Half a Member of the Liu Clan, Sharing in the Glory

Time passed little by little.

The cracks on the eggshell surface became increasingly dense.

An ancient and weathered aura grew stronger, spreading from the Black Tortoise Egg to the entire Hidden Origin Peak.

Xiao Ming looked at the Black Tortoise egg with a serious expression.

Finally, at some point, Xiao Ming turned to look at Lu Changzhi and said:

"Let me make this clear first, I'm the eldest brother."

Upon hearing this, Lu Changzhi looked at Xiao Ming and smiled:

"What's wrong? Feeling weak?"

This Black Tortoise egg, which I planted in the ground for so long, is no longer like the original egg.

Judging from the current situation, it's far better than when Xiao Ming first hatched.

The meaning behind Xiao Ming emphasizing this to himself right now is self-evident.

No, I didn't.

Xiao Ming tilted his head, put his wings on his hips, and then:

"What do I have to be ashamed of?"

At that moment, Qin Li appeared in a flash.

"This egg..."

Qin Li stared at the Black Tortoise egg for a moment before saying:

"Is it Black Tortoise?"

Lu Changzhi nodded and smiled:

"Good eye."

Qin Li didn't say anything about it, and her attention returned to the Black Tortoise egg.

She knew that the four sacred beasts each had their own characteristics.

The overall characteristics of this egg are still quite obvious at the moment.

What's different is the pattern on this egg and the aura it emits.

It was quite different from what she had come to know.

Although the exact reason for this is unknown, one thing is certain: this Black Tortoise is no ordinary creature.

"This egg is hatching rather slowly."

After waiting a while, Lu Changzhi took out a chair and sat down.

"By the way, Xiao Dao."

With a flicker of his expression, Lu Changzhi summoned the Dao-Severing Sword Spirit.

"Young Master."

The Dao-Severing Sword Spirit gave a shout, and its aura immediately enveloped the Black Tortoise egg, then it exclaimed in shock:

"Is this Black Tortoise egg? Or Atavism form?"

"Atavism?"

Lu Changzhi became somewhat interested:

Tell me about it.

Upon hearing this, the Dao-Severing Sword Spirit was clearly somewhat surprised, but still replied:

"The bloodlines of strong Human Race may experience a brief resurgence when their bloodline is about to completely disappear; this is also true among the Beast Race."

According to the records...

Lu Changzhi listened Jingjing as Xiao Dao finished speaking.

That basically makes sense.

It's actually not complicated.

The reason it's called "Atavism" is because these Beast Race all had powerful histories.

However, their glory days are long gone.

Although, like humans, the Beast Race are said to have the potential for a final burst of energy before death.

However, because such occurrences are so rare, it is more commonly believed that the decline of the Beast Race is endless, and their powerful resurgence is merely a fleeting illusion.

However, according to the Xiao Dao, this is not actually a legend; the Beast Race can also experience a brief resurgence of their power.

However, it is extremely difficult, the conditions are very demanding, and there is no discernible pattern to it.

However, despite the great difficulty, if it does appear, it will surely lead its people into a glorious era.

Furthermore, if the Atavism of multiple powerful Beast Race occur in the same era, it could even usher in a large-scale Beast Race era.

The Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise were named sacred beasts precisely because of their dominant position during the previous era of the Beast Race.

"So, this Black Tortoise egg is quite rare?"

Lu Changzhi asked a crucial question.

"Right."

The Dao-Severing Sword Spirit spoke with certainty.

"Really."

A smile appeared on Lu Changzhi's lips, "The later they come, the more complex they become."

Quietly, seemingly without any incident, this unassuming Black Tortoise egg suddenly exhibited signs of Atavism.

"Perhaps, we could bury the Dao-Severing Sword inside?"

With this thought in mind, Lu Changzhi raised his hand, took out the Dao-Severing Sword, picked up a hoe, and dug a hole. Then, under the watchful eye of the Dao-Severing Sword Spirit, he Dao-Severing Sword in the hole.

After Lu Changzhi finished doing all this, after a long while, the Dao-Severing Sword Spirit finally spoke, tentatively asking:

"Young master, did I say something wrong?"

Lu Changzhi smiled:

Don't worry, this is a good thing.

The Dao-Severing Sword Spirit remained silent.

At this point, after the two had exchanged words, the cracks on the Black Tortoise eggshell became even larger.

What it exudes is no longer just vicissitudes and antiquity, but also a unique sense of awe.

"Oh, right."

The Dao-Severing Sword Spirit suddenly spoke:

"Young master, if the Beast Race exhibit Atavism, it will become common knowledge among all beastmen, at least to a large extent."

"Really?" Lu Changzhi asked.

"Very likely," Dao-Severing Sword Spirit.

"Then it seems we can't do it here."

After a moment's hesitation, Lu Changzhi stood up.

It may be chaotic outside, just don't let it happen here.

Immediately, he grabbed the Black Tortoise Egg and Gu Chen with one hand, and in a flash, headed straight for the teleportation array to the Withering and Flourishing Sect.

"Why?!"

Xiao Ming's eyes widened as he stared in the direction Lu Changzhi had left, and he shouted:

"I'm not a stranger to you! Help me out!!!"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Changzhi had already arrived at the center of the formation.

Brush.

Just as they arrived at the Withering and Flourishing Sect, Du Niansheng appeared at the perfect moment, a smile on his face.

"May I ask if there is anything that our Withering and Flourishing Sect needs to do?"

As he spoke, Du Niansheng couldn't help but think for a moment.

If I remember correctly, the Liu Clan was involved in something related to the imperial tomb?

It seems somewhat unreasonable to witness the Aptitude of a Great Emperor now.

Of course, I can think about it, but I can't ask.

Sometimes, it's better to keep your distance and avoid asking too many questions.

"Fine."

Lu Changzhi smiled slightly:

"I was passing by and thought I'd stop by."

After saying that, Lu Changzhi disappeared in a flash.

Seeing Lu Changzhi leave, Du Niansheng still muttered to himself:

"Could it be that something has gone wrong with the Emperor's Tomb?"

After all, it's highly unlikely that we'd see the Aptitude of a Great Emperor at this time.

However, Du Niansheng didn't think much of it.

The matter of the imperial tomb is no longer something that the Withering and Flourishing Sect can care about. What is more important now is stable development.

After another teleportation...

Lu Changzhi arrived near the Liu Clan.

"This is enough."

Not too far, not too close, just right.

I am still nominally half a Liu Clan.

Such an important matter at hand naturally cannot forget that we should share the good fortune.

Of course, there's another thing.

He lent out the Emperor Conferment Chair himself, and hasn't gotten it back yet.

We'll retrieve the Black Tortoise when it hatches.

Misty Clear Realm, the edge.

In a secluded spot, where few people were watching, Long Yang reverted to his dragon form, curled up, and opened his mouth to lick his wounds.

Roar!

Finally, Long Yang couldn't help but roar out in anger.

An unprecedented pain, an unprecedented shame!

If this grudge is not avenged, then...

Suddenly, Long Yang stopped moving abruptly.

The next moment, it suddenly looked up and gazed into the distance, its entire body rising into the air.

"This aura, this direction..."

"The Liu Clan? What secrets are they still hiding!"