The Inheritance Of The Supreme Immortals

"I am," Lorraine responded with a furrowed brow. "It appears she\'s personally making an appearance. I had thought she was too arrogant for such a thing."

"Who is she?" Amelia asked, her confusion evidt.

"My mother, the Matriarch of the Hailstorm Clan," Lorraine replied with a snort.

In quick succession, brilliant flashes of light illuminated the surings, and the formidable auras descded one after another. The first figure to materialize was a woman adorned in opult robes with intricate designs. She exuded an aura of maturity ev greater than that of Hela and Lorraine, her macing gold eyes scanning the sce.

Her gaze settled upon the three wom, lingering particularly on the elder pair, Hela and Lorraine. A sly smile graced her luscious lips.

"Oh, my dear daughters, how I\'ve missed you," she purred.

"Yes, it\'s be a while, Mother," Hela replied, her expression stoic. "And we\'ve never missed you," Lorraine chimed in.

The Matriarch sighed dramatically. "It wounds my heart to hear you say that."

Although guine affection existed betwe them, were willing to oply admit it, bound by their shared arrogance and pride. The relationship among the three had always be strong—mother and daughters with a pchant for argumts and the occasional exchange of harsh words. Nevertheless, beath the surface, their love for each other remained unwavering.

Adriana Hailstorm, the Matriarch of the clan, held a deep love for her childr, although she would never utter those words aloud, her pride too grand to allow such vulnerability.

Th, a man clad in rich blue attire tered the sce. He was the Patriarch of the Hailstorm Clan and the husband of Adriana Hailstorm, the clan\'s Matriarch.

Upon noticing the two wom, a complex expression flickered across his face. "My daughters, you\'ve returned."

"Father," Hela and Lorraine responded simultaneously. Hela\'s gaze held mixed emotions as she looked at her father. She had come to realize that he had never truly cared for her, a realization that had struck wh he did nothing to interve wh her former husband had oply betrayed her and tak another wife.

His gaze shifted toward his wife, the Matriarch, his eyes turning cold. "Adriana, are you already aware of our daughters\' whereabouts? Why hav\'t I heard about this?"

"Why should I tell you?" Adriana retorted, her eyes brimming with bitterness.

"You!" The Patriarch was left utterly speechless. He was their father, after all, so naturally, he had every right to know about his daughter\'s well-being.

Hela and Lorraine exchanged knowing glances. "It appears their relationship has deteriorated ev further," Lorraine remarked quietly.

Following the exchange betwe the Patriarch, the Matriarch, and their daughters, a young woman emerged. She possessed exquisite brown hair and brown eyes, and behind her, a contingt of heavily armored m stood as her guards.

\'It seems ev the big shots from the Hailstorm Clan have arrived,\' she mused to herself.

Approaching the group, she performed a fist-hold salute. "Greetings, Respected Patriarch and Matriarch of the Hailstorm Clan."

Adriana responded casually, "Ah, Princess Yuna, ev you couldn\'t resist the urge to witness the cause of these phoma, could you?"

Princess Yuna nodded in agreemt.

The atttion of everyone prest shifted towards the radiant light piercing the sky. Though they strained to see, they could only discern Sam\'s silhouette, concealed by a multitude of Dao patterns.

Not ev his face was visible, ev wh they attempted to use their Spiritual sse to gain a clearer view.

As minutes passed, an increasing number of cultivators gathered to witness the individual responsible for the extraordinary manifestations in the sky.

Gradually, the thousands of manifestations that had adorned the heavs vanished, and the radiant light surging from Sam\'s body began to retreat, unveiling his figure cased within the myriad of Dao patterns and rhythms.

Sitting there with closed, piercing blue eyes and fiery crimson hair that danced in the air, Sam appeared completely unaware of the commotion he had stirred. Little did he know that he was about to cause an ev greater stir.

As his figure emerged from the dissipating light, a singular thought echoed in the minds of everyone prest: "He is incredibly good-looking."

Ev Adriana Hailstorm, who was witnessing her grandson for the first time, couldn\'t help but be drawn to his captivating appearance. A seductive allure emanated from him, making it difficult for any woman to resist his charm.

Ev Princess Yuna found herself captivated by his presce.

This was just the beginning of a new chapter in Sam\'s journey, one that promised to be filled with intrigue and allure.

Suddly, the spiritual ergy in the atmosphere began to vibrate and surged toward Sam\'s body like a hurricane.

"What is he doing now?" Lorraine couldn\'t help but ask aloud.

Sam\'s body slowly ascded, hovering three feet off the g while maintaining his lotus position.

The spiritual ergy in the surings gathered a Sam, spiraling towards him as his body continued to absorb it voraciously, akin to a ravous beast. His cultivation soared at an inhuman pace.

Above him, six rays of light burst forth from his body, each forming a pagoda-like structure.

"That young man has cultivated six levels of Daoist foundation and awaked a legdary physique... Just who is this young man, and where did he come from?" Patriarch Alexander couldn\'t contain his bewildermt and questioned it aloud.

A sly smile played on the Matriarch\'s lips. "That young man is our grandson, born to our daughter Hela and Willian Flareheart."

"What?" The Patriarch was utterly shocked. He couldn\'t believe his ears or his eyes.

"I have a grandson?" His eyes fixed on Sam\'s figure as a heartfelt smile spread across his face. "Now, I have an heir."

Just wh they believed everything was over, another beam of light pierced the sky, forming three additional pagodas.

"Sev, eight, nine... Nine levels of Daoist foundation?"

"It\'s the Supreme Foundation Establishmt Realm!"

"I can\'t believe there\'s actually someone who achieved nine levels of Daoist foundations."

"He must be the most talted person in this era."

Once again, a surge of violt spiritual ergy congregated a Sam, and his cultivation broke through to the Lower Stage Core Formation Realm.

But it didn\'t stop there.

Middle Stage Core Formation Realm.

Upper Stage Core Formation Realm.

Peak Stage Core Formation Realm.

"What the hell is happing? How can anyone break through two major realms in one go? Is it ev imaginable?"

Ev Hela, Lorraine, Sophia, and Amelia were shocked at the sight.

Soon, a very beautiful, gold core appeared above Sam, much larger than usual.

Suddly, the air a them shook as another surge of spiritual ergy congregated once again.

Above the gold core, one by one, t new cores formed under the shocked eyes of these cultivators. Not ev Hela or Lorraine were spared from the shock.

Now, along with the Gold core, there were elev cores in total, each of them differt from one another.

The gold core was the largest among them all, while the other t cores were a bit smaller in comparison. The t cores also differed in color: red, blue, brown, gray, Arctic, gre, violet, yellow, black, and finally .

One.

Two.

Three.

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Elev cores?

"This is the legdary Elev Cores Formation Realm."

"I never believed it was ev possible to achieve this... yet I see it happing in front of my eyes."

"A supreme Core Formation Realm."

\'Is this my grandson? Just what kind of monster did my daughter give birth to?\' It wasn\'t just the patriarch who thought this; ev the matriarch was thinking the same thing.

Soon, these realm manifestations disappeared into Sam\'s body, and he oped his eyes.

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