Xiao Sheng saw hope in Xiao Chen, the hope for the Xiao Clan to rise again. This was because Xiao Sheng felt the Sacred Bloodline that belonged to the Xiao Clan from Xiao Chen.
Humans could also possess the power of bloodline. This sounded very funny. However, it was true. The bloodline of a clan would undergo a qualitative change as long as an ancestor had made a breakthrough into the sage realm. And, his descendants would also possess the bloodline power of demon beasts. This bloodline was called the Sacred Bloodline by the common people.
Only Saint Rank Gentry Clans could possess the Sacred Bloodline, and those who possessed the Sacred Bloodline were basically geniuses. It was precisely because of this that Saint Rank Gentry Clans had been able to maintain their prosperity.
However, with the passage of time, the Sacred Bloodline would become thinner with every generation. If no new Saints were born for a long time, perhaps the Sacred Bloodline of this Saint Rank Gentry Clan would be cut off after a few hundred years, just like the Xiao Clan.
Since Xiao Sheng's death 3,000 years ago, the Xiao Clan had not produced a new Saint. Not to mention a Saint, even a Dao Emperor had not appeared. After such a long time, the Xiao Clan's Sacred Bloodline had long been exhausted.
However, there were variables in everything. As the descendants of a Saint, the Xiao Clan was born with the genes of the Sacred Bloodline, but it was very thin.
Among Saint Rank Gentry Clans, there was an even more heaven-defying existence, and that was Bloodline Atavism.
As the name implied, Bloodline Atavism meant that the descendants of a Saint would have their bloodline mutated, and the Bloodline Power would have the power of their Saint ancestors.
Any descendant of a Saint who could possess Bloodline Atavism was an extremely heaven-defying existence. As long as it was a descendant of a Saint with Bloodline Atavism, they would definitely be able to break through to the Saint Realm and become a Saint. Just this alone was terrifying enough.
Moreover, the bloodline power of a Saint's descendant who had undergone atavism was practically equivalent to that of a Saint's ancestor. Using the power of the bloodline, they could easily suppress any of their clansmen, ignoring the suppression of cultivation.
It could be said that if a member of a Saint Rank clan had a bloodline reversion, the bloodline power of the entire clan would recover to varying degrees.
It could be said that if a member of a declining Sacred Clan had an Ancestral Awakening bloodline, he would be the hope for the clan to rise again. Xiao Chen was the Xiao Clan's Ancestral Awakening bloodline.
It was no exaggeration to say that as long as Xiao Chen did not fall, he would definitely become a Saint in the future. In other words, even if Xiao Chen did not leave the Heavenly Chen Continent, he could still become a Saint.
However, Xiao Sheng did not plan on letting Xiao Chen stay in the Heavenly Chen Continent. From Xiao Sheng's point of view, only by going out and personally seeing the prosperity of the outside world could one truly grow up. A flower that grew up in a greenhouse, even if one became a saint in the future, would still be trash.
Xiao Sheng did not tell Xiao Chen about the Ancestral Awakening bloodline. It was useless to tell him about it. From Xiao Sheng's point of view, the Sacred Clan's bloodline was only a higher starting point for the descendants of the Sacred Clan. As for how far they could grow in the future, it was still up to them.
One must always remember that the Sacred Clan's bloodline was a gift from the heavens. It could allow one to have a higher starting point and be more outstanding than others from birth. However, it was also because of this that in the Saint Rank clan, where geniuses gathered, the competition was even more intense and cruel. While possessing extraordinary talent, one also had to put in more effort.
Xiao Sheng looked down at the Xiao Clan indifferently. After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Let's go."
"Ancestor, don't you want to go down and see your clansmen?" Seeing that Xiao Sheng was about to leave, Xiao Chen asked. Since he had already come to the Xiao Clan, and judging from Xiao Sheng's expression, it was obvious that he had deep feelings for the Xiao Clan. Why not go down and see the descendants of the clan?
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Xiao Sheng smiled faintly and said, "I don't have much time left. I can no longer be of any help to the Xiao Clan. What difference does it make whether I meet them or not? It will only add to the sorrow. In the end, you all still have to walk your own path in the future. The glory I brought to the Xiao Clan is already in the past. The future will depend on your own efforts. "
He only wanted to see the current Xiao Clan from afar. As for meeting them, it was better to forget about it. After saying that, without waiting for Xiao Chen to reply, Xiao Sheng waved his hand and led Xiao Chen away.
No one knew that Xiao Sheng had come. On the way back, Xiao Sheng wanted to use the last days of his life to visit some old places and see those old friends who had passed away. As for Xiao Chen, he was worried about Qin Shuirou. Thus, Xiao Sheng directly sent Xiao Chen back to Nine Firmaments Palace.
Outside Nine Firmaments Palace, Xiao Sheng brought Xiao Chen there. Looking at him, he smiled and said, "Go. Remember to go to Heavenly Stellar Mountain in three days."
Xiao Sheng's expression was gentle. Hearing those words, Xiao Chen understood that after this farewell, he might not be able to see this ancestor again. A feeling of sorrow welled up in his heart. Sensing the change in Xiao Chen's expression, Xiao Sheng spoke calmly.
"There's no need for that. I don't belong to this era. Now that I can see the hometown I once lived in, I am already very satisfied. Alright, go quickly. There's no need to feel sad for me."
Xiao Sheng appeared very carefree in the face of his impending death. After saying that, he ignored Xiao Chen, who was still in a daze. Xiao Sheng turned around and disappeared from where he stood.
It had been 3,000 years. His old friends had long turned into piles of dirt. He stood there in a daze. After a long while, a complicated look flashed across Xiao Chen's eyes. He seemed to have understood something.
Perhaps to Xiao Sheng, he only appeared because he wanted to protect the Heavenly Stellar Continent. At the same time, Xiao Sheng himself said that he did not belong to this era.
In Xiao Sheng's eyes, he had already experienced what he needed to experience. He also had a life that belonged to him alone. Xiao Sheng was once young and crazy with his companions. In the end, he became a powerhouse of his generation. Now, Xiao Sheng could no longer find a reason to exist in this world.
The rotation of the Heaven and Earth was just like an incomparably gigantic roulette that spun slowly without a single moment of rest. Within the rotation of this roulette, generations of geniuses were born before vanishing into the long river of time.
Xiao Sheng had his own stage, but now that his stage had come to an end, and Xiao Sheng's life had come to an end. As for the new stage now, it belonged to Xiao Chen and the other younger generation.
Xiao Chen took a deep breath and looked in the direction Xiao Sheng left. He whispered to himself, "Even if I become a Saint, I can't escape the reincarnation of fate? I don't know what level I have to reach before I can escape the reincarnation of heaven and earth and truly control my own fate. "
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