"My branch... was once the foremost direct line of the Yao Clan, with the purest Dou Emperor Bloodline?"
Yao Xuan's body trembled slightly, his pupils abruptly constricting as disbelief filled his face.
Ever since Yao Xuan could remember, he had borne the humble origins of a collateral branch of the Yao Clan, suffering exclusion and bullying from the direct line since childhood.
Even after being expelled from the Yao Clan and left to wander in hardship, he had always believed that his branch was merely an ordinary one among the Yao Clan's countless offshoots, with thin bloodlines and mediocre talent.
Yao Xuan had never imagined that his seemingly humble collateral bloodline concealed such a world-shaking secret!
Suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart, Yao Xuan raised his eyes toward Yao Dan atop the platform and asked in a deep voice,
"What does Senior mean by this? Please enlighten me."
Yao Dan slowly stroked the long beard beneath his chin. A trace of recollection and regret flashed through his weathered eyes as he gazed toward the eternal sky beyond the hall. In a grave, distant tone, he slowly unveiled this millennium-old secret history of the Yao Clan.
"As the name suggests, your branch, Yao Xuan, was originally part of the orthodox direct line of my Yao Clan. It possessed the purest Dou Emperor Bloodline in the entire clan, the bloodline closest to the source of our ancestors."
"Yet as a thousand years passed and the world changed, those events were deliberately sealed away within the clan records, and gradually, no one knew of them anymore."
"It is not that you lack top-tier Emperor Blood. After the incident back then, it was sealed layer upon layer by the clan's supreme secret art. The glory of your Emperor Blood fell completely dormant, appearing