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The Ancestral Land was the Human Race's deepest heritage.
As long as the Ancestral Land was not destroyed, the Human Race's heritage would not be destroyed.
The Ancestral Land opened once every 100 years. The reason there was a limit was that the Human Race's ancestors wanted to nurture their descendants.
Almost every time the Ancestral Land opened, there would be martial artists who would soar to the sky.
The current leaders of the Four Great Sacred Lands had entered the Ancestral Land when they were young.
Their achievements today were inseparable from the Ancestral Land.
The three Divine Races led by the Yuan Race were independent from the Human Sacred Lands.
But deep in their hearts, they had always thought of themselves as humans.
Occasionally, there would be some internal strife and even competition.
But when it came to dealing with the alien races, they would not hesitate at all.
This also meant that the Human Race was an iron bucket, and the alien races had no chance to attack.
Seeing that the Ancestral Land was about to open once every 100 years, the Four Great Sacred Lands were already bustling with activity.
Recently, the Four Great Sacred Lands had been selecting Creation Realm martial artists to enter the Ancestral Land. It was very lively.
When there were only three months left before the Ancestral Land opened, the candidates were finally decided.
However, there was a problem in the Human Sacred Lands during this period.
Out of the 100 people who had been selected, one of them suddenly had to be removed.
Everyone was very confused. Hadn't they worked so hard for so many years to enter the Ancestral Land?
At this juncture, no one was willing to withdraw.
However, there was an order from the higher-ups that one of the 100 people had to withdraw.
"What does that mean?"
"Why do we have to withdraw one person?"
"Did our efforts all this time go to waste?"
Such discordant voices came from the Human Sacred Lands.
Although the Sacred Lord was the ruler of the Human Race, they were unwilling to submit.
They would not withdraw unless they were given a reason to work together.
"Give us a reason."
Many martial artists were shouting loudly, demanding the Human Sacred Lands to give them a reason.
After the high-level elders reported this matter to the Sacred Lord, the latter pondered for a moment and then said, "Let them gather at the square."
"Yes, Sacred Lord."
Before long, 100 martial artists all gathered in the plaza.
They discussed with each other, not knowing what the Sacred Lord was up to.
The Human Sacred Lord sent a voice transmission to Sanguinati and asked him to come to the Human Sacred Lands as soon as possible. It was related to the Ancestral Land.
When Fang Chen heard the news, he immediately took the teleportation array and arrived at the Holy Land.
"Holy Master, why are you in such a rush? Is something the matter?" asked Fang Chen.
"I gave you a spot to inherit the Holy Land, but some warriors are not willing. They need you to prove it yourself," the Human Clan's Holy Master said calmly.
Hearing this, Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, and then came to a realization.
It looked like the Holy Lord wanted him to show off his skills to those martial artists who disagreed, intimidating them a little.
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The Sacred Master of the Human Race led the Sanguinati to the plaza.
"Everyone, the reason why I have one of you withdraw is because I have given the final spot to the Green Bamboo Isle's Isle Master, Sanguinati."
The Human Race's Holy Master's words had successfully angered Fang Chen.
Countless vicious eyes fell on Fang Chen.
The latter curled his lips. Soon after, he raised his head and calmly looked to the front.
"The last spot goes to Sanguinati."
"Why? Just because he is the Green Bamboo Island Master?"
"But he is too weak. He is not qualified to enter the Inheritance Ancestor's Land."
"I don't agree to give the last spot to Sanguinati unless he can defeat one of us."
The crowd was in an uproar.
The martial artists who were ranked at the bottom were very firm in their opposition.
The Human Race's Holy Master had already expected this. He smiled and looked at Fang Chen.
His meaning was obvious. He wanted Fang Chen to settle the rest.
Fang Chen nodded slightly and stepped forward.
The spot to enter the Inheritance Ancestor's Land was extremely precious.
It was impossible to make these people withdraw voluntarily.
Therefore, he could only use his fists to conquer them and let them know that he was qualified to enter the Inheritance Ancestor's Land.
Fang Chen waved his hand and signaled for everyone to be quiet.
Soon after, he opened his mouth and said, "Everyone, you are all elites selected by the Holy Land. You don't just rely on words, right?"
Hearing this, everyone stared fiercely at Fang Chen.
"Since I dared to come here, I have already prepared all the countermeasures.
The universe is vast, and the strong are respected. Everyone should understand this principle, so I won't say any more nonsense. Since I want to snatch a spot from everyone, then I will use my actions to prove that I have the qualifications to obtain this spot. "Fang Chen's voice was sonorous and powerful as it resounded through the square.
The crowd quieted down.
Some of the martial artists who were ranked at the bottom had cold anger on their faces. They clenched their fists and were eager to fight.
As for the few top geniuses standing in the front row, they did not even open their eyes to look at Fang Chen from the beginning until the end.
They were the most elite geniuses among the 100 people. They were so powerful that the entire Mortal Universe was shocked.
Therefore, no matter how the spots changed, their positions would not be affected.
"Boring."
Someone shook his head and was a little unhappy.
"Who doesn't agree with me, Sanguinati? Please enlighten me." Fang Chen cupped his fists and said to the crowd.
