"This is cleansing the bloodline!"
Chen Xuan lowered his head, puzzled!
What is this supposed to do?
At this moment, he felt that the Daoist Saint's disciple selection seemed somewhat wrong.
The Daoist Saint observed the reactions of the three.
To replace him in facing a calamity, it's not just about talent, but also about cleansing the bloodline. However, the bloodlines must be compatible; if there's a rejection, then it's not possible.
"Pff—"
Long Fei spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning pale.
Bloodline rejection!
The Daoist Saint directed a surge of Spiritual Power at him, "Step aside and heal yourself."
Long Fei looked forlorn.
He understood that the Daoist Saint did not choose him.
"Yes!"
Like a walking corpse, he moved aside, envy evident as he glanced at Chen Xuan and Xuan Ling.
"Brother Qiu, it's up to you."
