied, his
sneer turning into a disdainful laugh.
"What?! How is that possible? Don't try to lie to me!" Ricky could hardly believe this.
Adrian belonged to the seventh era. Even though he was a spiritual potentate, his corpse should have
turned to ashes, now that so many eras had passed since.
Even if his corpse still existed, it should be in this space of legacy. Then, why was Ronan Zi claiming
that he had Adrian's body and flesh in his own body?
At this, Jasper and Mike couldn't stay calm anymore. They opened their eyes and stared at Ronan Zi. It
would be a massive shame if the Wild Purple Devil tribe were to get their hands on Adrian's corpse.
"Do you know which four spiritual potentates of the devil race defeated Adrian?" Ronan Zi
asked.
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