The Crimson Feather Race's ancestor was immensely excited.
The goodwill flowing from this bloodline made him feel acknowledged.
"I've spent my entire life pursuing bloodline power, believing I could use it to break through, perhaps even attain the Hongmeng Realm."
"I never expected to remain stuck at the bloodline's final hurdle."
"For some reason, a final trace of another, unwanted bloodline always remains in my body, preventing me from piercing that last paper-thin barrier."
Demon Emperor Daochen felt somewhat helpless at his words.
He could accept such things in principle.
But when he actually thought about someone needing his flesh and blood to evolve, it still felt rather inappropriate.
Soon, the two began.
Under the Scarlet Feather ancestor's guidance, the Demon Emperor cut open his palm and allowed him to drink his blood.
The Crimson Feather Race's ancestor drank the Demon Emperor's blood ravenously, like a vampire.
As he continued drinking, peculiar changes took place in his body.
Gradually, his body actually returned to its original form.
As this transformation continued, the Demon Emperor watched a blood-colored Golden Crow slowly appear before him.
The Golden Crow's eyes were blood-red and carried a peculiar, intimidating power. Once he had slowly regained his original form, he gradually stopped drinking.
Little by little, the Demon Emperor noticed a searing ultimate yang fire rising from his body.
The Scarlet Feather ancestor actually let out agonized howls. He seemed unable to endure this ultimate yang fire and rolled about on the ground nearby.
Scarlet Feather stared dumbfounded, with no idea what had happened.
"Demon Emperor, what's going on?"
Demon Emperor Daochen's expression turned grave. "No wonder this fellow's bloodline power always fell just short. His bloodline wasn't pure at all. He lacked the most important thing: the ultimate yang blaze."
"This ultimate yang blaze isn't