"Purple blood burns the sky, automatically activated, oh my god, this is ..."
When they saw the blazing flames burning on Long Chen's body, Huang Chang and the others were shocked.
Long Chen was also shocked. He didn't know what had happened, but once inside the barrier, his purple blood power ignited uncontrollably.
"Whoosh!"
Long Chen formed hand seals with both hands, forcibly suppressing the flames around him.
"Senior, what's going on here?" Long Chen couldn't help but say.
It turned out that the barrier gate was empowered by the secret techniques of the Purple Blood clan, which could sense the evil thoughts in people's hearts. If anyone harbored ill will toward the Purple Blood lineage, the barrier would sound an alarm—a kind of testing as well.
Within this barrier lies the supreme law of the Purple Blood clan, which can also be used to test the potential of disciples of the Purple Blood lineage.
Activating this kind of law rune consumes a staggering amount; the Purple Blood lineage only activates it at specific times each year.
Today, because a disciple mistakenly mistook Long Zhantian for an enemy and activated a barrier, the barrier's power activated along with the test runes.
Under these test runes, the Purple Blood Clan judges the strength of their bloodline based on the fluctuations of their purple blood.
Long Chen's bloodline burns with a unique term in the Purple Blood lineage: Purple Blood Burning Heaven.
Purple Blood Burning Heaven also has levels. As long as a flame burns, even if the flames exceed a foot, it is already extremely rare, and those over a zhang are considered elite among elites.
The flames Long Chen had just erupted with instantly engulfed the space within a hundred miles. If Long Chen hadn't suppressed it in time, it would have surged even further.
When they saw this scene, Huang Chang and the others were stunned. When they looked at Long Chen again, their expressions had changed.
They never expected that a disciple from the outside world who came to recognize their kin would turn out to be a peerless prodigy with astonishing talent. It was like a huge windfall falling from the sky for the Purple Blood Clan.
"Quickly report to the clan leader, Brother Zhan Tian, please follow me!"
At this moment, Huang Chang became extremely polite, directly addressing Long Zhantian as a brother, reaching out to clear the way for them, his voice full of excitement.
Huang Chang had originally planned to take them to the outer courtyard, but now he was directly leading them into the teleportation array. After a round of teleportation, they arrived directly at a plaza.
Upon entering the plaza, Long Chen saw tens of thousands of young disciples sitting cross-legged on the plaza, listening intently to a woman on the high platform speaking. Judging by her demeanor, she was probably lecturing.
What shocked Long Chen was that all these tens of thousands of young men and women were Thirteen Meridian Heavenly Saints. Long Chen could hardly believe his eyes—all were Thirteen Meridian Heavenly Saints. This was just insane!
However, what surprised Long Chen was that although all were Thirteen Meridian Heavenly Saints, not all were so powerful. Experts of the same level as Li Changgen and Brahma Tiande were counted on one hand.
"Could it be that, as Dad said, the Thirteen Heavenly Veins aren't as rare as he imagined? Is it really because of the cultivation method?" Long Chen couldn't help but feel uneasy.
At first, Long Chen was truly frightened. If both of them were of the level of Li Changgen or Brahma Tiande, it would be terrifying.
When Long Chen appeared, the instructor and many disciples couldn't help but look over. Clearly, they all knew Huang Chang, but none of them knew Long Chen or his father.
Especially since neither of them was wearing the Purple Blood lineage clothing, nor did they have any identity badges, which made them stand out strikingly.
"Focus on the lesson!"
Suddenly, the female instructor shouted sternly. Her shout startled Long Chen.
The nameplate the female instructor was carrying was the same as Huang Chang's, probably just like him, and probably elders of the same rank.
Her gaze was sharp as lightning, sweeping over all the disciples as she angrily said, "
As an elite disciple of the Purple Blood lineage, I bear the mission of reviving the Purple Blood clan.
How can I be distracted at the slightest disturbance? This shows that what I just said wasn't really paying attention to you.
As a leader among your peers, you can't even concentrate. You are truly disappointing.
Learning without thought leads to confusion; thinking without learning leads to danger. Entering the Dao without comprehending it, comprehending the Dao without cultivating it, in the end, it all ends in vain... The
female instructor spoke sharply and her gaze was piercing. It was clear she was not someone to be trifled with. Long Chen looked at the disciples, feeling a bit of sympathy for them.
This kind of teacher is very rigid, and her explanations and cultivation are taught according to the textbook—dull and tedious, making it extremely agonizing. Usually, in this state, everyone hopes she finishes soon, so that every day feels like a year—who would want to listen seriously?
After being scolded by the female instructor, all the disciples quickly turned their faces, looking intent on listening. However, they still watched Long Chen and his group out of the corner of their eye, secretly guessing what these two were up to.
After passing through the plaza, Huang Chang smiled and explained, "Mentor Quan Xi is one of the strictest instructors in our clan."
Because within our Purple Blood lineage, some advanced techniques and divine abilities are not allowed for disciples to read privately; they can only be passed down orally. That's why this situation happened. At
this moment, Huang Chang was much more friendly than before. This "us" was as if he had completely regarded Long Chen and his son as one of his own.
As they spoke, a grand hall appeared ahead. On both sides of the hall stood dozens of guards, clearly waiting for some time. When Huang Chang arrived, they all bowed respectfully to him.
The palace gates opened, and a terrifying imperial pressure rushed toward Long Chen. Long Chen was sent flying by the pressure, instinctively trying to resist, but Long Zhantian grabbed him.
Only then did Long Chen remember that his father had instructed that at any time here, only the power of Purple Blood was allowed. He had almost used the power of the stars just now.
After the fierce wind howled and the space calmed down, Long Chen finally saw dozens of figures already standing inside the grand hall.
What shocked Long Chen was that all those dozens of figures were Purple-crowned Divine Emperors—sixty or seventy in total—an astonishing array.
When Long Chen appeared, they said nothing, staring coldly at him. Their sharp gazes were like swords, as if trying to see right through him.
Being watched by so many people, Long Chen couldn't help but frown, feeling a bit annoyed: What do you mean? Is this a way to give us father and son a hard time?
"Child, come in and let me see you!"
At that moment, an aged voice came from inside the hall. It was gentle and very pleasant to hear, so much so that just hearing the voice made one realize that the owner of the voice was an elderly and virtuous elder.
As that voice appeared, the Divine Emperor experts gathered at the door all stepped back, making way for them.
Long Zhantian and Long Chen walked forward slowly from the crowd, one after the other. Facing their cold stares, Long Chen responded with a cold look.
"Is the Divine Emperor really that impressive?" At this distance, none of you can dodge. Long Chen snorted coldly in his heart.
He hadn't expected that entering the Purple Blood Clan would be marked by such a situation, which was quite different from what he had expected.
As he passed through the crowd, Long Chen finally saw an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face, holding a cane, looking at him kindly on the throne at the front of the hall. As Long Chen approached, the old man smiled and nodded, saying,
"Good, very good!"
Seeing the old man nod, a cold voice suddenly rang out: "Clan Chief, this young man is arrogant and disrespectful, with a repulsive face. I'm afraid he may not be a good person!"