Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"Hehe, no problem, go ahead and go."

Mang Tianchi waved his hand: "Leave this to me!"

Han Feng stepped out of the stands and appeared on the coming-of-age ceremony stage in the next instant.

"I never thought I would have the opportunity to step onto the ancient tribe's coming-of-age ceremony platform."

Han Feng said.

In his previous life, he didn't receive this kind of "treatment".

Of course, although he wasn't stopped by the ancient demon in his previous life, he was troubled by the Medicine Clan, which is why he didn't insist on coming to the core area this time.

He felt quite annoyed when he saw those guys who insulted the teacher.

Do you know why I'm looking for you?

The ancient demon stared at Han Feng and said.

Han Feng smiled gently.

"You like Xun'er, right? But it seems you've got the wrong person."

"I can tell for myself whether I've contacted the wrong person or not."

A burst of fighting spirit erupted from the ancient demon's hand.

"Come on, let me see what makes you so special that Xun'er can't forget you!"

"Open the Mountain Seal!"

The ancient demon decisively made his move, unleashing a technique passed down through his clan, the Mountain-Opening Seal, which struck towards Han Feng.

Han Feng sighed and slowly raised his left hand.

In an instant, the winds and clouds shifted, and the mountain-splitting seal unleashed by the ancient demon vanished into thin air.

Boom!

Like a thunderclap, Gu Yao stood there dumbfounded, watching Han Feng's large hand gradually reach out towards him, yet he didn't even have the courage to run away.

The three elders who were presiding over the ceremony wanted to stop it, but they were powerless to do so. They were actually stunned by the invisible pressure released by Han Feng.

"Please show mercy, sir, and don't hold a grudge against a child."

At that moment, a voice came from the distant void.

Han Feng immediately stopped, as if nothing had happened.

He looked at the still dazed Gu Yao and laughed, "You're still a child now, but once you step off this stage, you won't be a child anymore."

Chapter 389 Divine Bloodline

The ancient demon trembled all over and was almost helped off the platform. It took him a while to come to his senses.

Although Han Feng only released a negligible amount of power and did not harm him, Gu Yao's mind was shattered by the impact.

The ancient clan's prodigy, who always prided himself on being arrogant and invincible, never imagined that a casual cultivator from outside the clan could defeat him so easily.

For the prodigies of the ancient clans, age is never a reason or an excuse. Just look at how many descendants of the ancient clans, even the elders, have cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years, yet the highest they have ever reached is the peak of the Dou Zun. Nine out of ten have remained stagnant.

In less than half a minute, Gu Yao became the laughing stock of the entire audience.

When Han Feng returned to the stands, he was met with a variety of looks from the crowd, each carrying a different emotion: solemnity, admiration, and surprise.

Even the ancient clan elder who had previously used the rules to oppress the two brothers couldn't help but darken his expression and begin to consider whether his actions were correct.

After all, offending a Dou Zun is vastly different from offending a powerful figure who might be a Half-Saint or even a Dou Saint.

"Alright, alright, let's continue the coming-of-age ceremony!"

In the center of the square, the three elders, being well-traveled and more powerful individuals, were not unfamiliar to the clan.

However, none of the others mentioned the challenge again.

"Next up, Gu Xun'er!"

When this name was mentioned, everyone in the ancient tribe's eyes lit up.

The eldest daughter of the ancient clan, the most promising person in the entire family, is finally about to make her appearance.

On the stands, Gu Xun'er took a deep breath, nodded to Han Feng, and then leaped towards the center of the square.

As she ascended the coming-of-age ceremony platform, the three elders looked at Gu Xun'er with expectant and approving eyes.

The next instant, the space suddenly trembled, and an old man dressed in hemp clothing suddenly appeared on the altar.

"Elder Tongxuan!"

In the square, the ancient people exclaimed in surprise when they saw the old man in hemp clothing.

It was actually an elder at the Dou Sheng realm who personally presided over the event!

Several elders who knew the inside story were slightly taken aback. Could it be that Miss Xun'er's bloodline had already broken through that limit?

Otherwise, why would Elder Tongxuan step forward?

"Let me preside over the rest of the ceremony."

Sure enough, Elder Tongxuan spoke up the next second.

The other three elders bowed and handed over the ritual implements to the recipient.

"Xun'er, come forward."

Elder Tongxuan said with a smile.

Gu Xun'er stepped forward, and the light of the star chart shone on her. In an instant, the star chart burst forth with intense light, an intensity that the ancient people who had been tested before had never experienced.

"Six stars, seven stars, eight stars..."

The stars on the astrolabe lit up one by one, climbing to the eighth star at an extremely rapid pace.

However, this is far from over.

The light emanating from the star chart grew increasingly intense, to the point that cracks began to appear on the stone platforms surrounding the plaza.

Standing in the core area, Xiao Yan could see very clearly and feel the sensations very realistically.

The aura that Xun'er is currently unleashing far surpasses that of himself.

"Nine Stars..."

Mang Tianchi opened his mouth, staring incredulously at the star chart's light, which was still increasing in intensity.

"No way... Could it be that this time I'm about to witness a genius with a tenth-grade bloodline from an ancient clan...?"

No, "genius" is not enough to describe a tenth-grade Dou Di bloodline. If nothing unexpected happens in the future, this person could grow into a peak Dou Sheng.

boom!

