"Prince Ebo, take Tongming's divine blood back with you."
After watching Tongming depart, Yu Chen turned to the Fire Warden Ebo beside him and spoke slowly.
Yet this ancient deity, ancestor of the Shang Dynasty and source of the Dark Bird bloodline, unexpectedly said, "Tongming came seeking help today, already troubling you, True Person, and before his death, he left behind a request. As his ancestor, I should not fail to show something in return."
"Since the True Person has expounded the Dao today and the Dao rhythms of the gathered immortals are rising, let this divine blood remain here as a prize, bestowed upon one with fate."
With that, Ebo stepped back and concealed himself within the void.
Yu Chen shook his head at the sight, returned to his original position, and continued his exposition.
Ebo's words had both further defined Tongming's matter and left Yu Chen with a neither-large-nor-small trouble.
After years of purification by Tongming, along with the blessing of the Shang Dynasty's national fortune, the divine blood within him possessed formidable power. Even an ordinary person of later generations who inherited this divine blood would immediately obtain strength comparable to that of a gold-edict deity.
More importantly, Ebo had acknowledged the legitimacy of this divine blood. Whoever inherited it would not only encounter no trouble, but could even enjoy, to a certain extent, the fortune of the Shang Dynasty.
This was quite enticing to some of the Rogue Cultivators present.
To Yu Chen's disciples and the cultivators of the High Immortal realm, however, it was merely something they could take or leave.
To them, whether it was their own paths or the content of Yu Chen's coming exposition, both were more precious than this divine blood.
"Hmph!" Tongtian, likewise concealed in the shadows, could not help