My Descendants Are My Power

"Blackwood!" Seeing eight people outside the Valley of Healers, Elder Felix's face turned pale. He had been hiding his tracks with Elizabeth, but somehow the Blackwood folks had still found them and blocked their way out!

"Felix, kill them, go kill them, avenge my children!"

At the sight of the Blackwood group, pregnant Elizabeth seemed to lose it, pointing at the people outside, her supernatural powers erupting, a phoenix aura manifesting around her.

But Elder Felix didn't move; his gaze darted around, fear evident in his eyes.

For seven years, Cloudview County hadn't stopped searching for Blackwood, with Sky Sect lending a hand, but... to no avail. Instead, those seeking Blackwood had suffered heavy losses.

And now, these maniacs had shown up!

Valley of Healers' leader Carolyn slowly stepped forward, staring at the Blackwood group outside, and sighed deeply, her expression one of sorrow for the world, "Folks, I know the buzz around Blackwood, why keep this grudge going? Back in the day, Lopez's people were wiped out, your grudge should be settled by now, when will this cycle of vengeance end?"

"Get out of here, you're not breaking into my Valley of Healers. Now that you've shown up, other allies will come too, consider this my good deed for the day."

The Blackwood visitors were none other than Lucas, who two months ago had mastered the Thousand Swords Skill, and the third generation of Blackwoods he'd brought back!

A group of eight.

"Playing the saint, huh?"

Ethan squinted, cursing for the first time today, then moved his mouse over a skill. If this were in-game and not just on the screen, he'd be up in arms without a word, spear blazing.

In the scene, the Blackwood group ignored Carolyn.

If it had been the old third-generation Blackwoods, they probably couldn't have held back and would have unleashed a lifetime's worth of insults.

But now...

They simply ignored her, quietly arranging Forebearer Cards in front of the altar, placing the Boar Monarch Pete's Cards under Ethan's Cards.

Their bodies, bull-like, were etched with black demonic patterns, even spreading across their faces, with demonic energy slowly rising into the sky, causing the clouds above to thicken with dark energy.

Each one carried a massive weapon—halberds, swords, hammers, spears, meteor hammers, columns, maces—all previously used weapons also engraved with demonic patterns.

[Frenzied Blood Demon Realm, soaked in the blood pool for seven years, your descendants, the third generation of Blackwoods, united in heart, all seven received the peak inheritance of the Lord of Frenzied Blood, breaking through the Transcendent Seed stage together!]

[Inherited the primary and advanced supernatural equipment of the Lord of Frenzied Blood, fragments of the Blood-Drinking Mad Blade, which merged into the weapons of the seven sons. Their weapons became their life-bound supernatural weapons, reaching the high grade of supernatural weapons.]

[Acquired the innate technique of the Blood-Drinking Demon Lord, the earth-level 'Undying Demon Technique', constantly absorbing supernatural energy from the environment, injuries heal in the blink of an eye, refining to the point of resurrection from a drop of blood.]

[Acquired trait: Demonic Possessor]

[Inherited the madness, bloodlust, and brutality of the Lord of Frenzied Blood]

[Acquired trait: Symbiotic]

[Each of the seven inherited the undying power of the Lord of Frenzied Blood, divided and passed down, only gaining the ability to recover quickly, their supernatural powers never depleting, the battle never ceasing. As long as one lives, all seven endure.]

This is the current state of the third generation of Blackwoods, possessing all the inheritance of the Lord of Frenzied Blood, which is why two months ago, they were able to hold out against three Developing Skills until Lucas came to their rescue!

Indeed, mastering the Developing Skill is a formidable challenge for those at the Transcendent Seed stage, but what if one doesn't perish and possesses both a high-grade mystical technique and superior psychic weapons?

Moreover, the potential of the third generation of Blackwoods might even surpass that of the Lord of Frenzied Blood. The demon lord alone, once sealed, is finished. But the seven descendants, scattered in seven places, can self-destruct and resurrect where their brothers are located.

Even as these seven turn into demonically possessed psychics, a trace of clarity remains in their eyes—perhaps a benefit of sharing the demonic nature of the Lord of Frenzied Blood.

They set up the altar.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Valley of Healers, led by Lucas, they knelt towards the Cards.

Lucas unlocked his sword case, letting dust swirl up from the ground. He and the third generation of Blackwoods each placed three sticks of incense for the Forebearer and one for the old pig Pete. Unlike Nathan, Lucas didn't recite any sacrificial words.

"Forebearer, here are only your son and these seven demon-touched nephews. Please bless us, may the Blackwood descendants triumph and avenge the old pig Pete! Your son will surely bring back the enemy's head for you!"

As the eight Blackwoods knelt in worship, the people of the Valley of Healers looked on with faces filled with shock and a bit of... shame!

"You Blackwoods!" Carolyn couldn't contain her anger. A celestial lotus floated up, furious at those worshipping without regard for the Valley of Healers, "I am naturally kind-hearted, yet you disregard me and persist in your delusion? Do you really think the Valley of Healers is afraid of you Blackwoods?"

Lucas seemed not to hear her.

He simply patted the sword case, and in an instant, swords like fountains shot towards the sky from the case, their ringing almost drowning out all other sounds in the Valley of Healers, the swords still soaring!

These swords, like rainbows shimmering with the light of silver and iron, formed a rainbow bridge between the altar and the Valley of Healers!

Lucas, leading the third generation of Blackwoods, slowly rose, casually picked up the Forebearer Cards, his eyes gleaming with Sword Glow, and looked towards the crowded Valley of Healers.

He tucked the Forebearer Cards into his chest, kicked off with his right foot, and charged with a thousand swords towards the Valley of Healers!

"May the ancestor bless me to slaughter the Valley of Healers!"