Destined Antagonist: I Refuse To Annul The Engagement!

"Puff--"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out in reverse, splattering in all directions.

Jiang Qiankun's mind collapsed, unable to bear the consecutive blows of the disappearing inheritances. He fainted and fell back to the ground.

Jiang Minghao and the others were still comprehending the inheritances when they were startled by Jiang Qiankun's actions. They looked at him in astonishment, unable to understand how he had knocked himself unconscious.

They couldn't help but look towards the Mountain Ancestor and Ancient Ancestor, their eyes filled with inquiry.

The Mountain Ancestor and Ancient Ancestor remained silent. They also felt a bit sorry for Jiang Qiankun. He had obtained three powerful Saint Grade inheritances in succession, only to have them all taken away. Anyone would be on the verge of collapse in his situation.

But despite feeling sorry for him, it was impossible for them to step forward and mediate.

Who did he offend? Jiang Xuan, of course.

What bad luck!

Or should I say, one thousand Jiang Qiankuns couldn't compare to one Jiang Xuan.

"Jiang Qiankun made a mistake while accepting the inheritance, but it's not a big problem. The rest of you continue to comprehend it without distraction."

Jiang Wuheng and the other five people didn't think much of it and continued to focus on comprehending the inheritance.

However, Jiang Minghao, Jiang Feng, and Jiang Bei felt a flicker of joy in their hearts upon hearing this.

If Jiang Qiankun had made a mistake, it meant that he might not have obtained the inheritance. He had likely been eliminated from the competition for the position of Young Clan Leader.

Their chances of winning had greatly increased!

Wait... Where was Jiang Xuan?

Jiang Minghao and the others suddenly realized that Jiang Xuan was also nowhere to be seen.

Could it be that he had also failed to obtain the inheritance?

Their joy grew even stronger.

The competition for the position of Young Clan Leader was now assumed to be among the five of them.

Even Jiang Bei couldn't be considered anymore. It should be a competition among the four of them.

Now that Jiang Qiankun and Jiang Xuan had been eliminated, the situation had clearly become much simpler!

Jiang Minghao and Jiang Feng were confident in their hearts. They glanced at each other, their competitiveness fully revealed.

Then, they quickly immersed themselves in comprehending the inheritance.

Making the final push for the upcoming competition for the position of Young Clan Leader!

The girl ate the formation voraciously, absorbing the power of the Great Dao. Mysterious golden light rippled around her, giving off a sacred aura.

Faint golden patterns seemed to emerge on the girl's forehead, as if a pair of dragon horns were gradually growing.

The power of the Great Dao contained within the formation was even more majestic than the Taiji Palace's inheritance, enough to support the girl in unlocking the second layer of her bloodline seal.

Dragon horns!

The Five Elements Reversal Formation naturally also affected Jiang Xuan.

However, at this moment, Jiang Xuan was completely unaware of everything.

Or rather, the feedback had not yet reached his consciousness... It was blocked by the power of time and space.

This was a very strange place.

With shimmering waves and murmuring streams, the clear stream reflected brilliant rays of light.

Through the dazzling rays of light, Jiang Xuan could see stones of various shapes.

These were not ordinary stones. Jiang Xuan was extremely certain upon a single glance.

Because... these stones contained the aura of living beings.

Not just one or two living beings, but billions, trillions...

A single stone... was a world!

Jiang Xuan's mind flashed, suddenly filled with astonishment. What kind of place was this?

Where was the Ancestor's inheritance?

Jiang Xuan scanned the stream back and forth, filled with confusion and urgency.

The three Ancestors had sent him here at the cost of their lives. He didn't have the qualification to waste time!

Unable to find any clues, Jiang Xuan became impatient. He could only jump into the stream, attempting to reach the Ancestor's inheritance through the most primitive method.

In the stream, he picked up one stone after another, carefully observing and exploring...

He didn't know how long had passed, or how many stones he had picked up.

Jiang Xuan had transformed from a teenager into an old man with a hunched figure, white hair, aged face, and empty eyes. His soul had become numb.

He had forgotten who he was, where he came from, and why he had come here. He had even forgotten... why he was picking up stones here.

He was just repeating his actions.

He picked up a stone, looked at it, it wasn't the one he wanted, and then threw it back.

He didn't know which stone he really wanted, nor did he know what the stone he wanted looked like.

Just picking up... looking at... and throwing back...

Finally, he got tired.

His life came to an end, and he fell down.

Just as he picked up another stone, instinctively thinking it wasn't the one, ready to throw it back.

Along with his own life, he threw it away.

He fell down.

Falling into the murmuring stream.

His dried-up body gradually sank into the stream... becoming a new stone.

The shimmering waves, the murmuring stream, seemed no different from before.

And, just after he turned into a stone.

A young boy appeared by the stream.

Looking at the murmuring stream, sensing the countless lives within the stones, he showed a shocked expression.

Then, the young boy jumped into the stream, picking up one stone after another, feeling each one...

The young boy eventually turned into an old man, falling into the stream, becoming a new stone.

Then, another young boy came.

And so it went, repeating endlessly, in an endless cycle.

One after another, young boys jumped into the stream, picking up stones.

One after another, old men fell into the stream, becoming stones.

Until...

Jiang Xuan looked at the stream, feeling anxious in his heart. He couldn't delay, he was wasting the lives of the three ancestors!

Immediately, he was about to jump into the stream, attempting to touch the inheritance of the primordial ancestor in a clumsy way.

But just then...

The stones in the stream suddenly trembled together, the breath of countless lives within each stone fluctuated, following a special pattern.

Jiang Xuan froze.

He stood still, staring at these stones, cautiously sensing.

Until he understood the information contained within this pattern, his pupils suddenly contracted.

These stones... were all himself!

"Don't jump down! Don't jump down!!"

Boom!

This special place shattered with a loud noise.

Jiang Xuan woke up.

He returned to that narrow space.

The remains of the three ancestors had burned to ashes, leaving only a wisp of soul, forcibly supporting themselves, waiting for Jiang Xuan's return, waiting for the result they had waited for millions of years.

They wanted to know if their thousands of years of waiting, their sacrificed remains, had helped Jiang Xuan obtain the inheritance of the primordial ancestor, if it had given him more confidence on the path of resisting the curse.

"Child... did you succeed?" The ninth-generation ancestor smiled wearily.

Jiang Xuan recalled and comprehended.

Then he looked at the three ancestors and nodded solemnly, "I succeeded."

His voice was hoarse, filled with age.

The endless cycle had given Jiang Xuan's voice and mind a touch of the passage of time.

"That's good! That's good!"

The three ancestors smiled with satisfaction.

With this vigorous laughter, the remaining thoughts of the three dissipated into nothingness.

Only one sentence remained, echoing for a long time.

"Child, the Jiang family is now in your hands!"

Jiang Xuan lowered his eyes, a trace of sadness on his face. He slowly stood up, facing the place where the three had dissipated, respectfully bowing, "Jiang family disciple Jiang Xuan... respectfully bids farewell to the three ancestors!"