As soon as he finished speaking, a few people rushed out and were ready to fight.
"Lad, you are too arrogant. Let me teach you how to behave."
"Let me do it."
"I will destroy his arrogance."
A few martial artists came out in succession. However, they were ranked at the bottom.
The few who were shouting fiercely earlier quietened down.
"Everyone, how about giving me a chance?"
The man with the surname Qin cupped his fists and said to the few martial artists who wanted to attack Fang Chen.
When the others saw this, they shook their heads and gave up.
A trace of anger flashed in the depths of the man with the surname Qin. He walked in front of Fang Chen.
"Lad, the Human Race's Sacred Land is not as simple as you think." The man with the surname Qin said gloomily, "Let's talk with our fists."
The man with the surname Qin's cultivation had reached the fourth level of the Creation Realm.
It was already impressive if one could reach the Creation Realm before the age of 100.
It was not easy for this person to reach the fourth level of the Creation Realm.
However, Fang Chen did not treat him as an enemy at all.
"You make the first move," Fang Chen said nonchalantly.
When he saw that Fang Chen was not nervous at all, the man with the surname Qin's face darkened and he said angrily, "Lad, you are courting death."
With that, the man with the surname Qin attacked.
He opened his large hand and a powerful force instantly surged out.
He grabbed with his large hand and the void was torn apart.
"Go."
The man with the surname Qin shouted. His large hand carried a suffocating aura as it grabbed at Fang Chen's head.
"Scram."
There was only one word in response to the man with the surname Qin.
When Fang Chen said the word 'scram', the sword-shaped talisman turned into a huge dragon and slammed into the man with the surname Qin's large hand.
Crack!
The man with the surname Qin's large hand was directly penetrated.
Blood splattered in the air. The man with the surname Qin's body flew out and fell to the ground.
"No!"
The man with the surname Qin's eyes widened as he looked at Fang Chen in disbelief.
"How is this possible?"
His heart was filled with anger.
He had originally thought that he could teach this arrogant martial artist a lesson in front of the Human Race's Sacred Leader.
But now, he had actually been defeated.
He knew very well what it meant to be defeated.
The man with the surname Qin's face was ashen and he looked dispirited.
"He was defeated just like that."
Whispers could be heard from the crowd.
The few martial artists who had wanted to attack felt a lingering fear in their hearts.
They could tell that this person was very powerful and he had probably not used his full strength to defeat the man with the surname Qin.
"A second-level Creation Realm martial artist defeated a fourth-level Creation Realm martial artist with one punch. Interesting."
The few martial artists in the front row finally opened their eyes and looked at Fang Chen.
Then, they nodded their heads.
They acknowledged Fang Chen.
Fang Chen's strength was much stronger than the man with the surname Qin.
Fang Chen clenched his fists tightly as he stood in the square and looked around at the crowd.
"I wonder if I am qualified to get the last spot."
There was silence in the square.
All the martial artists looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
The man with the surname Qin's expression was very ugly. Someone wanted to help him up but was rejected.
"I lost."
The man with the surname Qin suffered a huge blow. His body swayed as he left the square.
"Sanguinati has joined the hundred-man team. Who else is not convinced?" the Human Race's Holy Leader asked.
No one said anything.
"In that case, from today onwards, Sanguinati will have the last spot to enter the Ancestral Land of Inheritance. Three months later, he will enter the Ancestral Land of Inheritance with all of you," the Human Race's Holy Leader announced.
No one had any objections. After all, strength was everything. Sanguinati's strength had gained their recognition.
"Alright, go back and prepare," the Human Race's Holy Leader said.
Not long after, over a hundred martial artists all left.
Fang Chen also bid farewell to the Human Race's Holy Leader and returned to Green Bamboo Island.
However, before returning to Green Bamboo Island, he returned to the Third Heaven of the Demon Subduing Boundary.
He found his clone and placed it in the Coiling Moon Divine Cave before returning to Green Bamboo Island.
This trip to the Ancestral Land of Inheritance was a great opportunity.
There were as many experts as there were clouds. With Fang Chen's strength, he would have to rely on the Dark Demonic Wheel and the Starfield Dragon Boat to have a slight advantage.
However, he didn't know what the situation within the Ancestral Land of Inheritance was, so he had to be careful and bring his clone with him.
That way, even if he encountered some experts, he wouldn't need to use the Dark Demonic Wheel.
After all, once he used it, it would drain him of all his energy.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, Fang Chen didn't want to use the Dark Demonic Wheel.
At the same time, Yuan Ming, who was far away in the Yuan race's Sacred Land, received some news.
"The master of Green Bamboo Island, Sanguinati, has obtained a spot to enter the Ancestral Land of Inheritance with the geniuses of the Human Race's Sacred Land."
Yuan Ming's heart was filled with killing intent after hearing this.
A strange smile appeared on his face.
"Sanguinati, the Human Race's Sacred Leader is protecting you outside. I can't do anything to you.
Once we enter the Ancestral Land of Inheritance, you'll die. "
Yuan Ming felt like he could already see the scene of him personally killing Fang Chen in the Ancestral Land of Inheritance. He laughed heartily.