Battle Through the Heavens: The Beginning of the Dou Sheng Inheritance

Looking at Xiao Xuan, who was growing older but whose eyes were becoming more gentle, Long Yan felt a pang of sadness. He could sense the immense burden that this ancestor, who had once amazed the entire Xiao clan with his outstanding talent, had borne for the sake of the entire race.

"Within these bloodline powers lies some energy that I sealed away during my lifetime. My descendant, I hope that you will fulfill the promise I made to the Xiao clan!"

"Your original body cultivated the Yin-Yang Technique. When he comes here later and merges with these bloodline powers, he will break through to the late stage of the Nine-Star Dou Sheng. As long as he has more children, all of his children will also have divine bloodlines. The Xiao Clan may not be unable to be revived."

This is the real reason why the bloodline of the Dou Di family is declining!

As the former patriarch of the Xiao clan, Xiao Xuan naturally understood very well that people of ancient races with divine bloodlines would gradually become more perfect in mind as they grew older.

Under such perfection, he rarely felt any special feelings for the opposite sex. Xiao Jue, who had cultivated the Yin-Yang Technique, was, in his eyes, the greatest hope for the revival of the Xiao Clan.

As long as they have many children, they will all become Dou Sheng powerhouses in the future, and they will all have divine bloodlines. At the very least, they will be high-level Dou Sheng. If they have flawless divine bloodlines, they can even become nine-star Dou Sheng.

Unfortunately, this is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst. Xiao Jue's children may possess divine bloodlines, but Xiao Jue's children, after possessing divine bloodlines, may not necessarily have any more children.

The bloodline of a Dou Di is both a reward and a curse. However, Xiao Xuan smiled slightly, knowing that the Xiao clan would at least become powerful again in the future. As for whether it would decline once more...

Once the Xiao Clan possesses at least a dozen Nine-Star Dou Sheng, what difference will it make if the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade Fragment is resurrected, let alone the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor?

The clear pool water, as crimson light surged in, grew increasingly blood-red. Eventually, a thick, pungent smell of blood emanated from it, and an extremely terrifying and strange power slowly spread out.

Long Yan couldn't help but ask, "If that's the case, then with the power of an Emperor-level soul, even if only a remnant soul remains, it's not impossible for it to be resurrected, right?"

"It's difficult."

Xiao Xuan simply shook his head and couldn't help but sigh. He had been dead for a thousand years in the outside world, but in the Heavenly Tomb, where time flowed five times faster, he had been waiting for five thousand years.

He didn't really want to live anymore because of this loneliness. Now that he saw the Soul Clan destroyed and the Xiao Clan prospering, he could die content.

"This is the heritage of my Xiao clan."

Xiao Xuan handed over the Xiao Clan's inheritance to Long Yan and chuckled, "Since your clone possesses an Emperor-level soul, his main body naturally can't be inferior either. I will give Xiao Jue a gift."

Above the blood pool, Xiao Xuan, who had instantly transformed into an old man with white hair, smiled slightly. His voice was now extremely hoarse and aged, but beneath this agedness lay a faint hope.

The Xiao clan, after all, has not given up hope. Although the current achievements of this younger generation of the Xiao clan are not as great as his back then, he has unlimited potential.

Xiao Xuan could also sense that this junior might complete the challenge that he had failed to achieve back then!

Looking at Xiao Xuan's aged appearance, Long Yan took a deep breath. He knew that now was not the time to act on emotion. Xiao Xuan had used this method to make himself look like a ghost in order to wait for him.

The purpose was to leave the last bloodline of the Xiao clan to him. What he needed now was not rejection, but acceptance, and to truly give it his all, because he was now the only hope for this fallen race.

Long Yan couldn't help but ask, "Is there really no way to revive you?"

"There are still survivors in the Xiao clan. One of the three heroes of the Xiao clan, Blood Axe Xiao Chen, was trapped in the Demon Flame Space."

"There's no need to persuade me anymore. Let's wait here for Xiao Jue to arrive." Xiao Xuan smiled slightly. "I am already a dead man, and besides, I am a sinner of the Xiao clan. The destruction of the Xiao clan was my fault alone."

"If you think about it carefully, you might realize that the Soul Clan of today is just like the Xiao Clan of yesteryear."

"The clan leader was arrogant and conceited, leading the entire clan to their deaths. The Soul Clan lost all hope, but the Xiao Clan got what it wanted."

"There may be a Soul Clan in the future, but there will never be another Soul Race. They have lost the opportunity to rise again and continue their lineage."

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"Xun'er..."

Xiao Jue, who was having his first time with Xun'er at the Heavenly Tomb, suddenly stopped and said, "I might have to spend some more time with you later."

"It's alright." Xun'er hugged Xiao Jue's arm and said softly, "Xun'er isn't in a hurry."

"Um."

Xiao Jue nodded, took Xun'er's hand, and used his spatial power to go to the third level of the Heavenly Tomb, arriving at Xiao Xuan's tomb.

Facing the gaze of the man in the blue robe, Xiao Jue's blood seemed to flow faster and faster in that instant. Suppressing his excitement, he also raised his head, and their two pairs of dark eyes met.

This eye contact lasted for a while before a slight smile finally appeared on the man in the blue robe. The smile wasn't deep, but it gave Xiao Jue a sense of kinship.

"Finally, someone from the Xiao clan has arrived. My years of waiting have not been in vain."

The man in the blue robe stepped through the void and slowly appeared in front of Xiao Jue, speaking softly with a hint of relief and a sense of liberation in his voice.

"Xiao Jue greets his ancestors!"

Upon hearing the man in the blue robe's words, Xiao Jue simply bowed, for it was he who had revived the Xiao clan!

"Hehe, Xiao Jue... that's a good name."

The man in the blue robe smiled slightly, gently helped Xiao Jue up, patted Xiao Jue's head, and said, "I sensed you the moment you entered the Heavenly Tomb."

Xiao Jue knew what a prominent figure this ancestor in front of him was back then, but in his eyes, he was only at the level of the Soul Emperor, barely stronger than Gu Yuan.

"Junior Gu Xun'er greets Senior Xiao Xuan!"

Xun'er, standing to the side, also bowed respectfully to Xiao Xuan at this moment, saying in a respectful voice that she knew in her heart that even if her father came here, the person in front of her was someone she had to treat with courtesy.

"The ancient tribes..."

Xiao Xuan suddenly turned his gaze to Xun'er beside him and said, "Your bloodline is very similar to Gu Yuan's."

"Gu Yun is my father..."

Xun'er said respectfully, glancing nervously at Xiao Xuan with her beautiful eyes. In a way, he was Xiao Jue's elder, and the kind of person who held absolute authority in the Xiao clan.

She naturally didn't want to create any prejudice against her on their first meeting, even though Xiao Xuan was no longer a truly living person. (End of Chapter)