Divine Grade Bloodline

Watching Yao Xingji lose so cleanly in the arena, the crowd fell briefly silent before erupting into commotion.

"It looks like the era of two rivals competing for supremacy is over. From now on, Young Master Feng will be the Yao Clan's undisputed number one genius!"

"It seems the gap between us and Young Master Feng is only getting wider..."

"..." The younger generation of the Yao Clan stared dumbfoundedly at the defeated Yao Xingji. As his peers, they naturally knew how formidable he was. Other than Yao Feng, almost no one could fight him on equal footing. Yet he had lost so decisively to Yao Feng. The scene caught everyone off guard.

"Next, Yao Feng will undergo the test!"

Ignoring the dispirited Yao Xingji as he walked down, Yao Feng stepped before the old man. Standing there, he could clearly sense the vast, ocean-like aura emanating from him. It made Yao Feng suspect that the old man was likely a Dou Sheng expert, for his presence was not much weaker than that of the original owner's father—the Yao Clan's clan leader.

"Place your palm on it."

The old man lifted the star disk once more. Yao Feng extended his right hand and gently touched it, closing his eyes slightly. A faint glow slowly bloomed from the star disk, and beneath that light, stars began to emerge one after another.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the star disk. Each new star that appeared made countless hearts pound fiercely.

A few years ago, Yao Feng had tested as possessing an Eighth-grade Bloodline at only nine years old, shocking the entire clan. Four years had passed since then, and everyone was curious whether he could create another miracle.

"One star, two stars... five stars, seven stars, eight stars..."

As more and more stars appeared on the star disk, even the breathing of those below grew heavy. The more powerful elders could even sense the space in the heavens trembling faintly. Some ancient old monsters who had remained in seclusion were also startled awake.

Under countless gazes, not long after the eighth star appeared on the star disk, another burst of brilliant light gathered. Then, amid sharp gasps, another star slowly formed.

"Ninth Grade? It's actually a Ninth Grade Bloodline?!"

"A Ninth Grade Bloodline... This practically foretells the future birth of another Dou Sheng expert..."

An elder murmured in astonishment.

"It's not over yet!" Elder Wanhuo said quietly beside Yao Dan. Watching the star disk continue to brighten slowly, a trace of anticipation appeared on his face.

The old man standing before Yao Feng stared at the increasingly radiant star disk, ecstasy flashing through his eyes. He had presided over bloodline testing ceremonies for over a century, yet someone with such a high bloodline grade was a sight rarely seen even once in a thousand years.

As countless eyes converged upon him, Yao Feng's palm trembled slightly. The tingling sensation returned, and specks of golden light surfaced across his body. As more and more golden light appeared, the star disk seemed to shine at its utmost limit. Fine cracks quietly emerged across it before spreading rapidly.

"What terrifying bloodline power! Even the star disk can't withstand it!"

At this sight, not only the younger Yao Clan members but even the elders revealed shocked expressions. Shattering a star disk through bloodline power alone—none of them had ever even heard of such a thing.

Buzz! Buzz!

As the cracks spread, the light from the nine stars seemed to gather together, and faint sacred golden fluorescence seeped out from within.

As the golden light grew brighter, the entire world seemed to fall silent in an instant. Then, with a crack, the star disk shattered completely. Golden light filled the sky, and a powerful energy flew out from the star disk, shooting straight toward the towering statue.

In an instant, an incomparably powerful pressure blanketed the entire Yao Clan. Ecstasy shone in the eyes of Yao Dan and the other Yao Clan elders, their faces filled with fervor.

Many Yao Clan members with weaker cultivation could not endure the pressure. With a thud, they fell to their knees.

Before the statue appeared the phantom of an old man dressed in coarse hemp robes. His enormous figure stood between heaven and earth, exuding boundless majesty.

The moment the phantom old man appeared, the souls of every Yao Clan member present trembled violently. A pressure originating from their bloodlines caused countless figures throughout the mountain range to kneel at once.

"Progenitor!"

The many Yao Clan elders gazed at the phantom figure with tears streaming down their aged faces, their expressions filled with fervor. Stirred by their bloodlines, that figure was like an inviolable god in their hearts.

Yao Feng seemed to have entered a wondrous state. He stood perfectly straight, his mind exceptionally clear, yet he could not move his body at all.

The old man in coarse hemp robes slowly swept his gaze across those below before finally murmuring to himself.

"After several thousand years, it has actually declined to this extent..."

Hearing the phantom old man's whisper, shame immediately surfaced on Yao Dan's face. Compared to ancient times, the Yao Clan had indeed declined greatly.

The phantom old man said no more. He turned his gaze toward the youth who had awakened him. After examining Yao Feng, he spoke with some gratification.

"Favored by fate. From this day onward, this child shall be the Medicine Clan's Chosen. The entire clan shall spare no effort in nurturing him!"

When his words fell, the phantom old man's figure gradually faded and returned to the statue.

"Farewell, Progenitor!"

After a long while, Yao Dan and the others rose. Looking at Yao Feng, who was enveloped in golden light, their eyes were filled with excitement and delight.

"The Yao Clan's rise is finally in sight!" Elder Wanhuo could not help sighing.

"Pass down the order. What happened today must not be spread to outsiders!" Yao Dan's eyes were also filled with intense excitement, but as the Yao Clan's clan leader, he understood more than most. The Soul Clan was now powerful and frequently made covert moves, their intentions easy enough to guess. If the Soul Clan learned of Yao Feng's talent, there would likely be much trouble in the future. For now, they could only keep the news sealed until Yao Feng grew strong enough.

"Yes, Clan Leader. I'll handle it at once!"

As the one in charge of punishments, Yao Wangui naturally took on this task and hurried away to make the arrangements.