I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1529 - 1533: Actually, What I’m Best At Is Magic

"My lord! This body is simply fantastic!" From the resurrected body came the voice of Katur. Those familiar with Katur immediately recognized the voice, because even if tonal qualities could be imitated, the unique charm and intonation habits were difficult to replicate!

Could it be that after Katur's suicide, Zhang Menglong used his soul to directly resurrect Katur?

This world is not without resurrection methods, but they require vast amounts of materials and resources, coupled with the right timing and conditions, making them extremely demanding with a very low success rate. Those who can master such techniques are all prominent figures of the Main World.

Moreover, such methods are extremely time-consuming. How could it be like Zhang Menglong, who just formed a few hand signs, recited two incantations, and resurrected someone? If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed what just happened.

"How much of this body's power can you exert?" Zhang Menglong asked. Although this corpse had been dead for countless years, it was well-preserved and undamaged.

"Almost the full strength of its perfect life form!" Katur excitedly felt the power within him. Given how weak his own foundation was, he would gradually be able to exert 80-90% of this corpse's power from its living days as he adapted to the body.

Now Yao Ge and the others finally realized Zhang Menglong's intentions. He intended to use this group of warriors from the Sun Palace to resurrect the powerful figures of the Golden God Seat's past generations!

And because it required a life sacrifice, that's why Zhang Menglong said they needed a group of people unafraid to die! Seeing Katur's rebirth from a second-level perfect life form to a fifth-level perfect life form instantly diminished their fear of death.

How many opportunities in their lifetime did these people have to become a fifth-level perfect life form?

The probability was almost zero!

Now, such an opportunity stood before them—an opportunity to reach heaven in a single bound. To give it up would be nothing short of foolish.

Many were more regretful for not stepping forward earlier. There was only this one fifth-level perfect life form's corpse. It was nearly a matter of first come, first served. Had someone stepped up earlier, they might have become the fifth-level perfect life form.

With heavy breathing, some looked at the remaining sixth-level perfect life forms' corpses.

"Don't even think about it," Zhang Menglong laughed, "My Impure World Reincarnation can only resurrect up to three levels above the current life form level, so I can't transfer you to a sixth-level perfect life form yet." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Although this news was a bit disheartening, all first and second-level perfect life forms boiled with excitement, as there were still many third and fourth-level perfect life forms' corpses available here. Even if they were just a bit short, such an opportunity was still exceptionally rare!

"Alright then, everyone line up!"

"I'll go first!"

"Don't push! Stay away, I'll go first!"

"Who wants to die with you? Go die on the side!"

"How do you plan to die?"

...

This bizarre scene left Yao Ge and the others dumbfounded. What kind of people were these? Normally never this brave, why were they now scrambling to die?

One by one, warriors committed suicide and fell, while Zhang Menglong continuously performed the art of Impure World Reincarnation, turning the holy temple of the Golden God Seat into a massive undead scene. One wonders what Ze Ya would think if he saw this.

Soon, tens of thousands of third-level and dozens of fourth-level perfect life forms completed the Impure World Reincarnation, forming a dense mass, many times stronger than the original power of the Golden God Seat. Though unable to exert all the power these corpses had in life, their sheer numbers were overwhelming!

Zhang Menglong even imagined some scenes. After he left, the original royal relatives and nobles of the Golden God Seat began to rebel, only to be suppressed by their ancestors who had been dead for decades, returning before them, probably shattering their morale.

As for the surrounding powers, if they dared act rashly, even in unison, the current Sun Palace could swat them dead in the cradle.

Having resolved these security concerns, Zhang Menglong felt no worries and planned to leave the Golden God Seat within the next two days. After all, this place was but a tiny spot in the Main World, and he wished to explore a broader world.

Amidst the Sun Palace's collective bowing farewell, Zhang Menglong vanished over the horizon with Satan.

"Huzi, how much do you know about the Main World?" Honestly, Zhang Menglong was still clueless about this world. Even though Gou Dan had scoured the net for all information about it, what could be found online was presumably neither important nor valuable.

"Master, don't underestimate me just because I am only a sixth-level perfect life form. During the Cang Yuan Era, I practically explored the Main World. Though eras have long changed, I believe what I know still surpasses most of this era," Huzi confidently said.

During the body snatching period, he skimmed through the memories of that unfortunate Legion Commander. Almost 90% of it still aligned closely with his memories, and his knowledge far surpassed most in this age.

"You saw my current life level is still quite low. Do you have any methods?" Zhang Menglong asked, thinking that his parents and grandparents probably long since became Super Life Forms. Who knows how their life level skyrocketed?

Even with relentless training, it would take several centuries in the room of time and spirit for Zhang Menglong to surpass perfect life forms and become a Super Life Form.

"There are many methods," Huzi said, "In the Main World's fertile regions, countless amazing natural places exist, concentrating energy. You must have seen them."

"Of course."

"Another situation involves legacies left by predecessors. Besides rare treasures and divine weapons, some seniors even have ways for inheritors to exponentially increase their life level without any side effects quickly!"

"That sounds fantastic," Zhang Menglong laughed, "Do you know where such legacies are?"

"I know many, but over the years some may have been partially inherited by others. I need to first understand this current world."

"Hmm," Zhang Menglong conveyed the related information Gou Dan gathered to Huzi, who immediately began searching through his memories.

"Hmm, some legacies still have no inheritors yet," Huzi quickly found a batch of Cang Yuan Era legacies, noting their demands were quite harsh. Many predecessors preferred their legacies lost over giving them to just anyone.

"Oh?" Zhang Menglong looked at the information Huzi sent over.

"The Great Magician Ainos, an eighth-level perfect life form!" Zhang Menglong knew that in the Main World, perfect life forms above level seven were extremely rare. In the Cang Yuan Era, any eighth-level perfect life form entering this age could probably chase a group of level nine perfect life forms.

This Great Magician Ainos was well-known even in the Cang Yuan Era, renowned for his immense strength. His legacy was public knowledge; anyone surviving it would gain enormous benefits, yet none had succeeded thus far.

"Master, this first one is the best, but you don't know magic, so it might not suit you,"

"Nonsense!" Zhang Menglong retorted, "Magic is actually my specialty. Let's head there!"