Ancestor Dragon Bloodline.
The Demon Race differed from the Human Race. In a sense, although the physical bodies of the Human Race could not compare to those of the Demon Race—
the bodily structure of the Human Race was naturally suited to cultivation.
In particular, many powerhouses had emerged among the Human Race, creating one cultivation method after another.
Unlike the Demon Race, whose many great Divine Abilities and secret arts had to rely on bloodlines to be unleashed.
This was also why some Demon Race members with unremarkable bloodlines would assume human form to cultivate after reaching the Transformation Realm.
But the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline stood above every other Demon Race bloodline.
Once one truly achieved something with it, even without becoming an Immortal, reaching the Demon Lord realm was guaranteed!
Not to mention that, in Ao Qing's eyes, Gold Horn's talent and comprehension far surpassed those of his peers.
In a sense, he was second only to Jiang Shu.
"Rest assured, Old Ancestor. I will certainly give it my all and never disgrace the might of the Dragon Race."
Gold Horn narrowed his eyes into slits. The Great Dao of Slaughter flowed within them as he slowly uttered the two words, "Jiang Shu."
It was as though he wanted to carve that bone-deep hatred firmly into his heart.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Ao Qing nodded slightly, a complicated light flashing through his eyes.
His potential had been exhausted. Unless he encountered a heaven-shaking opportunity, there was no possibility of taking another step forward.
Moreover, even if he truly took that step, while a Demon Lord possessed an exceedingly lofty status, in terms of freedom, they were far inferior to who he was now.
After all, every time a Demon Lord took action, they had to worry whether the Heavenly