The man in the royal robe's eyes shined brightly as he stared at the spot between the eyebrows of the statue. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Four drops of blood wasn't enough to shock him. It has to be said that even Ye Mo had obtained three drops.
Although most of the ancient countries that went through the first calamity only obtained one drop, there were some that obtained more than two drops. Aside from Ye Mo, any member of the Ancient Dao royal family could obtain two drops of Ancient Race Heavenly Blood.
What's more, the man in the royal robe had obtained six drops of Ancient Race Heavenly Blood.
He was known as the strongest person in the Ancient Dao beside Xuan Luo!
Because of this, he became the emperor of the Ancient Dao. His status was very high and he was respected by countless people.
However, even so, he wasn't accepted as a disciple by Xuan Luo. The man in the royal robe still brooded about this, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.
Now that he heard Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo say he was going to accept Ye Mo's inheritor as a disciple, his heart was very gloomy, but he didn't reveal it at all.
"Four drops of blood. This kind of thing hasn't happened in a long time."
"However, four drops of blood should be the limit. Look at the light from the Ancient Ancestor statue, it has dimmed a bit."
"Shi San, four drops of blood in one day is really not a lot."
The surrounding discussions buzzed. The gazes of the people of the Ancient Dao all gathered on the Ancient Ancestor statue.
The red light between the eyebrows of the Ancient Ancestor statue gradually dissipated. In the end, the monstrous red that illuminated half the sky completely dimmed. Slowly, only a small dot between the eyebrows was left in this world.
At this moment, the nearly one million people of the Dao Ji clan knew that everything was over.
The man in the royal robe looked calm, but he sneered in his heart.
"Just four drops of blood, how can he have the qualifications to protect my Ancient Dao clan like uncle said? Today's matter is a bit of a fuss over a minor issue.
"Even if uncle wants to accept a disciple, there are a few people in my Ancient Dao clan who have obtained four drops of blood. Even when I obtained six drops, I didn't catch his eye!
"If he still decides to accept Ye Mo's inheritor, I'll be the first to disagree!"
The man in the royal robe didn't reveal any of his thoughts and revealed a look of pity. He shook his head with a wry smile and spoke softly to Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo.
"Uncle, four drops is a lot. Ye Mo's inheritor can be considered a member of my Ancient Dao clan.
Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo's expression was calm, as if he hadn't heard the man in the royal robe. He looked at the red light between the eyebrows of the Ancient Ancestor statue that was becoming weaker and weaker. In the end, there was only a sliver of red light left, and it looked like it was about to completely dissipate.
He looked at the four drops of blood that he had just formed. They shone with a crystalline light as they shot up into the sky. They seemed to pierce through the void and disappear into the distance.
"Wait a little longer." After a long time, the black-haired youth slowly spoke.
The man in the royal robe nodded in agreement, but his heart was filled with disdain.
"Aside from uncle, no one in the Ancient Dao clan has talent like mine. Ye Mo can't, and his inheritor can't either!"
Time passed on the Immortal Astral Continent. At this moment, in the rift in the Cloud Sea in the cave world, Wang Lin's avatar was sitting on the edge of the altar. His eyes revealed a strange light as he looked at the drop of blood his original body had formed at the center of the altar.
The blood floated there quietly and did not move, but at that moment, whistling sounds immediately echoed in the strange space. Layers of ripples appeared out of nowhere in the galaxy above the place. As they spread out in all directions, an incredibly powerful presence that was filled with an ancient air traveled faintly towards them.
This aura far surpassed all life in the cave world. Even the Grand Empyreans couldn't compare to it. However, although this aura was terrifying, it didn't attract anyone's attention. Only Wang Lin could feel it.
Ripples echoed above the altar and a giant vortex slowly appeared. The vortex rotated and rumbled. A blood-colored light spread out from the vortex and shrouded the entire altar. A powerful force pushed Wang Lin's avatar several thousand feet away from the altar.
This force that was pushing Wang Lin's avatar caused Wang Lin's mind to tremble. This force was beyond the might of the heavens, it was beyond any pressure Wang Lin had ever felt in his life!
Not to mention him, even if Rainbow was on this altar, he would be forcefully driven out!
In Wang Lin's mind, he clearly felt that the drop of blood that was his original body seemed to be burning. It gave off a blood light that seemed to be reflecting the blood light from the vortex.
As the blood light spread out from the vortex, a drop of blood flew out from the vortex toward the drop of blood formed by Wang Lin's original body. The two drops of blood rapidly fused and slowly fused together.
