Han Li felt something was wrong with himself and was greatly alarmed.

He immediately activated the Refining Spirit Art. A sharp pain shot through his sea of consciousness, and he suddenly woke up. His body trembled slightly, and he quickly stood firm.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, shifted his gaze, and looked around. He found that no one seemed to have noticed his abnormality, and he also realized that he seemed to be the only one who had fallen into this state.

When the gazes of all the desolate race members fell on the second door, they only glanced at it and did not linger for long.

Han Li calmed his mind and was about to take another look at the third door when his movements suddenly froze.

"What's going on? It actually opened..." His eyes lit up, but his heart was filled with surprise.

Just a moment ago, a light cracking sound rang out in his body, and a mysterious aperture had opened without any warning.

"To actually have this opportunity, breaking through an aperture after just a moment of observation, this human race is indeed somewhat different..." Bai Ze's gaze was not on Han Li, but he sensed the changes in his body and muttered to himself.

"Could it be..."

Han Li speculated in his heart and subconsciously focused his gaze on the second door again.

However, when he looked at the second giant door this time, the mysterious state did not reappear. Only his true spirit bloodline seemed to be as joyful as ever, full of longing for this giant door.

Although Han Li felt regret about this, he did not dwell on it too much. After just a moment of observation, he shifted his gaze to the last crimson copper giant door.

This giant door was even more rugged than the previous two. Not only were there no traces of artificial carving, but it was also covered with countless dense dents, pitted and uneven, like the ground bombarded by a meteor shower.

Han Li looked at it for a while and, seeing that there was nothing special about it, slowly withdrew his gaze.

"The three doors you see before you, the spaces behind them are actually the true Desolate Sacred Hall. The stone hall on Mount Eight Desolations is just a place we built to store the Desolate Sacred Fire." Bai Ze's voice suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the space.

"There are three Desolate Sacred Halls?" Liu Qing asked in surprise.

Although he was the head of the Heavenly Fox Clan, he did not know much about the Desolate Sacred Hall.

"There is only one Desolate Sacred Hall. The places reached after entering these three doors are all the Sacred Hall, but different levels of void within it. The first door is the foundation of our Desolate Eight Kings' bloodline inheritance. Those of you from the five races who inherit the bloodline can enter through this door to inherit the bloodline of your five True Spirit Kings." Bai Ze's gaze fell on the first giant door, and he said.

"Yes." Liu Leer and the other five responded at the same time.

As soon as the words fell, Qing Dian could not wait and flew out, directly rushing into the golden flames.

"Ah..." As soon as his figure disappeared into the flames, a tragic cry came.

Everyone was startled by the sound and saw Qing Dian wrapped in flames. Cracks appeared all over his body, looking like a porcelain object about to shatter, a rather terrifying sight.

"The Desolate Sacred Fire can help you burn away impurities in your body. Only after enduring it can you inherit the power of the bloodline," Bai Ze said calmly.

As soon as his voice fell, a earth-shattering roar came.

"Roar..."

In the golden flames, Qing Dian's body rapidly expanded, almost instantly transforming into a huge Qing Ape with a white face and red hands, sharp horns on its head, and fangs in its mouth.

It rammed into the crimson copper giant door. A golden light flashed on its body, and it directly disappeared into it.

The young master of the Zouwu clan saw this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he leaped into it as well.

Following closely behind, Liu Leer and Yuan Shanbai also leaped into the golden flames.

Xiao Bai was the last to step into the flames.

As roars rang out within the flames, all of them transformed into their true forms, like Qing Dian, and crashed into the crimson copper giant door, disappearing from sight.

After the sounds they stirred up disappeared, the entire square fell silent.

"You all should cultivate in this square. Although the aura of flesh and blood here is not as good as inside the Desolate Sacred Hall, it is still a great benefit to you. Seize this opportunity and cherish it." Bai Ze said.

Hearing this, everyone sat down cross-legged, intending to start cultivating.

"King, since the first door is where the bloodline is inherited, can we enter the other two doors? Cultivating there must be better than here, right?" At this time, the chief of the White-backed Ghost Ape clan suddenly asked.

As soon as these words came out, the others also looked over. Even those who originally did not dare to have such extravagant hopes now had a glimmer of hope.

"They are the five chosen by the bloodline, protected by the True Spirit King's bloodline, so they can enter the giant door. What do you have? If you are not afraid of death, you can try and see if you can open that door?" Bai Ze said indifferently.

"This junior was arrogant and dare not be presumptuous..." Hearing this, the White-backed Ghost Ape clan chief trembled and shrunk his neck, saying.

