After conquering the Empress, I proved my Dao with the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace!

This situation immediately attracted the attention of Qin Chuan and others.

The moment the roar subsided, the Blood Qilin's aura grew stronger and stronger, and its body had already grown to a size of ten feet.

Such a physique creates a strong sense of intimidation, but that alone would be one thing.

The Blood Qilin's limbs were covered with sharp, blood-red bone spurs.

Two extremely long whiskers grew on his face, and even some of his teeth extended out.

Even without opening its mouth, it is still terrifying to behold.

With a loud bang, his cultivation level exploded in that instant. It wasn't the Great Mystic Master realm, but... the aura of a Mystic King!

At this moment, the outside world was once again shaken.

"Mysterious King!! This person's blood soul is faster than that of the Blood Phoenix and the Crimson Figurine. He is now the second person to step into the Mysterious King's soul!"

"It seems a true dark horse has emerged. Only this person can compete with Wang Jiadaozi. But... who exactly is he?"

"..."

Looking at the terrifying and imposing Blood Qilin before him, Qin Chuan sighed inwardly at the pity.

This Qilin can only exist in this place and cannot be taken out.

Otherwise, with the tacit understanding and friendship cultivated during this time, having it would definitely make things much smoother for me in this Southern Region.

"Its growth is far from over. Perhaps the way to take it out is to obtain this Blood Immortal inheritance!" Qin Chuan's eyes flashed, a sharp light gleaming in them.

"Little guy, you've grown into a big guy now..."

Qin Chuan smiled slightly and patted the Blood Qilin, which was much larger than himself.

Despite its ferocity towards others, the Blood Qilin was extremely docile towards Qin Chuan.

Even when Qin Chuan stroked her, she willingly lay down and let out a soft, comfortable hum.

She even used her pink tongue, the size of a washbasin, to lick Qin Chuan's palm, just like when they were children.

It exudes goodwill and a desire to please.

It seems capable of being ruthless to the whole world, but only in Qin Chuan will it remain unchanged.

"I am determined to obtain this Blood Immortal inheritance, not only for the tenth-grade pills, but also... to take this Qilin away from here!"

Looking at the obedient blood unicorn in front of him, a hint of determination flashed in Qin Chuan's eyes.

Immediately, he slowly stood up, no longer vying with Cai Quan for this place where the Xuan Qi had become thin.

He took a step forward, and the Blood Qilin took flight with him.

With one person and one Qilin, they stepped into the fifth formation under the watchful eyes of thousands.

In the fifth team, only Wang Chengjie remains.

As soon as Qin Chuan entered, he immediately heard a weathered voice.

"This formation is nothingness, and this nothingness leads to the end, hence it is called the endless."

"A single blood talisman can seal all things; enlightenment can break this fifth formation."

"Time stands still here and is not counted in the inheritance process. Because this formation is difficult, those with solidified bloodlines can choose to leave, but those who inherit the legacy must fight to the death!"

As the ancient voice echoed, a new world appeared before Qin Chuan.

To be precise, this world is a mountain, and he is now on the summit of this mountain.

Ahead stood a massive stone tablet, and beside it, a gate of light.

Only those with blood and soul may enter this gate!

On the stone tablet was a blood-red rune, which flickered as if it contained some kind of great Dao, and its meaning needed to be understood.

Looking at the blood-red rune, Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Judging from what the weathered voice said earlier, it must be about comprehending this blood talisman.

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan stepped forward, wanting to take a closer look.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, his body stiffened abruptly, and he fell straight to the ground.

This is something that has never happened since we entered the Land of Inheritance.

It seemed that just one glance at the blood talisman nearly caused his consciousness to collapse.

At that moment, Qin Chuan was drenched in sweat, and an indescribable pain overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

At that moment, he seemed to become a mortal powerless, helpless man.

Qin Chuan's face was contorted as he gritted his teeth, enduring the sudden, excruciating pain.

Although the Blood Qilin beside him didn't know what had happened to Qin Chuan, it kept making anxious noises and pacing around in a panic as it saw the pain on his face.

Roar!

Suddenly, a series of roars came from the foot of the mountain.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of figures appeared at the foot of the mountain.

These figures were all humanoid, each dressed in animal clothing, their clothes tattered, like the native savages of this place.

These savages, wielding large clubs and with ferocious glints in their eyes, sped off at full speed from the foot of the mountain to the summit where Qin Chuan was located.

They moved incredibly fast; in just a few breaths, a tall, savage man reached the mountaintop and charged towards Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan lay on the ground, his face pale and his body trembling uncontrollably.

He didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, and could only watch helplessly as large numbers of savages surged towards him from all sides.

The moment these ferocious figures appeared, the Blood Qilin beside Qin Chuan let out a low growl.

Its body suddenly shot out, transforming into a bloody shadow, circling Qin Chuan at an extremely fast speed.

Blood splattered everywhere. Any savages who approached Qin Chuan had their throats bitten off and then rolled down the mountain.

The death of their companion did not frighten the savages behind them; instead, it fueled their ferocity, causing them to rush even more fiercely toward the mountaintop.

The Blood Qilin's eyes blazed with terrifying ferocity as it guarded the Qin Chuan region.

It kept charging out to block the approaching savages, as if as long as it was there, it would never allow anyone to harm Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan's body trembled. He kept his eyes wide open, hearing the blood qilin's charge and the ferocious figures that were faintly appearing all around him.

He tried hard to stand up, but found that he couldn't.

Time passed slowly, and blood continued to flow down the mountainside.

The madness of the Blood Kirin made the area within ten zhang of Qin Chuan a forbidden zone.

The blood of countless dead savages stained the entire mountain, making it look like a mountain of blood from afar.

One day, two days, three days…

The Blood Qilin did not rest at all, and the savages below the mountain seemed endless, surging in like waves.

As the fourth day approached, a savage appeared, his cultivation level comparable to that of a Xuan King, clad in armor.

The bloody battle raged on, with roars and screams echoing throughout the fifth battle.

Late into the night, at the cost of its own injury, the Blood Qilin forcibly killed five savages comparable to the Xuan King realm, finally calming the mountain down and causing the savages to retreat.

The world seemed to fall into complete silence.

Qin Chuan stared blankly at the Blood Qilin beside him, one of its legs was broken and its face was full of exhaustion.

For a whole day, it did not rest at all, nor did it take any pills; it fought to the death to prevent anyone from harming Qin Chuan.

In fact, over the past few days, not a single savage has been able to step within ten zhang of Qin Chuan!

But now, it was exhausted, lying down next to Qin Chuan, panting heavily with its tongue lolling out.

The Blood Qilin licked Qin Chuan's hand, seemingly wanting Qin Chuan to raise his hand and touch its head like he had done since childhood.