On the Yulan Plane, after Hogg, the Dragonblood War God, peace gradually returned.
In the years to come, although some genius Saint Realm experts rose to prominence one after another, no one ever surpassed Baruch again.
The renown of the Dragonblood War God became synonymous with the strongest existence on the entire continent.
A thousand years later, on the Yulan Plane, within the Baruch Empire.
At the holy land of Dragonblood Castle, Baruch waited anxiously outside, pacing back and forth, his entire body tense.
"Your Majesty, the Queen is a ninth-rank expert. There won't be any problem with childbirth."
Watching this scene, the steward found it rather comical and could not help speaking up.
If outsiders learned that Baruch, the continent's greatest expert and the Dragonblood War God of the Baruch Empire, could act like this, countless people would probably laugh themselves to death.
"I know Fanny is a ninth-rank expert, but... sigh, never mind. You wouldn't understand even if I told you!"
Baruch opened his mouth, but in the end, he could only sigh and continue pacing back and forth.
Seeing this, the steward did not know what to say for a moment and could only keep quiet and wait.
The reason Baruch was so anxious was naturally because of his bloodline.
Ever since absorbing that drop of blood back then, Baruch had gradually realized that it might have come from some kind of magical beast. The creature's true body must have been extraordinarily powerful.
That was why a single drop of blood had been enough to alter the bloodline throughout his entire body.
But it was precisely because this bloodline was too powerful that Baruch worried it would be too much for his wife to bear.
A thousand years had already passed. Though his wife had only been