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My Waste Husband novel Chapter 2062

As Cesia stood where she was, watching the Heretic God disappear, she waved her arms and put away the formation. She raised her head to look at the bloody clouds that enveloped the entire Vast Thousand Worlds. Then, she suddenly turned around and walked towards the mountain.

There was a gate above Wu Mountain that could test one's bloodline.

She came to the front of the gate and looked at the gate in front of her eyes. Different bloodlines would cause different changes to the gate.

The gate had once turned golden because of Ranjeet's bloodline.

Gardiner's bloodline caused the gate to turn black and white.

However, Henry's bloodline was terrible. It directly burned the gate and the image appeared. It was the bloodline memory. Only the world's top bloodlines could have the bloodline memory.

It was similar to the divine beast born at the beginning of heaven and earth which had the Divine Power at birth. This was the bloodline memory.

The bloodline memory represented the real Heaven's Luck, the Heaven's Will.

After the Hong Clan's Saint, no one had a bloodline memory. Only the reincarnation of a Saint could have it. Only when one's bloodline was close to the point of atavism could they awaken some of their memories.

With her silver hair draped over her shoulders, Cesia stood barefoot on the ground. Standing in front of the gate, she stretched out her hand and gently touched the gate.

When Cesia's hand was placed on the main gate, the gate didn't react at all.

The only thing that could keep the gate unchanged was that the person did not have any bloodline. Otherwise, the gate would react even to the Zhao family from the ancient land.

There wasn't surprise on Cesia's beautiful face. She took a small step forward and the gate in front of her was actually opened by Cesia! There wasn't the slightest bit of effort to open the door! If the Heretic God were here and saw this scene, he would be so shocked that his spirit would collapse. Even if it was the Heretic God himself, he wouldn't even want to touch the door in the slightest. In his understanding, the Heretic God would not be able to open the door. But now, the door was actually opened! There was only one possibility to open the door, that was, the person who had the bloodline of opening the door.

This door could test the bloodline of the world and provide feedback. The person who could open the gate was the source of countless bloodlines in the world! The origin... could not be said! That bloodline was something that the entire Vast Thousand Worlds could not bear. In the Vast Thousand Worlds, it was impossible to spit out those words! Behind the gate, there was a void. With one step, Cesia stepped into the void. The void covered her body, and the gate slowly closed. No one saw that in the bloody clouds above Wu Mountain, a big eye opened and stared at Wu Mountain. The eye did not disappear until Cesia completely entered the gate.

It was not that no one would pay attention to Wu Mountain, but the owner of the large eye had already gone beyond this dimension, so the people of the Vast Thousand Worlds could not find him at all.

It was as if the ants thought that the street light was the sun.

Wu Mountain returned to silence.

The Vast Thousand Worlds was boiling with excitement.

It fell into the heatwave of searching for Henry.

Many people wanted to find Henry and kill him.

The appearance of Buster from the Seventh Tribe of the Divine Race had startled many people. After all, Buster had already died in the Sacred Empire back then. Everyone was well aware of this.

During the year, Gardiner's face was covered with stubble, and his previously trimmed hair became extremely messy. During the year that Henry disappeared, he would shout such words in every city. He wanted to get rid of Henry's sins. He wanted to tell everyone in the world that Henry's massacre was not for himself, but for this world.

In a year, the ruins of the city had disappeared and the bones had been disposed of, but Ranjeet was still sitting there and chanting. His fat body became much thinner and his lips were cracked. This year, he was really fasting. He was sitting here reciting scriptures. With his current strength, he could use Qi to support his body. He would not die, but if he would not eat and drink, his body would be seriously injured. Qi could only keep him alive, but it could not provide any nutrients.

During this year, there were still bloody clouds in the sky. There was no day or night in the Vast Thousand Worlds for a whole year. There was only one way to separate the night from day. From the sword scar in the sky, white and black could be seen.

In the past year, those powerful people had never stopped searching for Henry, but there was no clue at all.

One year ago, the Hong Clan's Saint had reincarnated as Sylvia to experience the mortal world and experience the vicissitudes of life. She was an escort who had suppressed her strength to the Divine Bridge level and experienced the difficulties of an ordinary martial artist.

This year, she was not an escort, but a manager of a restaurant. She had no strength to support herself, and she did not have the convenience brought to her by the Lin Family in the ancient land. She could only start all over again to experience the life of a merchant.

In a remote small city of the Thundercloud Empire, Sylvia walked on the street, looking at the rewards for Henry's head posted on the walls around her.

Sylvia's large eyes contained some doubt as she muttered, "Why is the entire world searching for him again?"

A few seconds after Sylvia's mutter, she suddenly came to a realization.

"How do I know that something like this has already happened?"

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