Just as Mang Tianchi was still in surprise, the light on the star chart expanded again, directly shattering the star chart's physical form and transforming it into ten stars that surrounded Gu Xun'er.

The next instant, a golden light shot into the sky.

The ancient clan members around them clearly felt that sense of awe stemming from blood ties.

All those below the divine level bow their heads in submission.

The ancient people seemed to see the phantom of the ancient emperor, which flashed by in the soaring golden pillar of light.

Some say that possessing the bloodline of a Dou Di (Battle Emperor) already puts one ahead of 90% of the people on the Dou Qi Continent. Those who awaken a divine-grade bloodline are the rarest of the remaining 10%.

Han Feng watched this scene with a faint smile. Although he already knew the ending, it was the first time he had ever witnessed the awakening of a divine bloodline.

After all, I had only heard about it in my previous life.

Elder Tongxuan was excited at this moment, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

"As expected, it's a divine bloodline..."

With a wave of his hand, a seven-colored calligraphy brush appeared in his hand.

"The Seven-Colored Heavenly Emperor's Brush... This ancient clan hasn't used it for thousands of years, and now, it's finally going to be brought out...?"

Mang Tianchi said in a low voice.

"So this is the highest-level clan crest? It is indeed wondrous."

Xiao Yan gazed at the Seven-Colored Heavenly Emperor Brush and exclaimed in amazement.

Xun'er had just given them a brief description of the highest-level seven-colored clan pattern. She also said that obtaining the seven-colored clan pattern was as difficult as ascending to heaven, but she got it right away.

Han Feng's gaze also narrowed slightly when he saw the Seven-Colored Heavenly Emperor's Brush.

This pen... is also a genuine ninth-grade sacred artifact, and it also contains a trace of the aura of an imperial artifact.

As expected of an ancient clan, their heritage is truly profound.

"Xun'er, are you ready?"

In the center of the square, Elder Tongxuan asked a question.

Bathed in golden light, Gu Xun'er nodded slightly, then closed her eyes.

The next moment, Elder Tongxuan waved the Seven-Colored Heavenly Emperor Brush in his hand, and the energy of heaven and earth resonated. Mysterious trajectories quickly took shape under his brush. At the same time, the clan pattern with seven colors also appeared on Gu Xun'er's smooth forehead.

As the seven-colored clan patterns were carved, Elder Tongxuan's fighting spirit rapidly declined like a tide, and in just a few breaths, most of it had already been lost.

The three elders standing guard looked shocked and exclaimed, "As expected of the Seven-Colored Heavenly Emperor's Brush, our strength is simply insufficient to support it in drawing the clan inscription."

Under the watchful eyes of all the members, Elder Tongxuan finished the last stroke.

"alright......"

Upon hearing this voice, Gu Xun'er slowly opened her eyes. In an instant, the seven-colored clan mark between her brows shone brightly, bursting forth with intense seven-colored light.

Pfft!

Under the burst of seven-colored light, many powerful members of the ancient clans could not resist the pressure deep in their souls. With a thud, they knelt down in front of Xun'er in the arena with fanatical expressions.

Besides the Beast Clan valuing bloodlines, the Dou Di Clan also values ​​bloodlines, perhaps even more so.

The reason why the Dou Di family has been passed down for thousands of years is because of its invincible Dou Di bloodline.

Whether in cultivation or in battle, the bloodline of the Dou Di has granted its people too many advantages.

As long as one's bloodline meets the requirements, even without much effort, one can easily cultivate to the Dou Zun realm, surpassing the vast majority of cultivators on the Dou Qi Continent.

While other cultivators toiled away, finally breaking through to become Dou Huang at the age of thirty and becoming geniuses in the eyes of those around them, the younger generation of ancient families had already reached the Dou Zun realm and were striving towards the Half-Saint realm.

How can such a gap be bridged?

"Hehe, the seven-colored clan pattern has finally reappeared after a thousand years for my ancient clan."

A faint sound echoed from the distant void, inaudible to anyone but those with exceptionally keen senses.

Han Feng slowly raised his head and glanced in the direction from which the sound came.

This is the true guardian elder overseeing this coming-of-age ceremony; his strength is at least at the four-star Dou Sheng level.

The true strength of ancient clans is never revealed to the public; for example, the exact number of Battle Saints they possess is a secret.

"I didn't expect even that person would be alerted..."

As this voice rang out, Elder Tongxuan on the square was also slightly taken aback, and then bowed towards a certain point in the sky.

The seven-colored light lasted for a moment before flying back into the seven-colored clan mark on Xun'er's forehead.

As the strange phenomenon disappeared, the clan mark on Gu Xun'er's forehead also receded. This clan mark is not usually visible; it only appears on the forehead when the master intentionally summons it.

On a towering ancient tree in the distance, a man dressed in a blue robe looked at Gu Xun'er, who was displaying divine power, and smiled gently.

"As expected of Miss Xun'er."

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly felt a gaze upon him from afar.

The man in the green robe smiled and bowed, then withdrew.

Han Feng smiled gently.

"Just a young man with a ninth-grade bloodline."

The ancient tribes were truly full of talented people.

This coming-of-age ceremony didn't reveal all the prodigies; are some still hidden?