Chapter 1039: 761: Pursuers
The Imperial Consort gently caressed her high, swollen belly, a hint of reluctance passing over her pale face.
In the next moment, her gaze became resolute, and she looked toward the Elder Priest by her side, speaking:
“After I leave, the clan and child will be entirely entrusted to the Priest.”
The Elder Priest deeply bowed with heartfelt respect in his voice:
“Rest assured, Your Majesty!!”
“I will exhaust my frail body to ensure the Prince’s safety.”
Upon hearing this, the Imperial Consort lightly nodded, hesitating no longer, and with one stride, she stepped into the surging, crimson Blood Pool Array.
In an instant.
Her vibrant vitality and the Emperor Dao bloodline shared with the Prince fully peeled away and ascended, transforming into a gentle, thick blood light, unreservedly merging into the unborn child within her womb.
The life force of the Imperial Consort swiftly dissipated, and her body slowly shriveled in the blood pool…
As her breath completely vanished, brilliant light fiercely surged in the center of the Array.
A giant egg, glistening with flowing blood-colored patterns, appeared out of thin air, replacing the earlier figure of the mother.
The Elder Priest’s eyes abruptly filled with wild joy, clutching his green staff tightly as he shouted:
“Sixth level!”
“It truly broke through the sixth level bloodline!”
Yet in the next moment, his brow furrowed, and his tone deepened:
“But the foundation is unstable, the bloodline fluctuates, and there’s a risk of falling in rank at any time.”
He sharply turned his head, looking at the middle-aged Merfolk standing beside him, his only son Yimuer, the clan’s designated next Priest.
“Yimuer, from now on, all matters of the clan will be in your hands; do everything to assist the Prince in growing up and continuing the Merfolk race’s legacy.”
As his voice fell, not waiting for Yimuer to respond, the Elder Priest started to laugh aloud, the laughter filled with heroic sadness:
“Your Majesty, I am coming!!”
He turned and resolutely stepped into the boiling sacrificial blood pool Array.
Ready to sacrifice his own origin, completely solidifying the sixth level bloodline foundation of the prince within the egg.
Yimuer watched his father leap into the blood pool, his eyes instantly reddening, shimmering with tears.
All remaining Merfolk within the cave gazed at the giant blood-colored egg in the center of the Array, their eyes simmering with an exceedingly hot light, fervently anticipating.
“Sixth level bloodline!”
“Finally the Merfolk race has a hope for revival!”
…
At this moment.
Within the blood-colored giant egg.
As the Elder Priest’s entire origin was sacrificed and infused within, a fresh consciousness slowly awakened, gradually extending perception.
It was precisely Chen Sheng, who had reincarnated here, slightly startled within as a thought surfaced:
“I actually reincarnated as an egg?”
“My identity…”
In an instant, the sacrificial Array circulating around him, countless images of clan members sacrificing their bloodlines, transmitted into his perception through the resonating bloodline.
“This Array is to purify the bloodline within me…”
“A faint force of creation, this bloodline is indeed of a high tier!!”
A thought stirred within Chen Sheng as he began tracing the source of this bloodline, probing upward along the bloodline’s network.
Soon.
He reached the limit!
He saw an endless void of chaos from antiquity.
One day.
A dazzling, boundless drop of golden blood fell from the heights of chaos, took root upon landing, slowly evolving into a complete and lively world.
Chen Sheng raised his eyebrows, seeing through the foundation of this blood drop with a glance:
“Blood of the Ancestral God.”
“This Ancestral God seems to walk the Path of Life.”
The cultivation ladder of the Vast Continent: Shattering, Longevity, Saint, Ancestral God, Emperor…
The position of Ancestral God is equivalent to a Tribulation Crossing Daoist Monarch in the Spirit Realm, such existence, to evolve a realm from a single drop of origin essence blood is indeed customary.
And deep within that Ancestral God’s essence blood, a familiar Dao rhyme firmly caught Chen Sheng’s attention.
“Xuanyuan Taiyin Seven Techniques…”
This was precisely the cultivation technique he created for the family in his previous life.
Chen Sheng understood, pondering:
“The Xuanyuan Xu Clan lineage.”
“Unexpectedly, after so many ages, among my descendants, a mighty Ancestral God was born.”
