Fuck, just as expected—where were there any good people? The ancestor of the Dao Gu Clan had a trace of desolation in his eyes. According to this innate sacred being—
The Dao Gu Clan was the key. This had been predetermined. Their ancestor should have been the key to usher them back.
But an accident had occurred. Someone had ambushed and killed their ancestor midway. As for who it was, the ancestor of the Dao Gu Clan already knew—the existence dressed in a blood-red dragon robe.
"Why did it have to be the ancestor of my clan?" the ancestor of the Dao Gu Clan asked the innate sacred being. The blood of the Great Dao within him shone brilliantly to its utmost limit.
The Destiny source of the Dao Gu World gathered upon the ancestor of the Dao Gu Clan.
"The blood of the Great Dao can conceal everything. We can return without being noticed," the innate sacred being said indifferently.
"This is an inevitable Sacrifice. We severed..." The innate sacred being did not finish speaking. Some things could not be touched upon.
Those existences were dead or not—no one knew better than they did. It was precisely because of their existence that those people could not return.
"Enough. Now that you know this much, it is time for you to be on your way. The blood of the Great Dao within you has also matured," the innate sacred being said as it looked at the ancestor of the Dao Gu Clan.
The ancestor of the Dao Gu Clan looked at the innate sacred being.
He had thought the innate sacred being simply feared nothing. It turned out it had been waiting—waiting for his power to reach the peak of sublimation.
The blood of the Great Dao within his body