392: Inheritance? I can’t hand over the inheritance!

Following that urgent mental shriek, the terrifying, earth-shattering Aura around Lu Hao abruptly receded, like a surging tide instantly pulling back.

But the spatial tremors did not immediately cease; countless dark crack (cracks) still spread menacingly, emitting an ear-splitting "creak" as if they could shatter completely at any moment.

The sea of Holy Light surrounding Lu Hao was a mess, riddled with annihilated voids.

Outside, the Seal, which had been rapidly weakening, finally stabilized, but its power, drastically reduced, would only last for three more days before vanishing.

Three days were nowhere near enough for the Demonic Thought to perform Possession on Su Lin Yun!

"Good, come here and we'll talk," Lu Hao said indifferently, his words carrying an undeniable domineering Aura.

The Demonic Thought dared not delay; he was genuinely afraid that the other party would destroy the entire Legacy space.

The power of teleportation instantly activated, and soon a black hole appeared in the space before Lu Hao, and a somewhat transparent, pale golden halo materialized before Lu Hao's eyes.

Lu Hao wasted no words; with an ethereal grasp, he seized the pale golden halo and pulled it into his palm.

Then he held it before him, examining it closely.

The Demonic Thought hadn't expected Lu Hao to act immediately upon meeting, so he quickly begged for mercy:

"Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist, let's talk this through properly; don't be so impulsive!"

Facing Lu Hao at close range, the Demonic Thought's perception became even clearer!

That terrifying sense of oppression was not merely energy suppression, but an absolute crushing force stemming from the very level of life and the essence of existence!

He felt his weak will was like a faint candle flame in a storm; the other party only needed a single thought to extinguish him completely!

Lu Hao remained silent, merely gazing coldly at the pale golden halo.

"Fellow Daoist, calm your anger! Calm your anger!"

The Demonic Thought's voice was filled with fear and humility, devoid of any pride befitting a Half-Immortal expert:

"It was I... it was I who offended! I did not know this woman was someone Fellow Daoist valued! I absolutely had no intention of harming her; I merely... merely wished to complete the Legacy..."

"Legacy?" Lu Hao's lips curled into a mocking arc as he said indifferently, "Does Possessing a Bloodline descendant count as a Legacy?"

The moment the pale golden halo appeared, Lu Hao understood many things.

The pale golden halo trembled violently, as if its deepest secret had been exposed, and its voice instantly began to quiver:

"You... how did you know?! No, no, Fellow Daoist misunderstands! That was... that was a Bloodline Fusion, a continuation of life! It was..."

"Where is she?" Lu Hao directly interrupted his excuse (explanation): "Immediately, send her to me completely unharmed. Otherwise..."

Lu Hao's words were filled with killing intent, and the pale golden halo swayed intensely.

"Good! Good! Fellow Daoist, calm your anger! I will transmit her out now! Fellow Daoist, could you spare my small life?"

"Depends on your performance."

"Good, good..."

The Demonic Thought dared not hesitate in the slightest, immediately activating his remaining power.

Buzz!

In the Void Realm not far in front of Lu Hao, space twisted, and a figure, unconscious, slowly materialized.

It was Su Lin Yun!

Her eyes were tightly shut, her face pale, and her Aura weak, clearly having suffered some impact during the transmission process or the Possession process.

Fortunately, her vital signs were still present, and although the fluctuations of her Longevity Bloodline were chaotic, they remained tenacious.

Lu Hao swept his Divine Thought, confirming that Su Lin Yun was merely in a deep coma due to external pressure and was otherwise unharmed; only then did the killing intent in his eyes slightly recede.

But his icy gaze remained fixed on the pale golden halo.

"Fellow Daoist... the person has been delivered... you see..."

The Demonic Thought's voice was filled with caution and flattery.

Lu Hao did not immediately respond. He extended his hand, and a gentle force lifted the unconscious Su Lin Yun, then he pointed a finger, injecting a stream of Qi into her body.

The moment the Qi entered her body, Su Lin Yun's tightly furrowed brows immediately relaxed, and her deeply comatose Divine Soul also began to show signs of recovery.

The Demonic Thought watched from the side, the pale golden halo swaying uneasily, as if awaiting its final judgment.

The entire Holy Light space, on the verge of shattering, fell into a deathly silence.

Only the faint "creaking" sound of spreading spatial cracks, like the whisper of death, could be heard.

A moment later, Lu Hao withdrew his hands. He had checked, and Su Lin Yun's body was fine. Next was the matter of the Legacy.

Lu Hao looked at the pale golden halo and said indifferently, "Hand over the Legacy!"

His tone, though cold, was much better than before.

"Ah? Legacy? What Legacy?"

"Hmm? Are you playing dumb with me? The Saint Lord Inheritance! What other Legacy could it be?"

"Fellow Daoist, to be honest, I cannot produce the Saint Lord Inheritance right now..."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Hao's voice suddenly rose.

If he had worked so hard for nothing, and Su Lin Yun couldn't obtain the Saint Lord Inheritance, wouldn't all his efforts be in vain?

Most importantly, wouldn't he be unable to obtain his Hongmeng Undying Body?

Lu Hao found this somewhat unacceptable. It was already rare for the System to issue a task; he had to complete it no matter what!

"Are you serious?"

The Demonic Thought gave a bitter laugh: "Fellow Daoist, it's absolutely true. I genuinely do not have the Saint Lord Inheritance right now."

"Back then, the task given by the Saint Lord to that wisp of Divine Thought was to pass down the Legacy to a fated person, but the activation of that Legacy required the dissipation of the Divine Thought as a price. Once the fated person obtained the Legacy, the Divine Thought would completely dissipate."

"But I am a Demonic Thought; after devouring that Divine Thought, I have already consumed too much. Even if I completely dissipate, it would be impossible to produce a complete Saint Lord Inheritance..."

"Look at my current state; it's only maintained because I absorbed some of the Cultivator's vital blood and Bloodline who died at Su Lin Yun's hands earlier. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'd be even weaker."

Lu Hao was somewhat speechless... What kind of situation was this...

However, he didn't lose his composure over this. After all, good things take time; he understood that principle.

"Then tell me, how can one obtain the Legacy?" Lu Hao's indifferent words spread throughout this Legacy land.

In the Saint Lord Inheritance land, deep within the sea of Holy Light, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, like solidified lead. If any other Cultivators were present, they likely wouldn't even dare to breathe aloud.

Upon hearing this, the pale golden halo clearly struggled slightly in Lu Hao's hand, indicating its desire to break free.

Seeing this, Lu Hao released his grip. He was confident that this Demonic Thought could never play tricks under his watchful eye.