The Five-Colored Saint Lord had already waited a very long time for this day.
Back then, the Medicine Horn Deer Clan had not only been the demon race's exclusive physicians, but also consumables in a certain sense. There had never been any precedent of the Antler Pearls that formed atop their heads being used on themselves.
They even had to offer up their own flesh and blood, or even their entire Demon Body, when important figures were wounded and on the brink of death, using a life-for-a-life method to heal those gravely injured core figures.
He had long since had enough of being treated like a lamb waiting for the slaughter.
In order to climb to the position of Saint Lord, he had disguised himself for nearly a thousand years. Only then had he stood out from among the Prison King Spirit Official's countless chess pieces, finally obtaining this chance to aspire to Spirit Transformation.
For him, the Heavenly Human Spirit Communication Treasure Vine was his only hope.
Once his breakthrough succeeded and shattered the limits of his bloodline, his lowly birth would no longer be able to restrict him. He could even reverse it, relying on his cultivation realm to drive the evolution of his bloodline.
He would completely change the future of the Medicine Horn Deer Clan.
The shackles of the demon race's bloodline were precisely like this: success lay in the bloodline, and failure lay in the bloodline. But... once those shackles were broken, one could possess potential that could be called "endless."
The lower one's realm, the easier this kind of shackle was to break.
Of course.
It was not as though one had to oppose one's bloodline. Relying on rare treasures of heaven and earth or special opportunities to normally advance one's bloodline was also