Chapter 1 Bloodline was taken away
War to the Heavenly Dynasty, one of the hundreds of dynasties in the Northern Wilderness Region was inferior.
In the imperial capital of the Battle of the Heavenly Emperor, a pair of boys and girls were drinking and talking.
The table of delicious food, wine and beauties seemed particularly happy.
The young man was named Ling Yi, and he was the ninth prince of the War Heaven Dynasty.
He has a sharp and straight figure, a very chic and arrogant look.
The girl's name is Lu Yun, and she is the daughter of the Grand Tutor of the Zhantian Dynasty.
He has a beautiful appearance, dignified and charming person, and his dream lover of countless young men in the Emperor of Heaven.
Lu Yun kept picking up food and pouring wine for Ling Yi.
"Brother Yi, are you sure to win the final exam in a month?" Lu Yun asked with big eyes flashing.
"Of course! When I win the position of prince, I will propose marriage to the Grand Master. Just wait to be my princess!"
"You hate it!" Lu Yun blushed and said coquettishly.
Lu Yun seemed to have no bones, and was soft in Ling Yi's arms.
Ling Yi put down his chopsticks and hugged Lu Yun with the flow.
The nine princes of the Zhantian Dynasty, each prince's mother is a prominent family, and only Ling Yi has no idea who his mother is.
Everyone in the Battle of Heaven knew that eighteen years ago, Emperor Tianxiao, who had been out for several years, returned with Ling Yi in his arms, feeling sad.
Because of his life experience, Ling Yi was not respected when he urinated, and was scolded as a wild breeder in his back.
There are not many people who treat themselves sincerely, and Lu Yun is one of them. They are childhood sweethearts and have no guesses.
Ling Yi hugged Lu Yun's weak body and smelled the refreshing fragrance, feeling extremely relaxed.
"Yun'er, when I ascend the throne, you will be the queen..."
Ling Yi said with longing, but he didn't know that the cold light suddenly rose in Lu Yun's eyes, and when she turned her sleeves, a dark red awl appeared, which pierced into Ling Yi's dantian without mercy.
The power of Lu Yun's seventh level of body refining realm exploded, and this blow was no less than a few thousand kilograms, which directly pierced Ling Yi's dantian, and even his spine was broken.
"Ah!" Ling Yi was shocked, and his arms suddenly pushed Lu Yun out, and his body kept retreating, hitting the pillar in the wing room.
Ling Yi's breathing was rapid. What was uneasy was that the dark red awl emitted a strange red light, defeating his dantian, and at the same time began to suck the blood power at his spine.
Ling Yi struggled to get up. The originally sumptuous meal was now covered in mess. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and pointed at Lu Yun in disbelief and said, "Yun'er, why did you do such a thing?"
He could not believe that his childhood sweetheart was so cruel to him.
At this time, Lu Yun changed her previous gentle and charming appearance, and her temperament became extremely cold, looking at Ling Yi like a poisonous snake.
She exuded a chill, walked to Ling Yi step by step, and sneered: "Why? Do you think I will marry you with your humble background? Can you seize the throne of the prince?"
"Haha, you're still too stupid, like a child who will never grow up!"
Lu Yun's voice was full of disdain and ridicule, and she was above her.
Ling Yi really couldn't believe all this, but it was so real again.
"Why? Don't you believe that I can become the prince?" Ling Yi roared.
"Prince? You are really stupid. The position of the prince is not only based on talent alone! And, let me tell you the truth, the bloodline of the War Ancestor you are proud of has been absorbed by my blood-devouring cone. The blood-devouring cone can absorb human bloodline talents. The stronger the bloodline, the faster it absorbs!"
Ling Yi was shocked and hurriedly circulated his bloodline, but felt that his bloodline was locked and he did not obey his command at all. And it was still losing in a steady stream.
The more anxious Ling Yi was, the stronger the colic from his dantian and spine.
His face turned pale and he was sweating coldly, as if he couldn't believe that Lu Yun was the girl who grew up with him.
"Babababa...wonderful and exciting, what a beautiful woman is trying to capture a fool!"
A sarcastic voice came out.
Ling Yi looked up and saw that his whole body suddenly became petrified!
"Fourth brother, why is it you? Everything is instructed by you?" Ling Yi seemed to understand something, and could no longer control his emotions and roared.
The person who appeared was Ling Huang, the fourth prince of the Zhantian Dynasty.
Ling Huang was not only extremely talented, but also had great means to win over a group of followers, and the ministers in the court also had many supporters.
Ling Huang smiled slightly and said, "I said, "You are so stupid, you are too stupid. Yes, it was arranged by me. Do you think Yun'er will fall in love with a humble person like you?"
