Just when all the cultivators thought that fatty, who had ignited his bloodline, would definitely die, only Tang Zhen knew that this was not the case.
That pile of burning charcoal was just a useless shell, a restraint on the outside of the true body.
Fatty, who was being burned by the flame of the lamp oil, had really been reborn and had undergone an incredible change.
His bloodline, which was originally extremely thin, had been forcibly extracted. Although it was only a tiny trace, it still originated from a powerful ancient creature.
That kind of nobility and power was not something that ordinary living beings could compare to. It was like comparing mortals to gods.
A special aura erupted. Fatty, who had activated his ancient bloodline, was destined to be completely different from the past.
Although he had gained some benefits, he had also suffered some pain.
