As the blood continued to flow away, Xiao Jin's face grew paler and paler.
He was a Dou Zun, true enough, but even a Dou Zun couldn't be used as a blood bag.
In the world of the Dou Qi Continent, bloodlines were something extremely profound.
If too much bloodline power was lost, one's strength might even regress.
It was just like when Xiao Xuan extracted the bloodline of the entire Xiao Tribe a thousand years ago.
In theory, as the strongest existence among the Eight Ancient Emperor Clans at the time, even if Xiao Xuan had been heavily injured, it was impossible for there to be no other Dou Saints within the Xiao Tribe.
Could they really have been worse off than the Yao Clan was now?
Moreover, all the Ancient Emperor Clans possessed a Dou Emperor Remnant Soul. Even if they couldn't counterkill the Soul Clan, they should at least have been able to inflict heavy damage on it, right?
Yet from beginning to end, it seemed as though only Xiao Xuan had been fighting as a Dou Saint.
The elders and Dou Saint experts within the clan had all vanished without a trace.
Xiao Jin felt that there was only one reason for this situation: after the Dou Saints of the Xiao Tribe had their bloodlines extracted, their strength had regressed drastically, leaving them unable to serve any purpose in the final battle.
Xiao Jin was now caught in a similar predicament.
As the blood in his body flowed away, his bloodline inevitably suffered damage.
He could now faintly feel his cultivation realm beginning to regress.
But compared with saving Zi Yan, this minor loss of cultivation was nothing.
As for the bloodline problem, at worst, he could return to the Starry Space after some time and