“Junior gate master!”

Mo Gate’s disciples all cried out in shock. At the same time, their hearts turned cold. If even Mo Nian failed, then there really was no hope.

“Don’t worry. He succeeded,” said Long Chen.

Although Mo Nian had vomited a mouthful of blood, his hand was still pressed against the statue. Long Chen could sense a strange energy crazily pouring into his body.

It was the first wave of the inheritance that was the most difficult to receive. But if you could endure it, then everything after that would be much easier.

Now Mo Gate’s disciples were filled with wild ecstasy. Mo Nian hadn’t been blown back! That signified that he had passed the test of the statue and could receive the inheritance.

“You guys should protect him. But don’t disturb him, because this process requires some time,” said Long Chen.

“Yes!” They hastily spread out around him, not daring to make any further noise. They were worried that even the sound of their breathing might impact Mo Nian.

Seeing that Mo Nian was still completely steady, Long Chen turned to the last statue. He couldn’t help feeling a bit helpless...