The Inheritance Of The Supreme Immortals

"Argh!" An elder vampire weakened by Sam harvesting his life force and giving it to his sister, Mira, spat out thick blood as he kneeled to the ground, clenching his chest.

"We are going to die," Alexander said, gripping his chest, which was hurting intensely.

"Looks like the pain is finally bringing the reality to your pig brain, you selfish bastard," Adriana smiled slightly as she appeared before the man who burned with anger and humiliation at being called a pig brain in front of everyone.

But could he do anything about it in the situation he was in?

"Adriana, do you want to die?" His stern face expressed anger, but his bloodshot eyes and the clenching of his chest showed just how much pain he was in.

But Adriana couldn't care less about him. She was actually pleased to see that he was in pain.

If possible, she wanted to add more pain of her own.

Adriana narrowed her eyes a little. "Mind your tone, you bastard. Do you think you are in any situation to make threats?"

Alexander clenched his fist, desperately wanting to wipe that smirk off her face.

Only by doing that did he believe he could calm his bleeding heart.

Adriana's smile widened even more. She couldn't put into words her happiness right now.

She had never been more glad that she decided to attend this event because if she didn't, she would have missed her grandson wiping the floor with the old shits of the Azure Dragon Continent.

"Don't fall for her provoking, Alexander," Patriarch Solheart looked at Alexander before turning his gaze to Adriana, who looked at him as if observing a chicken whose head is about to be cut off.

"Don't be too delusional just because your monster of a grandson managed to defeat a few Battle Monarch-level beasts," Patriarch Solheart's bloodshot eyes leaked black blood, which flowed down his corrupted red skin.

"Just look at you," Adriana's face changed into one of disgust.

"You guys are more disgusting-looking than pig shit and all kinds of shit mixed together. It makes me want to puke."

"Laugh all you want, Adriana. Once your grandson falls under the strength of a Great Sage, it will be all over," Patriarch Flareheart snorted and said.

"Just where do you get your confidence, I wonder?" Queen Dracula asked with a smirk, but her aura, expression, and the veins popping up on her forehead told another story.

Clearly, she wasn't too happy about something like this happening in her territory and right under her nose.

"Calm down, Kate. It won't be long before my beloved grandson defeats the Great Sage they have prepared just to be crushed under his foot," Adriana said, ignoring the corrupted figures and looking at Kate with confidence.

"But Adriana, aren't you worried about your grandson? It's a Great Sage," Kate asked.

For some reason, she appeared even more worried than Adriana herself, and she was one of his wives.

"Ara, Kate, are you worried about my grandson?" Adriana asked in surprise.

Kate calmly observed Adriana, "Your grandson has manifested the Dao lotus of the Dao of Blood."

"Oh, I see, so that's why you are so concerned," Adriana nodded, then looked at Kate suspiciously.

"Don't look at me like that. I won't try to do something to your beloved grandson. Quite the opposite, actually. I want to protect him."

"Hmm, aren't you a little bit cautious that someone who is not even a vampire managed to manifest a Dao that is said to be exclusive to the Vampire progenitor, who is also your great-grandfather?"

"I was, but then again, it's not like I can do anything about it unless I risk going to war with your clan. And by the look of things, a bunch of other clans. Not to mention Count Scarlett married his second daughter to your grandson. I certainly don't want to lose one of my men," Kate sighed and shrugged her shoulders.

"True," Adriana smiled.

Back in the arena, Sam frowned, sensing something. "It's actually not a beast but a corrupted man... and looks very different from other corrupted ones."

He looked at the heart of the formation that had been summoning corrupted beasts constantly.

Suddenly, an oppressive red hue, like smoke from burning plastic, began to permeate through the air.

A figure began to appear out of the formation—a man, a corrupted man, but different from the others.

His body was a light shade of black, with black blood staining his already nauseating and sickening form, making it look even more abhorrent.

His disfigured face and empty eye sockets made him repulsive, his skin riddled with holes as if pipes were stabbed there, rotting like a dead body.

There was only one word that came to Sam's mind when he saw the being before his eyes: grotesque.

"Looks like something that birthed due to a very evil experiment gone very wrong," Sam snorted as he summoned his Arashin Aegis Bow and pulled its shiny string, a crimson arrow made out of his crimson dragon flames appearing.

Aiming at the grotesque being, he loosened his grip, and the arrow shot out, landing on the figure.

An explosion occurred, but the ugly figure remained unscathed, now focused on Sam with a creepy growl.

"I guess that was expected," Sam narrowed his eyes.

He disappeared and reappeared before the grotesque being, a Great Sage, and punched him in the chest.

The punch only managed to push the grotesque figure a few meters back.

The ugly dude growled even more uglily, extending his fingers with long black nails.

<Master, again, please be careful. That black substance coming from his body is very dangerous and much denser than even the beasts. I strongly recommend no physical contact>

"What is that black substance exactly?"

