"Follow me!"
Bai Yuanze led Xu Yuan through one Secret Chamber after another, then used a key to open the last door at the end of the corridor.
"Your Netherworld Passage Ontological Rank is 1, right?" Bai Yuanze asked.
"Right," Xu Yuan said.
"To advance any Bloodline from Ontological Rank 1 to 2, you need to find a matching Bloodline. But in a sea of people, that's extremely difficult. Even the organization has only one sample in storage." As they spoke, they entered the room.
The sealed vessel at its center had already been shattered.
Blood ran across the floor.
Two lines had been written on the wall in blood:
"In the world today, every Bloodline that could raise the Netherworld Passage Art from Ontological Rank 1 to 2 has been erased by me. This was the last one, and now it's destroyed too." —Xu Chengan.
They looked at the broken vessel, then at the words on the wall.
Everything was laid bare.
Xu Yuan sighed quietly.
It seemed his father in name had truly left nothing to chance.
Xu Chengan would not allow another Cultivator with a Netherworld Passage Ontological Rank above 1 to emerge and threaten his position!
But if—
If the world really was as Xu Chengan said, and no Bloodline suitable for advancing Netherworld Passage remained—
What was Xu Yuan supposed to do?
He could hardly just give up.
"That's impossible. He may wield Netherworld Passage, but how could he have met every Cultivator? How could he know for certain that no matching Bloodline remains?" Bai Yuanze's face turned ashen.
"He must have developed another ability through his Netherworld Passage Art, one that lets him come and go from here at will," Xu Yuan said.
"No. Wait here. I'll get a specialized artifact and search again