Although Ling Yi had speculation in his heart, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he heard Ling Huang confirm it personally.
The pain in the body is no match for the cold in the heart!
What else is more heartbreaking than betrayal of the person you love the most, persecuting brothers in flesh and blood?
It turns out that everything is a scam, a scam!
"You came for my bloodline of the War Ancestor, right?"
Ling Yi said weakly.
"Not bad! Why! I don't understand why the Supreme Bloodline of the Zhanzu will revive on you? You are just a lowly bastard. I am the one who truly deserves the bloodline of the Zhanzuzu!"
Ling Huang went up and stepped on Ling Yi a few times, as if Ling Yi was poked into the pain point, his voice was loud and he was excited.
The founder of the Zhantian Dynasty was Zhan Zuling Yuanshan, a fierce man who was so powerful that he was shocked by the entire Northern Wilderness.
However, after Ling Yuanshan, no descendants could awaken the bloodline of the War Ancestor.
Until Ling Yi appeared.
When Ling Yi was ten years old, he entered the realm of body refining and became a warrior.
The bloodline was extremely dazzling. Zhan Zu's fighting spirit that fought the whole world revived, dyeing half of the sky in the imperial capital red.
From then on, the story of Emperor Tianxiao’s ninth son Ling Yi’s bloodline returning to his ancestors shocked the entire War Heaven Dynasty.
Since becoming a warrior, Ling Yi has been advancing all the way. At the age of eighteen, he has become a young master at the first level of the True Yuan Realm.
Ling Yi endured Ling Huang's venting like a storm, stared at Lu Yun with his eyes tightly, and shouted wildly:
"Lu Yun, you lied to me, you liar!"
Lu Yun slowly walked towards Ling Yi and squatted down under Ling Yi's resentful eyes.
Lu Yun smiled slightly, reached out and pulled out the blood-sucking cone.
"Ah!" Ling Yi let out a painful wail, but now, the blood-devouring cone has completely extracted the bloodline of the War Ancestor in his body, and he has no strength even if he moves his fingers.
"Thank you, my brother Ninth, for offering my bloodline to increase my chances of winning in the final exam in the year one month! Hahaha!" Ling Huang seemed to think of the moment when he ruled the world, and couldn't help laughing.
"Congratulations to the Fourth Prince, the task is done! When the blood of the War Ancestor is absorbed, who is your opponent among the princes? Then, don't forget Yun'er!" Lu Yun leaned half of her body against Ling Huang Wei'an's body and said in a sweet voice.
Ling Yi was beaten to the point of blood, covered in wounds, glaring at the scene in front of him.
"I forgot to tell you that the blood-devouring cone can not only absorb the power of blood, but also permanently destroy your body. From today on, you will be a useless person who is completely unable to practice martial arts!"
Lu Yun licked her lips and said.
Can't practice martial arts?
This news hit Ling Yi's head like a thunder.
"You bastard, tell you that the woman you dream of has long been my toy. You are even a useless person now. What else can you compare to me?"
Ling Huang stepped on Ling Yide's body, and became more and more forceful.
Ling Yi's eyes were bloodshot. He thought that he could be respected by his own efforts and marry a gentle and kind beauty, but now everything is broken!
My dream was completely shattered!
Ling Yi spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound, flew several meters away, his neck tilted, and he fainted!
"Fourth Prince, he is a prince after all, what should we do?"
Lu Yun seemed to have thought of something.
"It's okay, my father has been in seclusion for several years. The situation in the court is not up to the final decision of Grand Master Lu.
Ling Yi, a wild species, directly asked someone to throw it into the Death Nine Nether Cave.
You just say to the outside world that Ling Yi was obsessed with practicing martial arts and became a useless person.
Unable to withstand the blow, he chose to jump into the death Jiuyou to commit suicide!"
In the evening, a carriage left the Taishi Mansion and went to a deep and invisible cave a hundred miles away.
Several servants were busy carrying a man off the carriage and threw him directly into the dark and terrifying deep cave.
The Nine Nether Cave of Death is located not far from the Emperor of the War Heaven Dynasty. According to ancient legend, this is the entrance to the Demon Realm.
Since ancient times, there have been many horrifying legends here
The War Heaven Dynasty has designated this place as a forbidden area for tens of thousands of years.
Ling Yi in a coma kept falling in the Nine Nether Cave of Death.
Suddenly, a black bead worn by Ling Yi automatically broke and a soul lamp appeared.
It floats in the air, exuding a strange and powerful aura.
The soul lamp steadily supported Ling Yi's body and slowly rose.
"The prehistoric martial soul, open!"
A divine thought came into Ling Yi's mind.
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