The marching army moved forward in an unwavering stride, as always, with two cloaked figures in the sky leading them, just as before.
A small bird, hidden underneath the shade of a huge tree, observed the marching army.
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Its head bobbed up and down, and its pupils were inverted blue, with a dim light glowing in its eyes.
"They are very close and should be able to reach here in about a week," Fang Yin muttered, his eyes also inverted and glowing blue like the bird's.
"Is a week enough?" Lu Zhen wondered, a strange expression on his face.
"Hmm, I don't know," Fang Yin shook his head with a sigh. "The inheritance cave is a mystery to me. I still haven't gone there. However, from my knowledge, those who have gone there sometimes come out after just an hour, while others take years..."
"Then this is troublesome," Lu Zhen said, a frown on his face.
"We have to wait for Lu Ming as well. It seems we won't be able to go to the inheritance anytime soon," Fang Yin sighed.
Just then, the bird, which had been hiding in the tree, was spotted by two figures flying above the army.
One of the figures instantly moved, reaching the place and slightly extending his hand forward, although it was a light move, a gigantic hand formed in mid-air crushing the tree and the bird together.
Boom!
Fang Yin's eyes returned from glowing blue to normal, and his inverted eyes also reverted.
"They found my bird," he said, looking at Lu Zhen.
"Do you have a plan on how to defeat them?"
"Yes, I do have a plan," a sneer gradually formed on Lu Zhen's face.
"Let's wait until the ancestor breaks through now."
The ghostly army still marched tirelessly without any signs of exhaustion. They were firm, steady, and no terrain could stop them. The demonic beasts who dared to even there sight were slaughtered as if they were fish on a chopping board.
....
Lu Ming sat in a meditative position, his entire body radiating a profound aura of wood that surrounded him. The green light slowly turned into wood, and some seeped into the ground, creating plants near him.
Suddenly, his aura was released, growing violent by the minute. Right at his forehead, a small crack appeared, and an eye popped out, curious as it looked around the place like a newborn baby.
Boom!
Lu Ming clenched his jaws, wincing in pain, his pupils constricted, and his bones make cracking noises simultaneously. His aura became more violent with time passing.
"Is that the bloodline?" Fang Yin asked curiously.
"Yeah, it should be the feature of this particular bloodline," Lu Zhen replied, his crimson eyes glinting.
"Hmm? How peculiar, a creature with a third eye. I think I have read about it somewhere," Fang Yin said with a thoughtful expression.
"The bloodline is of Trioptic Specter," Lu Zhen replied with a smile on his face.
"Oh?" Fang Yin raised his eyebrows in surprise. "What a weird name."
"Yes," Lu Zhen nodded his head.
"Oh, Lu Ming has succeeded," Fang Yin exclaimed with a smile on his face.
The surroundings around Fang Yin gradually calmed down, with his expression returning to neutral again. The pure vitality with the wood element gradually returned to his body.
The once-violent aura of Lu Ming calmed to a serene and gentle one, like a breeze gently knocking on one.
Even though he was releasing his aura, it almost felt like it was a harmless mortal aura instead of a powerhouse.
Lu Ming opened his eyes, which shone with a green light.