Gu Yuan fell silent for a moment, then nodded lightly.
"Hall Master Liu has a point."
He looked toward the arena, a trace of complexity flashing through his eyes.
"It seems that from now on, my Ancient Clan cannot focus solely on the power of bloodlines. Actual combat experience is equally important."
Divine-Grade Bloodline
The bloodline tests continued as batches of young Ancient Clan members stepped forward. Some reached the fifth grade, while others barely made the fourth. None were as eye-catching as Ling Quan's sixth grade, let alone Gu Zhen's seventh grade.
However, no one was paying attention to these ordinary tests.
Because everyone knew that the real highlight was yet to come.
After sending Gu Yao and Xiao Yan away, Elder Tong Xuan grabbed at the ground. The ravaged plaza trembled, and countless boulders rapidly rose from the earth.
With a sweep of his sleeve, the shattered boulders vanished into thin air. A clean, smooth stone plaza once again appeared before everyone.
"Allow me to preside over the next part of the ceremony."
After finishing this, Elder Tong Xuan suddenly spoke.
Hearing this, Gu Qian and several other elders froze. Then, as though they understood something, shock appeared in their eyes before they bowed and withdrew.
After the elders had gradually left the arena, Elder Tong Xuan slowly descended from the sky. His smiling gaze turned toward the lovely figure in the special seating area.
"Xun Er, it is your turn."
As Elder Tong Xuan's voice fell, the gazes of the entire audience almost instantly converged on that beautiful figure.
Within the Ancient Clan, she was a true pearl.
In the guest seats, Liu Bai held a teacup as his gaze also settled on the green-clad figure slowly rising to her feet.
She wore a pale green dress,