This was determined by the traits of the Ancestral Dragon Bloodline and the as-yet-unseen Primordial Dragon Bloodline. No other Dragon Clan bloodline could compare.
Setting everything else aside, Meng Zhao's Purple Origin Dragon Blood—also the Emperor Dragon Blood—was, in terms of might and divine power alone, absolutely no weaker than the Primordial Two Dragons. Yet its fierce aggression and tyrannical, sole-sovereign dominance were nothing like the Primordial Two Dragons' gentleness.
If the Emperor Dragon Blood entered one's body, even heavenly powerhouses like Ao Bing or Long Feng would not have their bloodlines collapse at a single blow. In truth, however, they would be branded with the Emperor Dragon Seal and thereafter controlled by Meng Zhao, just as an emperor commanded the civil and military officials beneath him.
The Way of the Emperor Dragon was both the Way of the Dragon and the Way of the Emperor. One could roughly look to Ancestor Dragon Ying Zheng for reference. He himself had attained great mastery in the Supreme Emperor Way, while also achieving great mastery in the dragon path.
The difference was that his imperial way had been cultivated after birth, whereas Meng Zhao's imperial way had been born with him, bestowed by his Ziwei Treasure Body and Ziwei Destiny.
As for which was superior, that was still difficult to say. But Meng Zhao's entire body of learning was far from limited to the Way of the Emperor Dragon; he merely used it to establish a core.
When he achieved great mastery in the future, he would surely forge a Supreme Dao Fruit unprecedented before and unmatched thereafter, one comparable to the ancient Supremes and inferior to no one.
After returning to the main hall, the two spoke for a while, and the previously sword-drawn, bow-bent atmosphere eased considerably.
Still, Ao Bing