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“Human? Have you ever seen a second human like yourself?”

The instinctive response and answer of this weak creature in front of him made Feng Qing’an laugh. This subconscious acknowledgement of his race undeniably confirmed the human aura that he had just sensed on him.

Bloodline awakening!

The special bloodline hidden in the body woke up under the strong stimulus of the harsh environment.

“I…”

Upon this question, the boy couldn’t help but lower his head to look at himself, his body, now engulfed in flames, and then froze in place.

“What is it?”

“Of course, it’s the Human Race.”

Feng Qing’an said this to the boy when he was feeling confused and lost.

From the perspective that he could be identified, this creature had nothing to do with humans in terms of bloodline and biological structure. Feng Qing’an could only judge the boy’s strength based on his pure human bloodline and would not identify any other results, because of the contract that forbids the exploitation of one’s own kind.

However, compared to the physical differences caused by the awakening of the bloodline, Feng Qing’an thinks that the recognition of his own race is more important. If someone looks human, but believes they are above the Human Race and considers themselves extraordinary, that is more hateful than being a different species.

“But my blood is burning!”

The boy somewhat helplessly raised his head to look at Feng Qing’an, who didn’t seem to be much different from his age. His eyes showed a bit of desire and he was seeking some kind of recognition, acknowledgment of his human race identity.

“So what?”

Feng Qing’an’s tone was completely unconcerned. Under the boy’s hopeful gaze, the hot flame patterns spread over the boy’s bare face and arms. His pitch-black eyes transformed into a burning red color, and the black hair falling over his shoulders also ignited, blazing like a rolling flame.

In an instant, the handsome boy with black hair and white clothes was engulfed in fierce flames.

However, compared to the demon in front of him radiating an evil aura, Feng Qing’an seemed like a divine being controlling fire, eternal and immortal.

“I am still of the Human Race even though I look like this!”

Feng Qing’an, his eyes burning with gold flames, condescendingly looked down at the startled demon. The teenage boy, who suddenly possessed power superior to the ordinary, became excited and cheered loudly,

“You, you are…”

“An immortal?”

“Immortal?

“I am still a bit off.”

Feng Qing’an looked at the boy’s expression and laughed. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation where a boy suddenly awakened a different bloodline, and transformed from a human into another race, and he found it very interesting.

Upon hearing these words, the Ghost General in black armor silently glanced at Feng Qing’an’s figure, and then withdrew a few dozen yards.

When Feng Qing’an drew the power of the blazing sun tree and wrapped himself in the Flame Sun Fire, Xu Wuding, who was essentially still a member of Yin Shen, had already retreated a certain distance. As for the Ghost Creatures that came rushing with him, they had already fled back through the underworld crevices.

The Flame Sun Fire, transformed from the deepest yin in the underworld, is much more painful for the Ghost Creatures than the human world’s real sun. Only the strongest Ghost King can withstand this power of flames, risking being burned into ashes at any time, to complete a fundamental transformation.

“Then, you are…”

“Enough, young man, you don’t have much time for this. I’ll only ask you once, do you want to survive?”

“Of course, yes!”

This is when the young man came to his senses after the inexplicable excitement and joy. He looked at the azure flame wolf standing next to him, and then at the mighty Ghost General standing not far away.

Although he didn’t know why those Ghost Creatures had fled when the suspected immortal figure before him burst into flames, his current situation was still very bad.

Because he says he’s of the Human Race, does it really mean that he is of the Human Race? Even if he accepts his human status, he himself feels he is no longer human. After all, he can consume Ghost Creatures. What kind of human can do that?

“Since you want to, then listen to me obediently, otherwise, you won’t last long.”

“What do you want to do?”

The boy’s natural suspicion of strangers made him take a step back, but the two azure flame wolves beside him immediately surrounded him, blocking all his paths to retreat.

“Save you.”

Feng Qing’an’s flames faded away, returning him to his original appearance of a handsome young man with black hair and white clothes. He looked at the demon in front of him with a half-smile, and his aura at this moment was terrifying for the mortal.

But no power will be produced out of thin air. What is the cost of supporting a bloodline and releasing power to suppress Ghost Creatures for an ordinary person whose bloodline has awakened?

When Sen Miao first awakened, she ate a bellyful of fish and dragon meat, and she herself is a mature monster. Despite this, the blood and flesh she swallowed were consumed completely. After the bloodline awakened, the spiritual power she possessed only underwent a transformation with no growth increase.

“Whether it’s spiritual cultivation or battle training, it all requires accumulation over many years. And you, who have suddenly acquired such a strong power, don’t you think you don’t have to pay any price?”

“I…”

Upon hearing this, the young boy suddenly froze. He really had never thought of this issue. He was just amazed by the unexpected power that even Ghost Creatures feared.

“Given your current condition, by the time the sun rises, you will be almost done for.”