The clear pool water gradually turned blood-red as blood-colored radiance poured into it. In the end, a dense stench of blood spread from within.
An extremely terrifying and strange power slowly diffused outward...
Standing beside the pool, Xiao Yu felt that strange and terrifying power. Not only did she feel no discomfort whatsoever, but the bloodline within her body began to flow rapidly at that moment.
Faintly, she seemed to hear some sounds of intense longing and excitement.
"Is this the Xiao Clan's Bloodline Power?"
Xiao Yu's beautiful eyes flickered as she murmured softly.
She could clearly feel the immense attraction this Bloodline Power held for her.
It was like an instinct!
"Xiao Yu, enter the Blood Pool and absorb the Bloodline Power."
Xiao Xuan, who had turned into a white-haired old man in the blink of an eye above the Blood Pool, smiled faintly as he spoke.
His voice had become hoarse and aged, yet his eyes were filled with hope and gratification.
No matter what, he had finally lived to see the arrival of a Xiao Clan descendant.
Though Xiao Yu was a woman, and her current achievements were far inferior to his own.
He could see the resilience and unyielding spirit within Xiao Yu.
On the path of cultivation, talent was important, but one's temperament was even more important.
Xiao Yu's talent might not be astonishing, but Xiao Xuan approved of her temperament.
Ever since Xiao Yu entered the Heavenly Tomb, he had paid her considerable attention.
Her diligence and her persistence in becoming stronger left even him extremely satisfied.
He believed she would be an excellent inheritor.
"Ancestor!"
Looking at Xiao Xuan, who had become incomparably aged, Xiao Yu clenched her delicate fists. Her pearly teeth bit tightly into her red lips, and a mist rose