Zhu Clan, Qin Mountain.
The dozens of Great Sages of the clan stood surrounding both sides. Among them, one Zhu Clan Great Sage had an especially striking appearance as he held a delicate-looking Peacock Great Sage in his arms.
At the center of the hall, the unconscious Zhu Ling lay on the floor. The Zhu Clan Great Sage responsible for protecting him was reporting the whole sequence of events.
"In the end, Zhu Xiao Ba accepted the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao Bloodline, erupted with power, knocked Zhu Ling unconscious, and headed for Southern Shaolin."
"I was worried that chasing after him rashly would provoke Zhu Xiao Ba, so I entrusted two close friends to escort him in secret instead."
Seated in the place of honor was a fat, dark-skinned man. His expression was grim as he asked, "Are you certain it was the Ancestor Demon Bloodline—and that it was at the peak of the Barren Soul Realm?"
"There's no mistaking it!" The Great Sage nodded. "The sensation of that bloodline was exactly the same as the bloodline throbbing I sensed at Ancestor Soul Mountain when I became a Sage. In fact, it was even stronger!"
At those words, all the Zhu Clan Great Sages fell into shock.
The Zhu Clan's old ancestor, Dang Kang, had been a great demon at the peak of the Barren Soul Realm!
The Zhu Clan still preserved a pair of fangs from that Dang Kang, which could stimulate the bloodline of Zhu Clan members advancing to the Great Sage Realm. The bloodline throbbing they felt at the instant of advancement was an unforgettable sensation.
That comparison alone was enough to prove its accuracy!
The Zhu Clan's ruler gradually turned solemn. "From this day forth, our unified public statement shall be that Zhu Xiao Ba's