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A hundred breaths later, the blood pearl showed a faint sword intent.

“Reopen the altar and spread the inheritance.”

Handing the blood pearl back, Han Muye spoke in a low voice.

Shan Cang opened his mouth and swallowed the blood pearl. His entire body trembled, and golden sword light shone in his eyes.

He looked at Han Muye in shock.

It was hard to imagine that Han Muye had actually changed the memories in his bloodline inheritance.

The power required completely surpassed their entire clan.

Moreover, there were several sword techniques in the new inheritance.

He had a close combat sword, a flying sword that hid his tracks, and a sword technique that used qi to control his sword.

These were all extremely compatible with the bloodline power of their Lynx Clan.

With such methods, the combat strength of the Lynx Clan would be countless times stronger!

“Shan Cang, thank you for the reward, Master.”

The big cat lowered its head to Han Muye, then its figure flashed and appeared on the clan’s altar.

To Shan Cang, Han Muye had changed his bloodline and inherited memories.

Han Muye fused the inherited memories and controlled their bloodline.

In the future, Han Muye would be the master of this lynx clan.

“Roar—”

With a low growl, the lynxes walked to the altar and sat down cross-legged.

A blood-colored light appeared above their heads.

They were accepting a new inheritance.

Countless spiritual lights intertwined and transformed into the phantom of a 100-foot-long blood-colored lynx.

Sword light appeared in the eyes of the lynx phantom.

This lynx had the shadow of a ferocious tiger.

Looking back to the ancient times, perhaps there really was some connection between the lynxes and the tigers.

Standing in the straw hut and looking at the lynx phantom, Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

He saw many secrets on this lynx.

There were traces of tiger bloodline and many other impure powers.

The demons of the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm devoured all kinds of bloodlines to improve their bloodlines. Unknowingly, all kinds of bloodline powers fused together.

Purification or blending was a cultivation path.

Cultivation had many choices.

“Boom!”

In the distance, a rumble sounded.

Vital energy phantoms appeared.

The powerhouses of the civet clan.

Xiang Lingshuang stood up and bent down slightly to prevent himself from flipping over the thatched roof.

“Senior Brother Han, shall I go take a look?”

The aura of power coming from there was much more dense than that of the Lynx Clan.

Han Muye shook his head and chuckled. “I want to see if they’re qualified to be sword cultivators.”

He was looking at the altar ahead.

One by one, the lynx clansmen stood up with short blades in their hands. Their figures turned into black shadows and quietly disappeared.

If Han Muye had not controlled the inheritance of the Lynx Clan, he would not have been able to sense where these Lynx Clan members had gone.

Xiang Lingshuang looked surprised.

In the straw hut, the white fox lying on the long table looked up at Han Muye.

In the distance, civets in black armor rushed towards the clan’s base.

The power displayed by these civet clansmen were all Foundation Establishment cultivators.

With the strength of these civets, they could completely crush the entire Lynx Clan.

No wonder this clan could only be a vassal of the Civet Clan.

“Kill—”

The civet expert at the front shouted and roared. He waved the long-handled battle ax in his hand, causing wind blades to collide with the clan’s base.

However, just as he shouted, his expression suddenly changed.

A grayish-black figure appeared five feet in front of him, holding a short black blade and stabbing him in the chest.

“Slash—”

The short blade stabbed into the black armor, causing sparks to fly.

The Civet Clan expert’s face first turned pale from fear, then it turned red from anger.

He was actually stabbed by a weak lynx!

“Go to hell—”

He raised the long ax in his hand high.

At this moment, three short blades flashed from his armpits and neck!

Blood splattered!

This powerhouse of the Civet Clan who had the combat strength of the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage was assassinated just like that!

The blood threads turned into nothingness. Clearly, they had been collected by the surrounding Lynx clansmen.

In the secret realm, could absorb the bloodline power of powerful enemies by killing them.

This was the fastest way to increase his cultivation and combat strength.