At this instant, Wang Lin's avatar staggered back and immediately sat down. Bursts of pain came from his mind. This pain made it impossible for him to completely control his avatar; he had to wholeheartedly feel the will of his original body.
The moment he sat down, a thunderous rumble echoed in his mind. His consciousness dissipated from his avatar and completely entered the drop of blood.
Bursts of unspeakable pain echoed in his consciousness. Although he no longer had a body, he still felt the pain of being burned. The fused drop of blood seemed to be boiling and rapidly squirming.
Just at this moment, the second drop of blood flew out from the vortex and fused with the drop of blood formed by Wang Lin's original body. As a result, a thunderous rumble echoed in Wang Lin's consciousness. The pain multiplied countless times, but he could not roar it out; he could only endure it!
Shortly after, the third drop of Ancient Ancestor blood flew out from the vortex and fused with the drop of blood formed by Wang Lin's original body. A thunderous rumble echoed in Wang Lin's consciousness, and the pain multiplied countless times. However, he could not roar it out and could only endure it!
This body had a head of white hair, and it was Wang Lin!
His body was covered in complex runes and looked extremely strange. His eyes were closed and he let out muffled groans of pain. His illusory body gradually became corporeal.
At this moment, the fourth drop of blood flew out from the vortex. The moment it flew out, a blood-red light filled the endless space. The red light was shocking and landed between Wang Lin's eyebrows.
With this, Wang Lin's body trembled and his eyes opened. His pupils were red and his body trembled. A powerful force surged through his body like crazy, causing popping sounds to echo from his body.
After the four drops of Ancient Ancestor blood fused with his body, a bloodline was born. This bloodline was the Ancient Ancestor's bloodline. The appearance of this bloodline meant that from now on, Wang Lin was a true descendant of the Ancient Ancestor. He was a true citizen of the Ancient Country!
When the fourth drop of blood flew out, the vortex above him gradually stopped and showed signs of dissipating. Once it dissipated, the Ancient Race Heavenly Blood trial would be over. Although Wang Lin had passed, he was destined to only obtain four drops of blood, one more than Ye Mo!
This was already a lot for him. After all, he had obtained the inheritance from Ye Mo, and the four drops he had obtained had already surpassed Ye Mo's. This was almost Wang Lin's limit!
After all, he was not a genius, and he did not grow up on the Immortal Astral Continent. He was just a weak creature born in a cave world.
He could not compare to the man in the royal robe. The man in the royal robe had obtained six drops of blood and was able to become the royal family of the Ancient Dao. What did Wang Lin have to compare to such a genius?
He also could not compare to Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo, who was one of the nine suns, one of the nine strongest people on the Immortal Astral Continent. He was a legendary existence, someone above millions of people. Such a person had obtained eight drops of Ancient Ancestor blood, so Wang Lin could not compare.
The only thing he could bring out was his perseverance and unyielding character, as well as his unwillingness to be controlled by others. In the midst of countless life and death crises, he had walked step by step from being a weak mortal to where he was now. Looking back, the hardships he had gone through along the way were enough to shock anyone.
He had gone through countless life and death situations. The man in the royal robe and the cultivators of the Ancient Country were still peacefully cultivating. With the protection of the Grand Empyreans, they rarely encountered life and death situations.
As Wang Lin used his life to exchange for fortune again and again, the man in the royal robe was being protected by countless people. No matter what he wanted, the people would immediately bring it to him.
In order to resurrect Li Muwan, Wang Lin was holding Li Muwan's body and desperately struggling to awaken Li Muwan. The man in the royal robe was playing with the strange treasures his people had sent him. He was choosing the women he favored to become one of his many concubines.
"Four drops of blood, is this my limit …" Wang Lin's bloodline power condensed as he looked at the gradually dissipating vortex. He was not satisfied!
Although he didn't know what had happened on the Immortal Astral Continent because of him, this was his personality. He was not satisfied, he wanted more blood, he wanted his bloodline power to become even stronger!
Not for anything else, but for the heaven-defying will in his heart that would never yield!!
"Since you recognize my Ancient clan bloodline, then giving me only four drops of blood is not enough!!" There was a flash of coldness in Wang Lin's eyes and he charged at the dissipating vortex!
He was different from all the Ancient Dao clansmen on the Immortal Astral Continent. He had lived in the cave world and had never respected the Ancient Ancestor. He didn't respect this illusory existence, he only believed in his own strength!
On the Immortal Astral Continent, not even Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo could compare to him. Grand Empyrean Xuan Luo still respected this mysterious ancestor.
However, Wang Lin was not the same!!
He was the first person in the Ancient Dao clan to not be satisfied after obtaining a drop of blood and charge at the vortex!
(To be continued)