Chapter 1554: The Heavenly Dao Controller’s Legacy??

Chapter 1554: Chapter 1554: The Heavenly Dao Controller’s Legacy??

Gradually, the number of people present on the battlefield decreased, yet those who remained became increasingly formidable.

Among them, Yang Yan encountered numerous strong opponents.

Once, he faced a cultivator from the Blood Mosquito Race, who nearly drained him dry.

Fortunately, he benefited from his own Flawless Divine Body, coupled with the World Tree’s powerful Power of Life, allowing him to ultimately endure and counter-kill his opponent.

Another time, Yang Yan encountered a cultivator wielding a stone axe, who could easily harness the Destruction Dao.

Yang Yan’s true form was split in half as a result, but fortunately, that cultivator was also reduced to ashes under the World-Ending Demon Spear.

In this manner, after a month, only Yang Yan remained on the platform.

During the third round, Ao Tian faced a particularly formidable opponent, and had to use a life-saving item left by Yang Yan to annihilate him, thus reluctantly withdrawing from the battlefield.

At this moment, around the battle platform floated those who withdrew from the competition for various reasons, along with cultivators bearing a resentful look.

Those Celestial Pride heroes from the Ten Thousand Races eyed Yang Yan with intense focus.

Yang Yan ignored them, raising his head to look at a vortex appearing overhead.

A faint Immortal Power flowed around that vortex, with various Laws entangling it.

However, its color was dark red, resembling coagulated blood and emanating an ominous aura.

At that moment, a grand voice echoed once more: "The Celestial Pride Decisive Battle ends here. Now, first place in the decisive battle, please enter the place of inheritance to obtain the True Immortal opportunity."

The originally vast and boundless Celestial Pride Decisive Battle Platform began collapsing from its corners like dominoes.

In just an instant, it transformed into large stones consumed by the dark red vortex.

Everyone retreated simultaneously, fearing being sucked into the vortex.

One must understand, this vortex could disintegrate a platform that could withstand the pinnacle of the Saint Realm, so how could mere cultivators not yet at the Saint Realm survive?

Moments later, observing no apparent danger, everyone subtly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yet, the power within them continued to surge; at any sign of disturbance, they would escape immediately.

After the stones were absorbed by the dark red vortex, its top gradually formed an ancient stone gate suffused with an archaic aura.

Yang Yan’s expression tightened, a hint of hesitation flickering in his eyes.

This gate resembled the Immortal Realm Gate, surrounded by the Four Spirits, covered with scratches of varying depth, with figures from the Ten Thousand Races Luo Seal imprinted upon it.

However, Yang Yan understood this was not the Immortal Realm Gate.

As he clearly sensed, there was no immortal aura within it.

Seeing the stone gate cease its vibrations, Yang Yan swiftly entered the gate amidst the moment the Ten Thousand Races cultivators prepared to charge.

Once Yang Yan successfully entered, the stone gate shattered and vanished into the void.

The blood-red-eyed cultivators of the Ten Thousand Races felt resentment but were helpless, forced to disperse in search of potential opportunities.

Yang Yan seemed to stand in the midst of an endless star river, with countless star clusters beneath his feet.

At this moment, he appeared like a giant towering above, lightly lifting his foot; countless star rivers turned into void.

Though Yang Yan felt it all was an illusion, the star river’s destruction and the endless power within him silently confirmed that it was all real.

Buzz—

A slight tremor in the Void, and suddenly a seven-colored glowing cluster appeared before him.

A distant voice emanated from the glowing cluster: "Champion, congratulations on arriving at this place of inheritance, are you ready to receive the inheritance?"

Yang Yan’s expression grew stern, sensing a bizarre aura permeating this location.

Here, only the endless star sky existed; where was the inheritance?

Moreover, it didn’t resemble the legendary True Immortal inheritance site.

Though he didn’t know how powerful a True Immortal was, he had seen an Immortal Emperor’s methods in the Sea of Space-Time.

Yang Yan felt this was similar to an Immortal Emperor’s methods, not a tangible existence.

Yang Yan inquired solemnly: "May I ask where the inheritance is? Is the inheritance of a True Immortal?"

The glowing cluster’s indifferent voice persisted: "Inheritor, True Immortal inheritance? This place contains the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao Controller. Why need you seek a True Immortal inheritance?"

"As long as you accept the Heavenly Dao Controller’s inheritance, you can perceive everything in the cosmos."

Seeing Yang Yan’s emotionless face, the glowing cluster continued: "Do you wish for eternal life? Do you desire eternity? As long as you take the Heavenly Dao Controller’s inheritance, you shall achieve immortality. Even if the world ends, you shall not fall."

Since entering, Yang Yan sensed anomalies, and upon hearing the glowing cluster, his confidence in his suspicions intensified.

Yang Yan retorted: "May I know where the previous Heavenly Dao Controller resides?"

The glowing cluster fluctuated violently, plunging into long silence.

Yang Yan was convinced of his conjecture.

This Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races was a deceit, though Yang Yan knew not its purpose.

Yang Yan quietly mobilized his own power, discovering it had returned to the initial stage of the Saint Realm.

A cold smile flickered at Yang Yan’s lips, the World-Ending Demon Spear appeared in his hand.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yan struck out towards the glowing cluster without warning.

Simultaneously, utilizing space and gravity Rules, Yang Yan formed a spatial restraint enveloping the glowing cluster.

Boom—

The glowing cluster pulsated more violently, seeming on the brink of collapse.

Suddenly, the glowing cluster transformed into a luminous human figure, below, a boundless star river metamorphosed into a giant mirror blocking him.

A flash of astonishment crossed Yang Yan’s eyes; the Demon God’s illusory shadow emerged above the World-Ending Demon Spear, unfalteringly striking the mirror.

In an instant, reverberating explosions echoed, spaces around shattered, and two Divine Soldiers flew back to their owners.

Yet at this moment, the world underwent drastic change.

With the disappearance of the star river below, space ruptured, and beneath emerged a vast ocean of blood, amidst it floated severed limbs.

The blood-colored ocean transformed into an expansive waterfall flowing onto an ancient stone platform below.

Yang Yan gazed upon a severed arm existing on the stone platform, the blood-colored ocean surged toward the arm.

The arm appeared fragmented into tens of thousands of sections, yet under the blood-colored ocean remained relatively intact.

Nevertheless, the arm was riddled with cracks, seemingly ready to break anytime.

As innumerable Blood Qi infused it, the cracks gradually faded.

Yet compared to the arm’s ten-thousand zhang length, these were infinitesimal.

The human figure noticed the situation below.

A furious growl emanated from him, the mirror in his hand projecting an endless star river, forming a grand force pressing against Yang Yan.