"Yes, but it may not work!" Zhang Youyi looked at Qin Yu and said.
"I would like to hear the details." Qin Yu said.
Now that I have been infected with the karma of the Heavenly Clan, it may be difficult for me to leave the Pure Land City alive.
Zhang Youyi stared at Qin Yu for a long time without finishing his words. After a long time, she said, "Have you ever dealt with them?"
"Not yet!" Qin Yu shook his head.
"In this case, there is only one way, to pretend to be my Celestial Clan!" Zhang Youyi said.
"How to impersonate?" Qin Yu asked.
"Swallow them all. I'm telling you some of the secrets of the Heavenly Clan. However, it depends on you whether you can hide it from them." Zhang Youyi glanced at the half-dead spirits of the Heavenly Clan next to him and said.
Qin Yu looked at the remaining powerful souls of the Celestial Clan, then at Zhang Youyi, and said, "Can this be done?"
"This is the only way. Plus what I told you, there is a certain chance that you can get through." Zhang Youyi said.
"Okay, I'll give it a try, but I advise you that if I have any shortcomings, don't even think about leaving. You should also see how extraordinary this world is, and even the top experts cannot find it." Qin Yu finished speaking.
It began to devour those half-dead powerful souls of the Heavenly Clan.
Qin Yu didn't care whether this sentence was useful or not, but he at least wanted to let Zhang Youyi know her situation, otherwise, if he did something wrong, he would really be in danger of catastrophe.
Zhang Youyi looked at Qin Yu, her expression changed, and finally she took a deep breath and continued to close her eyes.
Qin Yu is now extremely powerful in all aspects, and it is easy to swallow these powerful souls of the heavenly clan.
However, in order to be more like the powerful soul of the Celestial Clan, it is beneficial for others to integrate the powerful soul of the Celestial Clan into their own soul.
Now that he has been targeted by the descendants of the Heavenly Clan, there is no other way but this.
I just hope that the karma of the Heavenly Clan in me will not increase anymore. Then, it will be unexplainable.
One month later.
Qin Yu devoured all the remaining powerful souls of the Celestial Clan. Although Qin Yu deliberately preserved them, he still exuded a lot of the aura of the Celestial Clan.
"Fellow Taoist, what should I do next?" After finishing swallowing, Qin Yu adjusted his breath and asked.
Zhang Youyi opened her eyes, looked at Qin Yu, and said: "Next, remember every word I said, these can prove that you are a Celestial Clan!"
Qin Yu stared at Zhang Youyi with burning eyes and nodded.
"There are many bloodlines in the Celestial Clan, and I belong to..." Zhang Youyi began to tell Qin Yu about the history of the Celestial Clan, especially some of the secrets of her family.
Only in this way can it be proved that Qin Yu is a true member of the Celestial Clan.
Needless to say, in order to gain Qin Yu's trust, Zhang Youyi also risked her life, but now she has no room or capital to resist at all, so she can only delay it as long as possible.
Half a day later.
Qin Yu learned a lot about the Celestial Clan from Zhang Youyi. He kept these things in mind and said, "I have devoured so many powerful Celestial Clan souls, so there should be more Celestial Clan karma in my body, right? How to explain this?"
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"Judging from what you said, the strength of these people is not very high. They can only feel the karma of the Celestial Clan in you, but cannot see how much it really is. Don't worry about this!" Zhang Youyi said.
Qin Yu nodded, pondered for a long time, stared at Zhang Youyi and said: "Is there any connection between the Tianling Forbidden Land and the ancient battlefield?"
Qin Yu is now worried that there is a connection between the Tianling Forbidden Land and the ancient battlefield. By then, he will have fallen into a trap.
"Although we have cultivated forces outside over the years, we have not yet reached the point where we can cross the sky. However, it probably won't be long." Zhang Youyi replied.
Zhang Youyi felt extremely helpless in her heart. Qin Yu's vigilance made it difficult for her to find any flaws.
Qin Yu did not answer and left the bronze mirror world directly. He did not return to the inn, but came to the space of the tombstone of gods and demons.
Although Zhang Youyi told the truth, Qin Yu still felt vaguely unsafe.
Once you pretend to be a Celestial Clan, you will be caught accidentally. If your soul is searched, all your secrets will be exposed, and you will definitely die.
Therefore, Zhang Youyi’s words can be believed, but not entirely!
To be on the safe side, Qin Yu decided to find the sword-carrying slave.
Only in this way can everything be ensured.
After entering the space of the Tomb of Gods and Demons, Qin Yu came to the sword-carrying slave and said: "Senior, I have encountered a dilemma now. I am..."
Qin Yu didn't care whether the sword-carrying slave listened or not, and told him everything about his current situation and what Zhang Youyi said.
After all, the sword-carrying slave has carried swords for several great emperors, and his experience is definitely beyond the comparison of ordinary people.
After Qin Yu finished speaking, there was no movement from the sword-carrying slave.
Qin Yu looked at the sword-carrying slave who turned a deaf ear and not only smiled bitterly in his heart, but he also didn't force it.
The sword-carrying slave has helped him a lot, maybe he doesn't know about this.
Just when Qin Yu stood up and was about to leave, he heard an old voice saying: "Mask." The person who spoke was the sword-carrying slave.
Qin Yu was stunned. Mask? He glanced at the space of the Tomb of the Demon and saw no mask.
Afterwards, Qin Yu looked at Naxu Ring again. Finally, his consciousness fell on the three-color mask, and he quickly took out the mask.
"Senior, are you talking about this mask?" Qin Yu looked at the three-color mask in his hand and was surprised.
He still remembered that he got this mask from Xumitian, and together with the mask was the pitch-black box that he couldn't open.
After getting it, Qin Yu checked it for a long time but couldn't find any clues, so he threw it into the Naxu Ring.
Only then did Qin Yu remember it again when he heard the sword-carrying slave's words.
After making sure that there were no other masks on him, Qin Yu held the mask in his hand, but felt nothing else.
After pondering for a long time, Qin Yu tried to inject power into the mask, but there was still no response from the mask.
Then, Qin Yu sprayed a mouthful of blood into the mask, but the mask still didn't respond.
How to use this mask?
Qin Yu pondered for a moment, looked at the mask, put it on his face, and tried to inject the power of the Holy Yuan into it.
But still no use.
Could it be that this mask is not what the Sword Slave is talking about? But I don’t have any other masks on me.
Unwilling to be reconciled, Qin Yu took off his mask, looked at the three colors of masks with different patterns engraved on each color, and fell into deep thought.
"Since the Sword Bearer Slave mentioned this mask, could it be that this mask can turn me into a Celestial Clan?" Qin Yu's pupils narrowed, looking at the three colors of the mask, his heart suddenly jumped wildly.
"If that's true, then... do the three sides of this mask... represent the three major races of gods, demons, and heaven?" Qin Yu took a deep breath, startled by his own thought.
Suppressing his inner surprise, Qin Yu put the mask on his face, trying to sink his mind into the golden side of the mask.
Just when Qin Yu's mind penetrated into the mask, Qin Yu's hair suddenly stood on end. He only felt a cold feeling on his face, and the mask actually blended into his face!