Quickly, Lachlan realized why he had a bloodline connection with the remnants of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor.
“It seems that the Ancient Wynter Family wasn’t lying when they claimed I had the bloodline of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor.
My mother is from the Wynter family, so I have the Wynter family’s bloodline running through me.
That’s why I feel this bloodline resonance with the remnants of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor!”
Lachlan thought to himself as he touched the remnants of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor.
In the next second, a possibility occurred to him: since he possessed the bloodline of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor, could he use his own bloodline to merge with his spiritual power and create the head of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor, thus making the remnants complete?
The remnants of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor already had the power comparable to a Great Vehicle stage expert!
If he could have a complete body of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor, wouldn’t it be even more powerful?
After breaking through to the materialization stage in his soul realm, Lachlan discovered that he could separate a part of his soul into an independent “soul fragment.”
In other words, he could “split his soul!”
If his soul fragment could control this body of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor and even perfectly merge with it, wouldn’t he have a powerful avatar?
An avatar that might even surpass his own strength.
Thinking this, Lachlan’s heart burned with excitement, and his eyes gleamed with eagerness.
Without further ado, he began his attempt.
He merged his spiritual power with his blood essence and started infusing it into the remnants of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor, beginning to materialize its true flesh from the severed neck.
An hour later…
Boom!
Lachlan collapsed weakly to the ground.
At this moment, only a palm-sized piece of flesh had materialized at the severed neck of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor.
For such a massive remnant, this was merely a drop in the ocean.
“No, although I’ve reached the materialization stage, it’s easier to materialize inanimate objects. Trying to fuse my bloodline and materialize an organic body is too difficult.
My spiritual power is nearly exhausted, and I’ve only managed to materialize such a small piece of flesh!
I’ll have to take it slow!”
Lachlan shook his dizzy head and said with a bitter smile.
Unwilling to give up, he used the Dragon’s Energy Primordial Technique on the remnants of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor to see if he could make it grow a head.
But reality proved that he was being too ambitious!
The remnants of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor had been a corpse for over ten thousand years.
Although its body was indestructible, all its vitality had dissipated, and its innate energy had completely leaked out.
The Dragon’s Energy Primordial Technique required activating the innate energy within life itself to be effective.
So it was useless on the remnants of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor.
“Forget it! I’ll take it slow!”
Lachlan sighed bitterly and stored the remnants of the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor in his wrist space.
By this time, night had fallen!
Even in the Lost Land, one could see a bright moon hanging in the sky.
Lachlan sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes, quickly restoring his spiritual power through practicing the Sun-Moon Dual Cultivation Technique.
After four or five hours of rest, his energy was fully restored.
“Now, I’ll start trying to create my own Dao laws and divine abilities.”
“With my current understanding of Heaven and Earth’s Rules, especially the ones I’ve mastered, I have grasped their principles.
Creating my own Dao laws shouldn’t be difficult!”
Lachlan thought to himself as he immersed himself in analyzing Dao laws.
…
Outside the Lost Land!
At the outskirts of the Fire Spiritual Vein!
Two ancestors of the Ancient Wynter Family, along with both current and deputy clan leaders and an elder skilled in yin-yang mysticism, stood there.
Their faces were filled with disbelief.
In addition, Pandora Wynter and Eason Jenkin had been waiting there ever since they learned that Lachlan had entered the Lost Land.
“Dorian Wynter, you said that the strands of resentment constantly leaking from within the Lost Land have disappeared?”
Clan leader Sigmund Wynter asked in shock as he turned to the elder.
His face was still pale, clearly showing that Lachlan’s earlier punch had injured him significantly.
“Yes! They have disappeared!”
Dorian Wynter, an elder from the Wynter family, nodded seriously.
His eyes also showed a hint of disbelief.
At this moment, Ancestor Garraway and Ancestor Salazar also nodded.
They had sensed it too!
With their strength and sensitivity to Heaven and Earth, they could previously feel a constant stream of resentment emanating from within the Lost Land.
But now, it was gone.
“It’s Lachlan! It must be Lachlan who eliminated our family’s source of misfortune!”
Pandora Wynter said with a mix of worry and excitement.
“Yes! It must be my grandson!
Lachlan has only been inside for less than a day, and the resentment has already disappeared!
Who else could it be?”
Jerome Wynter said excitedly.
“Not necessarily! Maybe something changed inside the Lost Land on its own.”
Sigmund Wynter said cautiously with a stern face.
Jerome Wynter snorted but ignored his older brother. Instead, he turned to Ancestor Garraway and Ancestor Salazar: “Ancestors, you said that if Lachlan could eliminate our family’s misfortune, you would make him head of our clan.
Now it seems my grandson is indeed capable!”
Hearing this, Ancestor Garraway and Ancestor Salazar exchanged glances and smiled wryly.
They had indeed said that.
As these words fell, Sigmund Wynter’s expression changed: “Jerome Wynter, what nonsense are you spouting?”
Make Lachlan head of the clan? Then what would he do?
“What do you mean nonsense? This is what our ancestors decreed!
What is it, big brother? Are you going to defy our ancestors’ orders?”
Jerome Wynter asked with a smirk.
“You!”
Sigmund Wynter’s face turned red with anger but he couldn’t find words to retort.
“Enough! Even if Lachlan has eliminated our family’s misfortune, there’s no guarantee he can make it out of the Lost Land!”
Ancestor Garraway waved his hand dismissively.
Hearing this, Jerome Wynter, Pandora Wynter, and Eason Jenkin’s expressions changed slightly.
“He will! Lachlan will definitely come out!”
Pandora Wynter muttered to herself.
Jerome Wynter also looked towards the Lost Land with a face full of worry and anticipation.