"I'll take a gamble. Whether I live or die, it's better than agonizing over it forever."
In an underground chamber in Immortal-Slaying City, on the Northern Nether Continent.
Once Xiao Tian Ce made up his mind, he no longer hesitated. He mobilized the remaining ten or twenty percent of his bloodline power. Instantly, under the effects of his god-grade bloodline power, spiritual energy erupted around him, forming a vortex above his head.
"Hiss!"
Yet the moment Xiao Tian Ce began cultivating with his god-grade bloodline power, the sheer magnitude of the disturbance made Fatty Baby, who was studying formations, draw in a sharp breath.
"Is Little Mister's cultivation speed for real? How can it be so terrifying?
Ling'er, Ling'er, do you know why?" Fatty Baby asked urgently.
Such a cultivation speed, such a rate of absorbing Spiritual Power—even the former Heavenly Dao Sect Master, a late-stage saint-grade heavenly sovereign, could not match it.
Ling'er giggled at his question, then explained, "It should be the god-grade bloodline power inside Little Mister. Earlier, when he suddenly raised his strength to the early-stage Saint-Grade Heavenly Sovereign level, then used a secret art to reach the Middle-Stage Saint-Grade Heavenly Sovereign level, he did it by burning his god-grade bloodline power."
"God-grade bloodline power?" Fatty Baby sounded puzzled.
Wasn't a bloodline something only ancient races possessed?
In the Great Thousand World, however, this sort of cheat-like advantage was called a spiritual vein.
A spiritual vein could be regarded as a medium that accelerated cultivation. Someone who possessed one could reach greater heights more quickly than an ordinary person.
"That's right. On the Dou Qi Continent, where we used to live, whenever someone in a clan ascended to the dou di realm, their descendants would awaken a dou di bloodline.
And the highest grade of bloodline