Apotheosis

Glowing before the Primeval Lord of Heaven and the other human heroes was the ancestry-level bloodline.

They attempted to trace it with their eyes. Its very existence was unusual to them. Its aura was truly unlike any other aura they had ever felt from the blended bloodlines.

The blended bloodlines of the thirteen wolf teeth had thirteen different auras, each with their own special quality.

For instance, the wolf tooth on the furthest right held the power of fire, from which its scorching aura truly radiated. Its aura was so strong that even if the tooth had been damaged, it still emitted heat. If one inched towards it, they would feel a burning sensation seep into their flesh.

The third wolf tooth from the right radiated a completely different aura. Unlike the previous one, this one was soft and quiet, comfortable even. If one laid their hands upon it, tension would disappear completely from their bodies, being replaced with serenity.

There were other auras in the thirteen wolf teeth. Some complemented each other; some opposed each other. Either way, with all of the auras' complexities, it was difficult to deny the teeth were extraordinary.

The aura of the ancestry-level bloodline was also extraordinary but for a different reason.

To Primeval Lord of Heaven and his companions, it was obvious the ancestry-level bloodline's composition was unusual, but even so, they knew it was far from complex.

It was the simplest thing. It was pure and perfect.

The Primeval Lord of Heaven sighed, putting a hand over his chest.

None of them knew how the Four Spirits Sect was able to obtain such an excellent object.

Out of all of them there, it was Zen who knew how truly powerful the ancestry-level bloodline was. Because of this, it was him who knew how to appreciate it the most for all it was.

However, he also knew that despite how powerful it was, it was nothing unless he was able to make use of it.

Moreover, the ancestry-level bloodline had a mind of its own. No one was able to control it.

werful that its aura penetrated through the enchanted barriers of the cave. Even Tearrag, Hagar and Nereus, who remained outside of the cave to guard it from unwanted visitors, felt its aura.

Truth be told, when they agreed to the Primeval Lord of Heaven's request, they did not have much hope in their hearts that they would succeed. They did it out of their sheer loyalty to the Monkey Spirit King.

Tearrag, having felt the revitalized aura of the wolf tooth, began to wear expressions of incredulity on his face.

"These humans," he said, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Have they really repaired the wolf tooth?

Are they really able to fix them?" he continued.

He felt the excitement rush through his veins. Before his mind could even think about it, his feet were already moving, rushing inside of the cave.

Bang!

He had just passed through one of the enchanted barriers outside the cave. There were several more ahead of him.

With his exceptional strength, he knew he would be able to pass through all of them without a sweat.

But then, he remembered the promise he had made to the Primeval Lord of Heaven. After they built the cave, the Primeval Lord of Heaven had made them promise that no matter what would happen, they would not enter the cave and pry into the process of awakening the Monkey Spirit King. And they agreed.