The Excitement of Lord Guden

Time rewound to three minutes ago.

Thousands of kilometers away from the battlefield.

Lord Luojia, Lord Guden, and Lord Lance stood side by side, gazing at the battlefield in the distance.

They had arrived here a minute ago, just in time to witness Li Yilin comprehending the Time Law and being pulled into the internal world by Bertin.

Seeing Li Yilin grasp the Time Law and quickly cross the threshold, Lord Guden couldn't help but whisper, "The Time Law? It seems that kid's talent was still underestimated."

The Giant Axe Arena actually has an evaluation grade for every "Giant Axe Warrior"; the higher the talent, the higher the evaluation.

If a highly-rated genius can be recruited into the arena, they might even join the core layer directly as a core member, enjoying the top-tier training methods of the Giant Axe Arena.

Initially, the Giant Axe Arena's evaluation of Li Yilin was "ordinary genius," a rating that could be considered quite low, as basically any Domain Lord with decent performance could obtain it.

It was only after Li Yilin earned the title of "Giant Axe Warrior" and comprehended the Thunder Law that the Giant Axe Arena raised his evaluation to "Level 3 Elite."

But now, with his strength in comprehending the Time Law and crossing the threshold, he could be promoted to "Level 2 Elite," and even the higher "Level 1 Elite" was not impossible.

The fact that the arena's assessment of him changed repeatedly in such a short time was enough to demonstrate his ability.

"Under the pressure of world power, he can still use phantom bodies. It looks like the flight secret technique Ten Thousand Line Flow used by spirit readers, but isn't that kid a warrior?" Lord Guden frowned.

"It is not Ten Thousand Line Flow." Lord Lance's golden eyes narrowed slightly, and the three blue markings on his left cheek continued to flicker with a faint light.

"It is a more profound secret technique than Ten Thousand Line Flow." Ten Thousand Line Flow cannot make phantom bodies linger for so long, and the clones of Ten Thousand Line Flow are merely a combat technique produced by extreme speed, offering limited improvement to one's strength.

Yet, the clone Li Yilin used appeared as only one, but it almost replicated the full strength of the original body and lasted for a long time; how is that any different from having a helper with the same strength as oneself?

"Isn't that kid a native?" Lord Guden raised an eyebrow, the snake scales on his forehead refracting a dazzling green light, even more curious, "A native, yet possessing a secret technique more profound than the Ten Thousand Line Flow circulated among the Immortals. Could it be that he encountered some incredible opportunity?"

"An opportunity?" Lord Luojia's eyes lit up, "I like opportunities."

"Nonsense, who doesn't like opportunities?" Lord Guden rolled his eyes and continued to look at the battlefield in the distance, his emerald snake eyes flashing with a strange light.

Lord Lance turned his head to look at Lord Luojia, who showed obvious excitement after hearing the word "opportunity," and frowned slightly.

He knew exactly what kind of person his friend was, so he warned without hesitation: "Luojia, don't harbor any improper thoughts. We cannot afford to offend the Red Blood King."

Although Li Yilin had not joined the Giant Axe Arena, he had caught the eye of Sawatdee, and Sawatdee was known for being protective of his own; being under his shelter meant he had already been marked as one of his own.

They might not care about Sawatdee, but they could not pretend not to see the Red Blood King standing behind him.

At the mention of the Red Blood King, Lord Luojia instantly calmed down.

While the three were communicating, the battle in the distance reached its most critical moment.

Seeing Li Yilin seemingly stimulated by something, his whole body erupting with purple light, a low dragon roar seemed to traverse countless spaces and clearly reached their ears. Their expressions changed drastically, and they moved half a step forward involuntarily.

"That is..."

Even at a distance of thousands of kilometers, that dragon roar was as clear as if it had sounded right in their ears. Lord Lance touched his chin, lost in thought.

"It seems to be the power of bloodline."

Isn't the bloodline grade of the Wutuo Clan only seventh-tier?

Even the gene level is only onefold, so how could he possess such extraordinary bloodline power?

And this method of activation...

Why does it look so much like something only the Monster Race would have?

He pursed his lips, not voicing this conjecture, but he kept it in his heart.

"What is that sound?" Lord Guden whispered, his eyes lighting up with a "whoosh," brighter than the light of the distant stars, making Lord Luojia look at him involuntarily, muttering to himself that this guy's eyes were like gemstones.

"I feel the bloodline within me stirring." Lord Guden shouted excitedly, his eyes glowing.

He possessed the bloodline of the Dragon-Man Race, and it was one of the most powerful branches of the Dragon-Man Race, with a bloodline grade ranked in the first tier of human bloodlines; one is a Domain Lord upon reaching adulthood.

Even if the bloodline within him was not pure, it was still the bloodline of the Dragon-Man Race.

To make his bloodline stir with just a single roar, the origin was definitely not simple.

"I'm going to take a look and ask that kid what that roar was about." He was a man of action and was about to flash over.

A large hand suddenly appeared, placed on his shoulder, and held him in place. Lord Guden was forced to stand still, and he turned his head to see Lord Lance looking at him with a helpless expression.

"Don't be impulsive."

Looking at his excited friend, he sighed, "The fact that it can cause a reaction in your bloodline means there is definitely a secret on that kid, and secrets are not easily revealed."

"Then what should we do? I really want to figure it out, and..." He turned his head to look into the distance, "What if it helps improve my talent?"

He believed that Lord Lance would give him the best solution, so he posed his question.

Hearing this, Lord Lance fell silent.

Logically, Guden's talent at birth should have been the highest among the three of them, but because of his bloodline, the talent he displayed was not even as good as Luojia, who came from a slave background.

If he could help him purify his bloodline, not to mention becoming stronger than the Dragon-Man Race, at least he could recover to the talent level of an ordinary Dragon-Man.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel moved.

After a long while, he lowered his hand and turned around.

"Wait a moment. Let's head over only once that kid can no longer hold on."

Lord Guden's eyes lit up instantly. "Lance, your mind is truly sharp to have come up with such a plan."

"By saving him at his most desperate moment, as long as he has a conscience, he won't return kindness with enmity. Achieving my goal will be effortless." The more he spoke, the more excited Lord Guden became.

"Have you two never considered that, what if that thing is related to the purple light on him? Or perhaps it is the hidden bloodline power within him, his trump card for reaching where he is today..." Lord Luojia leaned in, glanced at Lord Guden, and finally fixed his gaze on Lord Lance.

"Strip him of his bloodline?"

Lord Lance did not speak, merely watching the distant battlefield with a solemn expression.

Lord Luojia was right, but Lord Guden had finally found something that could aid his bloodline, and he did not want to give up.

What if?

What if it were some kind of treasure?

He comforted himself with this thought.

He refused to consider that even if it were a treasure, Li Yilin might not be willing to share it.

He looked up toward the distant battlefield, watching the increasingly distinct fluctuations of the Law on Li Yilin, his mind filled with complex thoughts.

Although he had not comprehended the Time Law, he had already grasped the Space Law.

When he first arrived in this space, he had felt nothing toward Li Yilin, but after Li Yilin comprehended the Time Law, his sixth sense told him that the man was not simple.

An existence who had just comprehended a supreme Law and was still a level lower in strength than him was actually making him feel a sense of crisis?

Upon reaching this conclusion, Lord Lance had already decided that he would absolutely avoid becoming his enemy if it were not necessary.

But now...

He turned his head to glance at Lord Guden beside him, seeing the excitement, agitation, and anticipation in his eyes...

He sighed, feeling that the current situation was truly troublesome!