T-Tian Xiao?! Lin Tianxiao?!

Jiang Tianhai slowly shook his head. "It doesn't seem like it. Though Lin Hao has always been unpredictable, he knows his limits. If he were coming back, he'd definitely have sent word ahead of time, and he'd strictly obey the Heavenly Dao's restrictions, suppressing his cultivation. Releasing a Legendary Realm aura so brazenly doesn't fit his style. Besides..." He paused, his gaze sharpening. "These two auras are powerful, but they seem to... lack any killing intent. Instead, there's a... hard-to-describe sense of age and... a trace of familiarity?"

Familiarity? Everyone froze at his words and carefully sensed the auras again. Indeed, though the two vast auras brought immense pressure, a closer examination revealed no hostility or killing intent directed at them. Instead, they carried the weight of time and a faint... incredibly subtle resonance, as if it came from the depths of their bloodlines.

Lin Zhengguo, in particular, hadn't examined the auras closely at first because of his anxiety and worry. Now, prompted by Jiang Tianhai, he carefully sensed them again... Especially one of them, steady as a mountain yet concealing an iron-blooded sharpness... His body jolted!

This... this feeling... this bloodline resonance, as if carved into the depths of his soul...

No! Impossible!

Lin Zhengguo's pupils contracted to pinpricks. His heart seemed to be seized by an invisible hand, stopping dead. His breathing grew ragged as he stared at the Flying boat slowly descending, his gaze seeming to pierce its metal walls and see the people inside!

The trembling started at his fingertips and spread uncontrollably up his arms, then through his whole body! It wasn't fear, but an overwhelming shock—a tangled rush of disbelief and desperate hope, mingled with the grief and longing he had buried deep in his heart for over a decade, now on the verge