"Lord Qin Jiu, thank you for the help you gave me back then."
"But I know that I am not truly the person you wished to pass your legacy to."
"By some twist of fate, I have encountered an exceptional junior. Perhaps he is the true successor you were looking for."
"If he truly is the successor you seek, then consider this my way of repaying you."
With those words, the True Dragon sat cross-legged on the ground.
At the same time, his appearance began to undergo a dramatic change.
His snow-white hair fell out entirely. His body grew gaunt and withered. Though his robes still clung to his frame, in the blink of an eye his face had become as horrifying as that of a mummified corpse.
Yet a faint glimmer of life still lingered in his eyes.
But soon, even those eyes closed.
The entire great hall sank into deathly silence.
......
Meanwhile, every member of the Situ Spirit Hall was enveloped by the power of a barrier and transported outside the ruins.
"What's going on?"
The people of the Situ Spirit Hall looked around in bewilderment.
They had been waiting inside the ruins when, without warning, they were suddenly wrapped in a teleportation force and deposited here. They had no idea what had happened.
When they tried to return to the ruins, they found that the entrance had vanished—completely and utterly gone.
It was clear they could never go back.
Even the treasures related to the ruins that they had painstakingly sought out had all become useless.
"Could it be that Bai Yunqing succeeded?"
"After he succeeded, the ruins actually kicked us out directly."
Situ Tingye's face was twisted with unwillingness. He had originally planned to steal the inheritance after Bai Yunqing obtained it.
But now, it seemed, he wouldn't even get the chance.
Hum—
Right at that moment, another teleportation formation suddenly materialized.
A figure then tumbled out of the formation.
It was Bai Yunqing.
But the moment he appeared, a foul stench accompanied him.
Everyone in the Situ Spirit Hall covered their noses and mouths as they scrutinized Bai Yunqing's current state.
The more they looked, the more shock filled their eyes.
"What is that all over his body?"
"Could that be... feces?"
As unbelievable as it was, no matter how they looked at it, the yellow substance coating Bai Yunqing from head to toe strongly resembled feces.
"What are you talking about?"
At that moment, Bai Yunqing regained consciousness.
Immediately, the power of his Heaven-tier bloodline erupted. In the span of a breath, his cultivation surged from second-grade Half God to fourth-grade Half God.
The oppressive aura of a fourth-grade Half God swept across the sky, accompanied by terrifying killing intent.
"Remember this—what happened today must never leave your lips. Otherwise, I will make the Situ Spirit Hall disappear from the Totem Galaxy."
Bai Yunqing left those venomous words hanging in the air, then turned and departed.
Situ Tingye and the rest could only watch him leave. They did not move to stop him.
Because he was afraid. He did not dare.
He had never imagined that Bai Yunqing not only possessed the cultivation of a second-grade Half God, but could actually unlock two layers of bloodline power while still in the Half God realm, raising his cultivation to the fourth-grade Half God level.
Situ Tingye had absolutely no confidence that he could defeat Bai Yunqing. Naturally, he didn't dare take the risk.
"He's actually this powerful?"
"To think that Grand Historian Xingzhong took in such a formidable disciple."
"It seems our Totem Galaxy is about to gain yet another monstrous genius."
As Situ Tingye spoke, he couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
He was relieved—deeply relieved—that he hadn't made a move the instant Bai Yunqing appeared. Otherwise, he might have brought catastrophe upon himself.