At this moment, Ling Yusong could naturally tell that the young disciple of Heavenly Dao before him had yet to reach the Saint Martial level, so he was rather curious about his talent and bloodline. If it was truly formidable, it was not impossible for him to spare the Heavenly Heart Sacred Ancestor.
And as the youngest disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sacred Ancestor, it was only natural for him to step forward and plead for the Heavenly Heart Sacred Ancestor.
Ling Yusong's body and mind had both suffered grave injuries, so he did not suspect anything for the moment. Because of those injuries, he also had no way to carefully scrutinize the young disciple of Heavenly Dao before him...
Even if he had scrutinized him, he would not have been able to see through anything. After all, he did not know much about the martial path of Sikong Jing, this little cousin of his.
And Sikong Jing possessed both human-vein and beast-vein powers. He had long since deeply concealed the aura of the Nine Heavens Wind and Cloud Art.
Hearing this, Sikong Jing replied softly, "In reply to Young Master Ling, I possess an Emperor Bloodline!"
The moment those words fell, Ling Yusong could not help but widen his eyes again, staring in disbelief at the young disciple of Heavenly Dao in his eyes.
An Emperor Bloodline?
Within the Desolate Sea Forbidden Land, the existence of Saint Bodies was normal, but an Emperor Bloodline seemed somewhat impossible, did it not?
"Of course, I'm not entirely sure whether I truly possess an Emperor Bloodline. After all, it is merely something from legend."
"But if Young Master Ling tests me, you'll know."
As he spoke, Sikong Jing took another light step forward, once again displaying how freely he could move within