As soon as Zhang Hao finished fusing with the ancient bloodsucking worm mother and the system notification sounded, the Qilin bloodline within him seemed to be awakened by an invisible force, surging even more powerfully.

He closed his eyes, feeling this unprecedented change, and his heart was filled with indescribable excitement.

The Qilin has been a symbol of good fortune since ancient times, and its bloodline contains the purest and most powerful energy in the world.

The bloodline of the Qilin is the essence of all things, which can endow the holder with powerful vitality, resilience, and the ability to communicate with nature.

However, the First Qilin is the ancestor of the Qilin clan and the source of all Qilin bloodlines.

It transcends the category of ordinary Qilin, its body is much larger, as majestic as a mountain, and its whole body radiates golden light, as dazzling as the sun.

Every breath of the Primordial Qilin can stir up the winds and clouds of heaven and earth; its power is enough to shake mountains and rivers and even rewrite destiny.

Its bloodline contains the dual power of creation and destruction, making it the most noble and powerful being in the world.

The Primordial Qilin is far superior to the Qilin, and the same goes for its bloodline.

At this moment, Zhang Hao was already eagerly anticipating the moment when the Qilin bloodline would evolve into the Primordial Qilin bloodline.

As he merged with the Qilin's body, he could feel his bloodline constantly evolving, moving closer to the supreme Qilin bloodline.

When Zhang Hao awoke from his reverie, he took a deep breath and stepped into the deep passage leading to an even more secluded depth.

The temperature inside the passage suddenly rose, as if we had instantly entered a furnace.

The surrounding flowing lava roared and churned like angry fire dragons, radiating suffocating heat.

Although Zhang Hao's body is capable of automatically adapting to various extreme environments, he still felt extremely uncomfortable in this high-temperature magma tunnel.

Sweat streamed down his forehead, soaking his clothes.

However, his eyes were unusually firm, showing no sign of backing down.

The others were in even greater agony; their faces were ashen, and they were gasping for breath as if they were about to suffocate.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao couldn't help but feel a little worried.

He knew that in this environment, any lapse in concentration could have fatal consequences.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, while releasing the power of his Qilin bloodline to provide some protection for himself and his companions.

However, this lava passage was like an endless nightmare, with every step forward fraught with difficulty and danger.

As Zhang Hao and his group passed through the narrow and deep passage, the surrounding air gradually became heavy and scorching.

Every step forward felt like stepping onto the edge of another world, the oppressive feeling making it almost impossible to breathe.

Finally, a breathtaking sight appeared at the end of the passage.

A vast, boundless lava lake stretched out before them.

This lava lake is like the angry mouth of the earth, devouring everything around it. The rolling lava is like a boiling sea of ​​molten lava, boundless and shimmering with a mixture of crimson and golden light.

Every drop of magma contained terrifyingly high temperatures enough to melt steel. They traced scorching paths through the air before crashing back onto the lake, creating deafening roars.

The surface of the lava lake shimmered, but it was not ordinary water; rather, it was the crimson flames formed by lava under extreme temperatures, like hellfire burning fiercely in the darkness.

The air was thick with the smell of sulfur and the suffocating heat.

It was as if every inch of air was burning, and every roar was shaking their souls.

Zhang Hao stood at the edge of the lava lake, the rocks beneath his feet seeming as if they could be melted by the terrifying heat at any moment.

He gazed at the boiling lake, his eyes gleaming with determination and awe.

He knew that unknown dangers lurked here, but it might also be the key for him to break through his limitations and awaken a more powerful force.

Just then, Zhang Hao suddenly felt a burning pain in his shoulder.

He quickly pulled open his clothes, and there he saw that the faintly visible Qilin tattoo under his skin seemed to be aroused by the heat of magma, and began to stir restlessly, showing a faint tendency to break free of its restraints and become a physical entity.

This strange feeling made Zhang Hao's heart tighten. He knew that this was no coincidence, but some kind of omen.

In the past, whenever a Qilin tattoo underwent such a change, it meant that a deadly danger was imminent.

Although this situation is somewhat different, Zhang Hao knows that he must remain vigilant and be prepared to deal with any potential crises.

However, at that moment, a deafening roar suddenly rang in my ears.

Immediately afterwards, a colossal creature rose from the lava lake and hovered in mid-air.

It was a gigantic Qilin, so large that it even surpassed the trucks on the road. Its entire body was covered in crimson magma, like a war god returning from hell, exuding a suffocating aura of power.

The qilin's eyes burned like flames, fixed intently on Zhang Hao and his group. Each breath it took seemed to stir the heavens and earth, and each roar caused the surrounding air to tremble.

Zhang Hao could sense that the power of this Qilin far surpassed his own, and might even have reached a level he could not even imagine.

At the same time, the Qilin that had materialized from Zhang Hao's bloodline seemed to sense something and suddenly burst out of his body, confronting the Qilin that had emerged from the magma in the air.

However, compared to that enormous creature, Zhang Hao's bloodline-transformed Qilin appeared small and fragile.

Although it was equally agile, it was much smaller, as if it were just a miniature of the giant Qilin.

"This……"

Upon seeing this, everyone showed expressions of worry.

They knew that although Zhang Hao possessed a powerful Qilin bloodline, he was likely in grave danger against such a terrifying opponent.

They watched Zhang Hao with concern, hoping he would make a wise choice and not risk a direct confrontation with the enormous Qilin.

However, Zhang Hao seemed oblivious to their concerns.

He stared intently at the two Qilin in the air, his eyes flashing with determination and resolve.

He knew that this battle was not only for survival, but also for proving himself and for pursuing the supreme bloodline of the Primordial Qilin.

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