He had traversed back and forth through this dimension for several lifetimes, and under his influence, the Xuanyuan Xu Clan had become a leading noble family among the Human Race.
In his previous life, several Saints were born, and later nurturing an Ancestral God was also reasonable.
But this drop of Ancestral God Source Blood, which fell here fostering a world, was severely depleted, with its origin lacking.
It’s not hard to guess that the Ancestral God from the Xu Clan back then must have encountered a formidable enemy!
“I wonder if my descendant has fallen!”
“Or perhaps still in battle?”
For an Ancestral God, if encountering a worthy opponent, fighting for several Primordial Assemblies would be quite normal!
After all, martial arts in this place, battling itself is cultivation!!
Chen Sheng shook his head, having just reincarnated, his power limited, tracing up to this point was already the limit, unable to delve further into distant pasts.
He quickly withdrew his heart spirit, tracing downward along the bloodline network, overlooking the complete evolutionary history of the world nurtured by the Ancestral God Source Blood.
In this newly born world, endless deep seas stretched vastly and boundlessly.
One day.
An innately ignorant Spiritual Shark swam to the site of settled remnant blood, accidentally ingesting a crystal condensed from blood qi.
His body transformed, suddenly sprouting limbs and feet, no longer a purely aquatic Exotic Beast, marking the birth of the world’s first Merfolk!!
That first-generation Merfolk, imbued with the Ancestral God’s prowess, reigned invincibly over the Four Seas in this realm, firmly commanding the entire ocean.
His descendants multiplied over generations, venturing onto land to open territories, after enduring management and conquests, eventually establishing a grand Merfolk Empire…
And then came the gradual decline of the Empire, and the rise of other clans…
Once all the bloodline memories were fully reviewed.
Chen Sheng looked back at the Merfolk nobles, the Imperial Consort, and the Elder Priest willing to die and sacrifice outside the cave, feeling a bit of sentiment surging within.
“A clan united in heart, willing to sacrifice themselves to preserve the fire seed; such tenacity is indeed rare.”
…
Time quietly flowed by.
The blood-hued light of the Array gradually converged inward, layer by layer permeating the centrally floating blood-colored giant egg.
The bloodline luster circulating in the egg stabilized and became substantial, firmly solidifying the previously wavering sixth level bloodline, no longer posing any risk of falling or dispersing.
Yimuer murmured softly:
“Father didn’t die in vain… The Merfolk’s fire seed is saved.”
Before the joy could fully settle in his heart, an earth-shattering roar abruptly sounded from outside the cave.
The entire underground space trembled fiercely.
Boom——
A massive, dark, murky water dragon crashed through the deep sea, scattering debris and sea sand from the cave top.
With a crisp, roaring boom.
The Concealing Barrier isolating the outside world shattered in response, countless spirit lights dispersing in all directions.
A towering figure broke through the sea with a steady pace, enwrapped in heavy dark-scaled armor, with a head of ferocious crocodile visage, exposing fangs, his entire being engulfed in a murderous aura, none other than Haisa, the Crocodile Race Clan Leader, and Feather Emperor’s trusted general.
Yimuer’s body suddenly surged forward a step, firmly blocking the blood-colored giant egg in front, his tail fin tensely drawn:
“Haisa!”
“How did you find this place?”
While asking, his gaze quickly scanned the remaining Merfolk in the cave, a suspicion quietly rising in his heart.
Could it be that somewhere within the clan, a betraying informant has emerged?
At the cave entrance.
Haisa wore a cruel, ferocious smile, laughing loudly, his booming voice causing the water to surge:
“You think I would tell you?”
Before his voice fell, he swept his gaze over the sacrificial Array, his eyes suddenly locking onto the swirling, blood-glowing egg, bursting with greedy light.
“Truly unexpected, a defeated clan fleeing pathetically, gathering a sixth-level bloodline young Merfolk.”
“If captured and presented to Feather Emperor, it would be a significant achievement, an endless reward!”
Upon hearing these words, Yimuer gritted his back teeth tightly together, knowing well he was no match for Haisa, yet there was no hint of retreat in his eyes.
His heart held only one thought, even at the cost of his own death, he must ensure the Prince’s escape, preserving the last hope of the Merfolk race.