Sometimes, staying outside a treasure mountain left one gazing at it with a sigh; yet after entering that treasure mountain, one could still be at a loss, unable to decide what to choose...
There were tens of thousands of ancestral bloodlines waiting to be activated. If the Bloodline Fruit's energy were unlimited, Zhang Tie would naturally activate them all, instantly slaughtering in every direction and grinding those scum from the Devil Race and the Three-Eyed Society into pulp. But the Bloodline Fruit's energy was limited—only 361 points—so he had to choose from among those tens of thousands of bloodlines. Which kind of bloodline should he activate?
The energy points required to activate those different ancestral bloodlines also varied. Some needed only a few dozen points, while others required over a thousand. How to use these 361 points of energy was indeed a major problem.
Zhang Tie did not continue looking through the remaining ancestral bloodlines. Instead, he stood where he was and began to think.
What kind of bloodline would be most useful to him?
It was an agonizing question. Every bloodline was useful; every one could improve his abilities and grant him a skill. They were all so incredible—but which was the most useful? At the very least, which would be most useful to him right now, allowing his combat power to reach its peak?
Zhang Tie pondered for a long time but still could not make up his mind. He felt that every bloodline had its uses, that every one was so good, and he could not bear to give up any of them. Then, a sentence flashed through Zhang Tie's mind like lightning—Those who reach the ultimate in strength draw near to the Dao! Those who reach the ultimate in strength draw near to the Dao!
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