“Bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races!”
Hearing the voice, everyone broke out into discussion.
A legendary bloodline appeared. How much of a shock was that?
The expression of the tall, skinny youth from the Spiritual Sacred Land changed, but it was already too late to stop the short-haired youth from using his bloodline.
Plop! Plop!
Experts in the arena trembled from the bottom of their bloodline and souls. Those below the half-step Origin Core Realm were half-kneeling on the ground, and even some Sovereigns felt an urge to bow to the short-haired youth from the Sacred Land.
On the arena platform, the short-haired youth’s bloodline that had been fully opened turned his skin into a tough shell-like thing. He was like a desolate beast releasing a terrifying aura as he looked at the Two Despairs of the Purple Sovereign.
“It’s actually a legendary bloodline….”
