The latest website of Chapter 4332 of the Fourth Level of Inheritance of the Ancient Urban Immortal Doctor: Ye Bufan walked over without any hesitation. It didn’t matter whether his true strength was revealed or not. Anyway, he would be a star soon.
He stopped, and a ray of light shone through the sky-gazing mirror in Duanmu Feng's hand, and then four big characters appeared - Yuan Sheng Second Grade.
Seeing this result, the expressions of those who didn't know his details changed.
You must know that before the third test, Ye Bufan's displayed strength was only at the first level of Yuan Emperor, and he reached the second level of Yuan Sheng in just a few days.
Before this, most people thought he won by fluke.
Baili Xuanyi gritted his teeth with hatred, but it was a pity that he could not get the Spiritual Dao Fruit, otherwise he would definitely be stronger than him.
"Okay, Mr. Ye, please come in. Remember, the time is quarter of an hour!"
After Duanmu Feng finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the door of the hall slowly opened, and then closed again when Ye Bufan stepped in.
There are restrictions on the entire Holy Ancestor Hall. Even when the door is opened, no one can see anything, and spiritual consciousness cannot invade even half of it.
Ye Bufan walked into the main hall, and the surrounding area was empty. There was a huge statue in the middle.
He raised his head and looked at his own statue, feeling a little strange in his heart.
At this moment, the chaotic energy in his body started to move on its own, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted.
Then the situation in the hall changed instantly, and a golden beam of light shot out from the statue's forehead, completely covering his body.
Ye Bufan was prepared and did not resist. Soon he felt himself being enveloped by a wave of space energy. When he reappeared, the scene in front of him had completely changed.
The Immortal Temple disappeared. It was an independent space. It didn't look too big, and there was no spiritual energy or chaotic energy present.
In front of him was a wheel made of white light. Yes, it was a wheel-shaped thing with a hollow center and a diameter of about two meters. It looked a bit weird.
Just when he was a little confused, a light and shadow condensed in front of him. He looked exactly like himself. He was wearing a golden armor. He was the strong man with golden armor he had seen in the forbidden land of reincarnation before.
The strong man in golden armor looked at him and sighed, "I didn't expect this day to come."
Although Ye Bufan felt a little weird when facing his other self, he still asked, "Are you Ye Immortal, my previous life?"
The strong man in golden armor nodded: "That's right, I divined a hexagram for myself back then, and it turned out to be very bad, so I made this statue to leave my inheritance here.
Since you, as the reincarnated body, have appeared, it means that I have escaped into reincarnation."
Ye Bufan was a little stunned: "So you don't know what happened after that?"
The strong man in golden armor said: "I just left a ray of spiritual consciousness in this statue at that time, so naturally I don't know what happened."
Ye Bufan was disappointed for a while. He originally wanted to get some information from here, but now it seems that the other party doesn't know as much as he does.
Time was limited, so he immediately asked: "You have left your inheritance in this statue, and you are not afraid of it being taken away by others after so many years? Or you can destroy the statue directly."
"There is nothing to be afraid of. If I am not completely killed and reincarnated, those people will definitely hope that this statue will find my reincarnation and it cannot be destroyed.
In other words, if I had not escaped into reincarnation, it would have been destroyed, and there would be no use in staying."
The strong man in golden armor said, "As for taking it away, it is even more impossible, because the inheritance is not here at all, who can take it away?"
Ye Bufan was a little surprised: "Not here?"
The strong man in golden armor said: "Do you need to say more? If my inheritance is here, how could you come to the Holy Realm of Chaos so quickly?"
Ye Bufan seemed to understand: "You mean, the inheritance is on me?"
"That's right."
The golden-armored man said, "Back then, I declared that I would keep the inheritance in this statue, but in fact, I secretly entrusted the power of inheritance to my wife Linghu Lige."
Hearing these words, Ye Bufan's mood suddenly became a little confused. He had obtained the inheritance, which meant that Linghu Lige had not betrayed.
In other words, the current Lord of the Vientiane Heavenly Palace is a fake, and the strange woman he saved is the real Linghu Lige.
Then he asked: "So there is nothing inside the statue?"
The strong man in golden armor said: "Of course not, I made two preparations at the beginning. If there is really nothing inside the statue, how could it possibly be deceived by people with ulterior motives.
So I also left something here, but it is not a inheritance, but the key to the last inheritance."
Ye Bufan was a little confused: "What key?"
"The inheritance I left behind has a total of four levels. You should have acquired three levels of ancient medicine inheritance by coming here, and no one can open the last level without the key."
After the golden-armored man said this, Ye Bufan suddenly realized. Before, he was a little strange as to why the power of inheritance left in his previous life was so weak.
If this is the case, how long will it take to rebuild to the height of the past? The biggest possibility is that it will have fallen halfway before it is completed. It turns out that everything is due to reservations in the previous life.
The strong man in golden armor said: "Do you understand everything now? That's all I know. When I help you open the fourth level of inheritance and have absolute power, the rest will be left to you."
"Wait a moment!"
Ye Bufan quickly stopped him, "I'm afraid this won't work. The time limit outside is only a quarter of an hour, and now it's almost a third.
Time is running out and I don't have time to tell you in detail.
Anyway, the mastermind who murdered you back then is standing outside. If I can’t complete the acquisition of the inheritance, I won’t even be able to save my life.”
This is indeed what he is most worried about. Now it is speculated that the biggest conspiracy of Wanxiang Tiangong lies here.
When he gets the inheritance, he will definitely take action without any hesitation.
"Don't worry, it won't take too long. The reason why I split the power of inheritance into four levels back then was for many reasons, one of which was to prevent this from happening."
The golden-armored man raised his hand and pointed at the wheel of light beside him. This is the wheel of years of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure. If you go inside and practice, one day can be as good as one year outside.
I left fifty Chaos Orbs back then, which can make the Wheel of Time run for a quarter of an hour. Although the time is not too long, it is enough to absorb the power of inheritance.
"Well!"
Ye Bufan was surprised and happy in his heart. What he was happy about was that there was such a good thing as the Wheel of Time. One day of practice could equal one year outside. It was simply a treasure that defied the heavens.
Surprisingly, this thing consumes too much. Fifty Chaos Orbs are needed in a quarter of an hour. Who can afford this?
But now he couldn't think about it so much and stepped directly into the light wheel.
After getting ready, the golden-armored man raised his hand and waved, a golden light penetrated his eyebrows, and then there was a loud bang in his mind.
This feeling is too familiar. It has happened three times before, but this time there is not much information in my mind. It is more about the endless energy bursting out in the sea of consciousness and then rushing into the body.
In the main hall, the golden light from the light beam emitted from the statue's head shone, but no one knew what was happening inside. And just a moment later, two figures flashed out, and they were Linghu Lige in white and the middle-aged scribe.