<I can't tell exactly what it is, but from my senses, I could tell it has strong devil Qi mixed with something that has a corrupting reaction on physical contact with organic materials.>

"The presence of devil Qi is not surprising, but the other stuff is interesting. Can you gather more data on it?"

<Right now, I can't. But with your help, it is possible to gather more data, Master.>

"Is that so? What do I need to do?"

<Master, I didn't tell you this before, but your unique innate ability, Devour, is perfectly in sync with the analyzing function of the codex. So, as long as you devour something and give the codex permission to analyze, the codex is one hundred percent capable of analyzing it to the atomic level.>

Sam fell silent for a millisecond. "I just need to devour some of that black substance, right?"

"Yes, master," came the response.

Dodging an incoming claw attack, Sam summoned his Astral Ascendant Sword and slashed vertically.

The blade landed on the creature's chest, tearing through flesh like a slaughtered pig.

Yet, the grotesque being seemed unfazed by the wound, showing no signs of pain.

"It doesn't feel pain, huh?" Sam remarked as he watched the wound rapidly heal before his eyes.

"In exchange for rapid healing, he lost his mind? Quite the bargain there, buddy," Sam mused. Wanting to test the extent of the creature's regeneration, he wasted no time and slashed his flame-covered sword right at its shoulder.

The creature's arm was severed at the shoulder, falling to the ground.

But, Slowly, the flesh of its shoulder began to regenerate.

"He can regenerate severed limbs, but very slowly. Which means he can be killed as long as we crush his body completely," Sam concluded with a smile.

"For a second, I thought it was like my immortal body, which theoretically cannot be destroyed."

Manipulating his spiritual energy, Sam collected a bottle of the black blood from the creature's body.

"Time to analyze," Sam declared, invoking his never-before-seen ability, his unique innate power, Devour, and Devoured the black substance floating in the air.

<Gained access to the Unknown substance.>

<Fragmenting out the Unknown substance into different Segments.>

<Beginning the analysis>

<One part of the unknown substance is identified as pure Devil Qi.>

<An unregistered matter is detected mixed in with the Devil Qi.>

<Analyzing the unregistered matter.>

GROWL!!!

As Sam watched the screen floating in his field of vision, an ugly growl interrupted him.

"Tch, this bastard is persistent." Sam clenched his fist and punched the ugly being right in its chest, but to his surprise, the creature didn't budge.

Before Sam could think of a coherent reason for its sudden increase in defense, something came out of nowhere and struck his body, sending him crashing to the ground.

Sam looked at his broken arm and then casually observed the grotesque being, which now had a long lizard-like tail wriggling dangerously.

"It has a tail now?" Sam muttered.

Kate looked at the corrupted man. "Bastard, what the hell is that thing?"

"That thing used to be an elder of my clan who sacrificed himself for the greater good. God bless him," Patriarch Solheart said.

Kate pointed at the nightmarish creature. "You turned one of your own men into this... thing? You ruthless motherf*cker."

"Hmph, you wouldn't understand," Patriarch Solheart snorted and looked at the grotesque being floating in the sky.

As moments passed, his already black-shaded skin began to be covered with bulging black veins that looked like they could burst out at any time.

"It won't be long before he finishes off that thing. Once he does, the barrier will be weakened, and then it's your turn to be punished for your crimes," Kate said matter-of-factly, crossing her arms.

"You don't get it, do you?" Patriarch Solheart sneered. "He might have failed to achieve his evolution, but in failing, he was reborn as something much better than his old feeble dragon body."

"You have created nothing but a weak monster," Kate retorted, as if finding the whole thing very amusing.

"Monster? That he may be, but weak? No," he said with a confident smile. 'Well, even if one can't do it, three should be all right.'

No one knew what he was thinking.

Back in the arena, Sam looked at the being, which looked like it was about to burst into a thousand pieces.

Its aura was also growing slowly.

"Just what did they do to you?" he muttered.

Sam held his Astral Ascendant Sword as his own aura grew stronger. "From that exchange, I can tell I'm not a match for it."

His body began to be covered with crimson and white aura, harmonizing as his body transformed.

His height grew a few inches, and two huge white wings, covered in crimson-colored patterns that looked more prominent than before, extended behind his back.

His beautiful skin gained a tan before dragon scales appeared, covering his tanned skin.

The scales were snow white and covered in crimson-colored root-like patterns.

His ocean-like blue eyes turned a crimson hue with vertical pupils like a bloody demon.

On his forehead, two crimson dragon horns about 35cm grew, bending backward and pointing to the purple sky.

While his white hair gained crimson accents as it grew down to his shoulders, reaching his back.

The temperature around him became chaotic as it shifted between burning hot and freezing cold.

<Your pseudo-dragon transformation is complete.>

<Your physical strength and defense have increased significantly.>

<Your senses have sharpened significantly.>

<You have gained the Racial skill: Bloodline Suppression.>

『Bloodline Suppression: As long as the skill is used on a lower-level dragon than the master, the dragon will lose all their will to fight and will have a lingering sense of fear as long as the master is in his pseudo-dragon form.』

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