Emperor Yi Deng announced the commencement of the Holy Disciple Selection, and everyone fell silent.
This was the most sacred moment. If they still dared to whisper to each other, then they should be prepared to be slapped to death by the Dao Integration Stage Yi Deng.
"Blood Patriarch, please select the next Holy Disciple!" Emperor Yi Deng spoke with a solemn expression.
The Blood Tribe Dao Integration Stage mighty figure in the sky produced an extremely black drop of blood from a black vial.
As soon as the blood appeared, an extremely terrifying aura began to spread, as if it was going to crush the heavens and earth. All of the Blood Tribe members felt as if a supreme being was looking down on them. The absolute suppression of the Primordial Bloodline and the absolute suppression of the realm caused them to lower their heads deeply. They didn't even have the courage to raise their heads.
Without a doubt, that was the blood of the Blood Ancestor!
"Go!" Up in the sky, the Blood Tribe mighty figure standing proudly in the center of the blood-colored vortex flicked his finger, and the Blood Ancestor's blood flew toward the glass-like statue before finally landing between the man's eyebrows.
Rumble!
There was another slight tremor, and a special aura began to spread.
The pressure from the bloodline began to disappear, and everyone felt their bodies relax.
They looked up at the statue of the Blood Ancestor and found that the statue seemed to be alive. It was exuding a strong vitality.
"Junior Yi Deng humbly requests the Blood Patriarch to nominate the next Holy Disciple of the Blood Tribe!" Yi Deng bowed.
All thirty-six Blood Tribe mighty figures cut their fingers at the same time and let a drop of their blood float in the air, awaiting the Blood Ancestor's choice.
Hundreds of thousands of Blood Tribe experts also watched the scene unfold on the summit of the Divine Mountain with bated breath.
Most of the Blood Tribe cultivators had their eyes fixed on Ada and Laden's blood. They wanted to see which of their blood would win the Blood Patriarch's favor.
That's right, as long as the Blood Ancestor activated a drop of blood, he would become the next Blood Race's Holy Son!
As for the previous generation's Blood Race Holy Son? He was the supreme being of the Dao Integration Stage in the center of the blood-colored vortex. His name was Emperor An Mang. It had been 100,000 years since he had been elected as the Blood Race's Holy Son. It had been such a long time since he had the chance to hold this ceremony again. One could imagine just how high the status of a Holy Son was.
It was very likely that the current Holy Disciple would become the next Dao Integration Stage mighty figure of the Blood Tribe!
And the Holy Disciples would be born from Laden and Adah!
The red glass statue moved. Even though it was moving very slowly, it tugged at everyone's heartstrings. Even Emperor Yi Deng was staring at the statue with a nervous expression.
The Blood Ancestor raised the skull and pointed it in a certain direction.
Laden drew a sharp intake of breath upon seeing this. Even though he maintained a calm and collected expression on his face, his heart was filled with ecstasy.
A hint of disappointment appeared on Ada's face, and she sighed softly.
She and Laden stood in different directions in the crowd, but the skull was pointing in Laden's direction.
The remaining hundreds of thousands of Blood Tribe members all had different expressions on their faces. Some revealed looks of joy, some sighed inwardly, and some sighed in sorrow. Without a doubt, the dust had settled.
A red glow flashed across the skull, and the fresh blood was drawn under the gaze of many Blood Breeds.
Before Laden even had a chance to put on a victorious smile, his eyes and mouth began to slowly widen.
The expressions of the hundreds of thousands of Blood Tribe members also congealed on their faces, as if they had seen a ghost.
Three drops of blood slowly flew toward the Blood Ancestor statue before landing in the Blood Ancestor's mouth.
A human-like smile of satisfaction appeared on the Blood Ancestor's face, and it even smacked its lips before slowly putting down the skull and reverting back to its original form.
Emperor Yi Deng was a little dumbstruck, and Emperor An Mang was also a little dumbstruck.
Ada's eyes widened as she turned toward a certain direction. She wasn't looking at Laden, but at the three people standing behind him.
Not only her, but all of the other Blood Tribe members also turned toward a certain direction with incredulity etched on their faces.
The three Blood Tribe mighty figures who were enjoying the limelight also wore expressions of incredulity and incredulity.
These three Blood Tribe mighty figures were none other than Cassidy, Merlin, and Tobias! They had thought that they were only here to watch the show, so how had this happened?
Laden's breathing accelerated as he looked at the three people behind him, and he was unable to maintain his calm any longer. "How could it be you? W-what's going on?!"
The three of them were only slightly above average among the thirty-six Blood Tribe mighty figures, and only Tobias had a sliver of a chance of being acknowledged by the Blood Ancestor as a Holy Disciple.
However … the blood of all three of them had been absorbed by the Blood Ancestor at the same time. Who could tell him what the hell was going on?!
A brilliant red light suddenly erupted from Emperor Yi Deng's eyes as he swept his gaze over the area within a radius of over fifty kilometers, but he was unable to detect anything out of the ordinary.
An inky-black pupil appeared on the back of Emperor An Mang's hand, and he stared at the statue of the Blood Ancestor for a while, but he was still unable to detect anything out of the ordinary.
An extremely peculiar silence descended upon the scene.
"Is there … something wrong? After all, three drops of blood have been acknowledged by the Blood Ancestor at the same time. This is something that has never happened in the history of our Holy Disciple confirmation ceremony, "Emperor Yi Deng suddenly said.
His words seemed to be directed at Emperor An Mang, but at the same time, they were also directed at the tens of thousands of Blood Tribe cultivators. His words expressed his opinion and his attitude.
He was unable to accept this result. The Holy Disciple possessed an enormous amount of power and resources, so how could he allow three people to possess them at the same time?!
"I think this might be an accident. We can hold another Blood Patriarch's Holy Disciple confirmation ceremony!" Emperor Yi Deng finally revealed his true intentions.
Cassidy and the others came to their senses, and even though they were enraged, they didn't dare to express it. After all, their status was inferior to Emperor Yi Deng's, so they could only listen to his instructions.
The other black-robed Blood Tribe mighty figures didn't express any particular emotion. At most, they were a little shocked.
However, the red-robed Blood Tribe mighty figures, especially those with cultivation bases higher than Merlin, all began to chime in in agreement.
A rare glimmer of hope ignited in their hearts. If Merlin, who was only at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Initial Stage, could become a Holy Disciple, then why couldn't they?
Perhaps … this was an opportunity!
A hesitant expression appeared on Emperor An Mang's face. "But the blood of the Blood Ancestor is extremely precious, and it'll be very costly to hold another ceremony …"
"I'll pay for the blood of the Blood Ancestor!" Emperor Yi Deng gritted his teeth and said.
Emperor Yi Deng turned to Laden with an expression of encouragement as he spoke.
A father's love was as heavy as a mountain!
Laden was extremely touched. This was what a good father should be! Your son definitely won't disappoint you!
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