As members of the ancient Eight Clans, nearly everyone present was exceptionally familiar with the sensation of such power stirring.
For, in a sense, everyone who had appeared on this battlefield had personally experienced the feeling of such power surging forth from the depths of their bloodline.
Over the long years of the Dou Qi Continent, this phenomenon had another special name.
"Dou Di Bloodline! The Yao Clan's Dou Di Bloodline has been activated once again!"
No one knew who had cried out on the battlefield, but this exclamation, mixed with wild joy, swiftly spread across the battlefield that had been reduced to desolation.
"Dou Di? How is that possible... She isn't even a Nine Star Dou Sheng. How could she break through to Dou Di within half a year?!"
Saint Li had naturally noticed the abnormality at the gate to the Medicine Realm. Yet the instant his instinctive doubt left his lips, a terrifying aura that made his hair stand on end surged from within that gate.
"This is—"
If anyone was under the greatest pressure at that moment, it was undoubtedly the Spirit Devouring Venerable Saint, who had just been sent flying.
"...She broke through?"
Sensing that aura, which seemed ready to ignite all the demonic qi, beginning to rise and spread at an utterly unimaginable speed, the Spirit Devouring Venerable Saint's brows gradually furrowed.
"Dou Di Bloodline... It's the Dou Di Bloodline! The Clan Leader succeeded! The Clan Leader succeeded!!!"
Countless Yao Clan members, who had just been driven into desperate straits and fallen into utter despair, felt the surging power within their bloodlines. The wild joy of surviving the calamity welled up within them, and their cries echoed across the scorched earth of the Shennong Mountain Range, causing even the dark heavens to reveal faint traces