The Demon Race had always valued bloodlines above all else, and this was especially true of the Three Sacred Clans.
For someone like Ji Yuan, when he had transformed into Feng Jiuxiao and first arrived in the Phoenix Clan's territory on Demon God Mountain, he had already been able to sense that sheltered aura.
It was even more so now that he had arrived at the Phoenix Clan Ancestral Land.
The moment he arrived, he felt as though he had returned home.
Then there was Dong Qian. The moment she returned to Demon East, she could sense the direction of the Qilin Clan Ancestral Land—so was Ji Yuan genuine or not?
The instant the two Phoenix Clan elders appeared before him, they already knew.
They did not know how Feng Yidao had investigated matters on his end, but the Feng Jiuxiao before them was indeed a member of the Phoenix Clan.
In other words, the Phoenix Clan had a clansman who had wandered outside, endured countless hardships, and finally returned to the clan.
How laughable that the clan had continued doubting his identity until now.
At that thought, the Phoenix Clan's Second Elder could not help but feel pity. He reached out and patted Ji Yuan on the shoulder again, this time with noticeably more force.
"You've suffered all these years out there."
At his age, he was only at the Spirit Transformation Middle Stage—among those Phoenix Clan disciples who had remained in the clan, which one had not already reached the Spirit Transformation Peak Stage by his age?
He truly had suffered outside.
In the distance, those great Phoenix Clan cultivators who had rushed over from all corners of the clan did not dare approach. They could only stand afar in every direction and watch.
With both elders present,