"Alright, cultivate here in peace. When the five of them return after inheriting their bloodlines, I will reopen the Asura Blood Gate and take you out." Bai Ze did not look at him and said.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Everyone replied in unison.

Just then, a somewhat discordant voice rang out: "Your Majesty, this junior wants to try..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look, only to find that the person speaking was actually the human they disliked the most, Han Li.

"You bastard, you're taking an inch after giving you a foot..." The Qing Ape clan chief was furious and sternly reprimanded.

The other clans also cursed one after another. Even Hu San and Li Qima shook their heads, feeling that Han Li's actions were too rash.

"This junior is overestimating himself and wants to try entering this second door. I wonder if Your Majesty can grant my wish?" Han Li ignored this and cupped his fists again, saying.

"You have done us a favor in the Desolate Wasteland. If you want to try, it is naturally permissible. However, I want to remind you that this door is not ordinary. How many kinds of True Spirits are there in the Desolate Wasteland? The fact that the eight of us can become True Spirit Kings surpassing them is not unrelated to the space behind this door." Bai Ze frowned slightly and said.

The second door was actually the place where the eight True Spirit Kings cultivated and trained in the past?

"It is not easy to enter this door. With only the Giant Mountain Ape bloodline in your body and your human body, you may not even be able to withstand this Desolate Wasteland fire. Do you really want to try?" Bai Ze continued to ask.

Now, not only were the others completely shocked, but even Han Li himself was suspicious. The place where the eight True Spirit Kings were achieved, could he really enter it?

"This junior wants to try, please grant my wish, Your Majesty." However, he quickly made up his mind and said.

The reason why he dared to take this risk was because of his own bloodline, which gave him some confidence. On the other hand, it was because he wanted to improve his strength as soon as possible, which was crucial for rescuing Jin Tong later.

"Since you have made up your mind, then go ahead." Bai Ze hesitated slightly and said.

"Thank you." Han Li cupped his fists and said.

"If any of you feel that you can enter this door through the Desolate Wasteland fire, you can also try, but you are responsible for all the consequences. Alright, hurry up and cultivate." With that, Bai Ze flew away, passing directly through the Asura Blood Gate and leaving.

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other for a while, then focused their attention on Han Li.

Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. He tapped his toes and instantly rushed into the Desolate Wasteland fire.

With a "whoosh".

A large swath of golden flames suddenly rose up, engulfing Han Li completely.

He originally wanted to rush directly to the second door in one breath, but at the moment of entering the flames, he was surrounded by an extremely intense burning pain. His whole body was wrapped in strands of flame and pulled directly down.

He struggled to move forward, but he only felt as if a Mount Eight Desolations was pressing on his body, making it impossible for him to move an inch.

At the same time, the blood in his body was also boiling under the burning of the flames, surging wildly in his blood vessels. Every time it collided with the heart, it was like a big drum being beaten wildly, making bursts of "bang bang" loud noises.

This sound could be heard not only by Han Li himself, but also by the others outside.

He kept calling out in his heart, trying to summon the Essence Flame Firebird to protect him, but although the Essence Flame Firebird sensed it, it seemed to be restricted, and was sealed in his body and could not come out.

"This kid is really courting death. His Majesty has already said that without the protection of a powerful True Spirit King bloodline, it is difficult to withstand the trial of the Desolate Wasteland fire, yet he still wants to try without knowing whether he will live or die..." The Qing Ape clan chief's smile did not diminish on his face, and he said.

"Hehe, I've long disliked him, it's best if he dies here..." The Long-armed Ape clan chief echoed.

Those who are not of our race must have different intentions. Since he is courting death, it is best to die.

Most of the people of the Desolate Wasteland race had similar thoughts.

Li Qima did not speak, but glanced at Han Li, then closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged, and began to absorb the powerful blood and flesh power in the surrounding void.

"Brother Han, you are too rash... How can the flesh of a human withstand the Desolate Wasteland's Qi and Blood that has been passed down for ten thousand ages." Seeing this, Hu San could only sigh quietly.

Han Li was completely unaware of everyone's reactions. At this moment, his ears were ringing constantly, and his flesh and blood were scorched black, the surface making "sizzling" sounds, looking like it was about to be roasted.

Just then, his body made a series of "bang" "bang" sounds, like popping beans.

A five-colored halo lit up from his body, and the phantom of a Giant Mountain Ape appeared first. Following closely behind, the Silver-winged Lightning Roc spread its wings and flew out, and then the True Dragon, Heavenly Phoenix, Xuan Turtle, Teng Snake, and other ten True Spirit phantoms flew out one after another, surrounding him.

Waves of ancient and powerful aura spread in the flames.

"Look quickly!"

"What... what is going on..." Someone exclaimed.