This was also the most dangerous reason in the secret realm.

As long as one killed, one could obtain strength.

However, this also happened to protect the continuation of many weak clans.

Powerful clans. Those experts disdained to kill weak clans.

There were no tangible benefits.

“Not bad,” Han Muye said softly as he watched a clean assassination.

Xiang Lingshuang didn’t dare to believe it. He stood there in a daze.

If these lynxes had such combat strength before, he would have to spend a lot of effort.

The assassination of the civet expert was only the beginning.

One by one, the lynx clansmen walked out of the base. Their figures turned into black shadows as they rushed to the battlefield.

They were faster and their movements were stranger.

Someone approached and cut the wrist meridians of the lynx experts with the short blade in his hand. Then he stabbed forward and stabbed the short blade into the gap between the chest and abdomen armor.

Someone raised his hand and the short blade in his hand flew out. It spun in the air and swept across the necks of several beaver powerhouses, causing blood to splatter.

Swordsmanship.

Killing technique.

At this moment, the blood-colored light was enchanting. Every time it rose, a life would be lost.

Huang Zhihu bit her lips, as if she did not dare to look, but she seemed to be attracted by the flashing sword light.

Xiang Lingshuang stood there and clenched his fists. He muttered, “If I kill people like this, my hands won’t be stained with blood…”

In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, more than a thousand lynx experts were killed.

The lynx clansmen who attacked all had blood qi surging from their bodies, and a few of them had spiritual light appear above their heads.

This was a sign that his cultivation realm had increased.

He drew the power of blood into his body and killed powerful enemies. At this moment, these lynxes were no longer the low-level race that had been enslaved by other races.

When the last panicked lynx expert was caught up by a sword light and his spine was directly shattered, cheers sounded on the battlefield.

Many lynx clansmen knelt on the ground, their faces red.

The Civet Clan that had originally enslaved them was actually defeated so easily.

“Bang!”

On the altar at the center of the clan, a flame rose.

The golden flames emitted a golden-red glow and a warm light.

All the lynx clansmen bathed in the light of the flames were surrounded by spiritual light.

Their bloodline power had increased!

At this moment, all the lynxes in the clan felt that their bloodline power had changed.

Strength, speed, and even lifespan.

The increase in bloodline power was comprehensive.

Shan Cang’s figure appeared on the altar, his entire body flickering with golden demonic patterns.

It was much stronger than before.

With a move, Shan Cang landed in front of Han Muye.

“Master, do you need us to attack and destroy the civets here?”

Devouring the other party’s bloodline power could increase one’s strength.

Shan Cang had long wanted to kill the Civet Clan.

Now that the strength of the entire race had increased, it could no longer suppress the restlessness in its heart.

This was how the demons were. Most of the time, they acted according to the power in their bloodline.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and looked at the flames on the altar.

A trace of power came from the flames.

As the controller of the bloodline power, Han Muye could also benefit from this victory.

It seemed that many demon experts had obtained benefits in the secret realm because their bloodline power had increased.

“Go.” Han Muye waved his hand, then turned to look at Xiang Lingshuang. “Go and hold the fort. The lynx clan might have hidden experts.”

Xiang Lingshuang’s face turned red. He hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Han Muye could tell that he had not killed anyone, so he deliberately let him follow.

This kid was strong enough, but he was too benevolent.

If he wanted to go far on the path of cultivation, how could his hands not be stained with blood?

The 8,000 lynx clansmen quietly left the base.

When the sky turned dark, these people, who were covered in blood energy, quietly returned.

When they stepped into the clan’s base, the flames on the altar curled up and turned into a hundred-foot-long flame that illuminated the night.

A vigorous bloodline power rushed into Han Muye’s body.

“Looks like I can integrate a few more sword techniques into my bloodline.”

Looking at the flames on the altar, Han Muye spoke softly.

In a day, the combat strength of these lynx clansmen had increased tenfold.

It was a good start.