Bloodline Suppression

The entire Myriad Demons Valley was filled with an endless murderous aura.

The murderous aura surged like a sea, as if it wanted to pierce through heaven and earth, annihilating all things.

And in the central area of the Myriad Demons Valley, hundreds of terrifying Saint-Grade auras emerged, and even the pressure from the four Great Saint Realm powerhouses swept forth.

Luo Bin and the others, who were at the forefront, trembled, their hearts pounded, and their scalps tingled, utterly terrified.

"What... what kind of earth-shattering change has occurred within this Yao Race?"

"Hundreds of Saint-Grade powerhouses are stirring simultaneously, and even those few Great Saint powerhouses are causing ripples!"

Their expressions were panicked and their faces pale; even though they were extremely far from the scene, they were greatly frightened by the countless terrifying murderous auras, finding it difficult to even breathe, and their Physical Bodies and Souls felt sharp pains.

Not only that, the killing formations that were reviving from among the mountains and valleys terrified them to the extreme.

They had no doubt that if they were affected by even one of these killing formations, even if only slightly, their fate would likely be Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Given that they felt such a sensation even at the edge of the Myriad Demons Valley, it was hard to imagine what kind of pressure the targets of these Great Saints and Saints were enduring at this moment?

Or rather, who exactly was it that could cause the demons of Myriad Demons Valley to go mad?

They couldn't imagine anyone in the entire Profound Domain possessing such capability.

Clearly, they hadn't considered Zhong Qing, whom they had seen before.

...

Inside the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons!

At this moment, Zhong Qing was clearly at the center of the murderous vortex; he looked at the agitated demons, his heart not greatly stirred.

As for the so-called pressure, he didn't feel it at all.

"Kill!"

The demons, led by the four Great Saints, charged directly at Zhong Qing following a call to attack.

"Rumble..."

In an instant, killing moves filled the sky, surging like a tide directly towards Zhong Qing.

This area instantly became a scene of the apocalypse.

The entire Hall of Ten Thousand Demons was torn apart in an instant.

The sky roared, the earth trembled violently, as if the heavens were falling and the earth collapsing.

Seeing this, Zhong Qing's eyes moved slightly!

After a moment of thought, he beckoned with one hand: "Sword Arrives!"

As he lightly uttered this, the longswords in Ye Ji and Fire Enchantress's arms hummed softly, as if cheering with joy.

Finally, the two longswords merged into one, transforming into Zero Seal, appearing in Zhong Qing's hand.

Undeniably, these Great Demons were very powerful.

But Zhong Qing was confident he could suppress all of them.

It was just that he was unsure of his current strength; he didn't know how strong he truly was, so it was difficult for him to gauge the proper measure.

If he accidentally killed them all, it would be too great a loss.

Therefore, he prepared to use Zero Seal!

Zero Seal was his Natal Divine Weapon, capable of growing with him.

It could transform in countless ways, moving as he wished.

And among the Yao Race, Bloodline was highly valued; on the way here, Zhong Qing had already thought about how to subdue them!

Holding Zero Seal, with a thought, Zero Seal transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang True Dragon!

The ten-thousand-zhang True Dragon soared into the sky, covered in golden scales, as if Dao rhyme was permeating, emitting dazzling divine light; from its body, a mighty fierce aura emanated, and a supreme Profound Truth flowed from it, as if it had crossed endless time and space.

Noble, mysterious, majestic, its entire body exuded an ancient aura of time.

"Roar..."

As a Dragon roar echoed, the sound waves transformed into Dao patterns, seemingly capable of suppressing all eternity.

All attacks, all methods, under this sound wave, all turned into dust.

This scene made the hearts of the demons tremble.

"Dragon?"

"How could it be a Dragon?"

"Didn't the True Dragon disappear into the river of history long ago?"

"How could it reappear in the world?"

As soon as the True Dragon appeared, all the demons were terrified.

Under the rolling Dragon might, whether they were Saint-Grade or Great Saint Realm powerhouses, they all felt an immense pressure from the depths of their Souls.

That was the deterrence from the Bloodline, and even more, the complete crushing of lower life forms by higher life forms.

When the True Dragon appears, who can contend?

The demons' intense murderous intent towards Zhong Qing turned into fear, even dread.

Was a man who could control a True Dragon someone they could deal with?

Under the True Dragon Bloodline pressure, they could barely even move, let alone resist.

At the same time, Zhong Qing's figure moved, stepping into the clouds, standing atop the True Dragon's head.

His eyes were deep, scanning the demons below.

"Surrender, or die!"

His calm voice echoed through the mountains and valleys.

With the True Dragon as a backdrop, Zhong Qing, at this moment, appeared like an immortal or a god in the eyes of the demons.

Transcendent, peerless, unfathomable!

If Zhong Qing had said this earlier, the demons would have considered it mere bluster.

But now!

With the appearance of the True Dragon formed by Zero Seal, no demon dared to question the truth of these words.

Those calm words seemed to have transformed into two paths of life and death laid before everyone's eyes.

Life, or death, that was the question!

Under the terrifying pressure of the True Dragon, a Saint-Grade Great Demon finally could no longer bear the pressure of death.

Its knees buckled, and it knelt directly on the ground.

"My, my Lord, I, I am willing to surrender!"

With the first demon to surrender, soon there was a second, then a third.

In the end, all Saint-Grade powerhouses surrendered at Zhong Qing's feet.

Only a few Great Saint powerhouses showed stubbornness in their eyes.

The White Bone Great Saint, in particular, felt heartbroken and indignant towards the Saint-Grade Great Demons who had defected to his side.

"Red Bone, Gold Bone, the achievements you have today are all thanks to my cultivation."

"It was Old Ancestor who gave you life; now, how dare you betray me?"

Red Bone and Gold Bone were Saint-Grade powerhouses under him, and also his absolute confidantes.

He could understand others betraying him and surrendering to Zhong Qing.

But he never expected that these two demons, whom he had placed high hopes on, would be the first to surrender to Zhong Qing.

Red Bone and Gold Bone felt a pang of shame, but the two demons looked at the True Dragon above their heads.

That trace of shame instantly vanished: "Old Ancestor, as the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances!"

"This Lord can even possess a True Dragon; it's not shameful for us to acknowledge him as our leader!"

"That's right! Old Ancestor, the True Dragon has even been Sealed within a blade; instead of making futile resistance, why not surrender?"

Clearly, among the Yao Race, Bloodline suppression was terrifying.

The True Dragon's Bloodline being stored within a blade, for many demons, this kind of fear and shock went straight to their hearts.

The weakness of the two demons made the White Bone Great Saint both angry and anxious.

"Shut up!"

He roared in anger, a different kind of sorrow rising in his heart.

He had originally thought that the establishment of this Myriad Demons Alliance would surely allow his prestige among the Yao Race to reach a unique Peak, and it might even be possible for him to become the Alliance Leader of the Myriad Demons Alliance, ruling over all demons.

He never expected that his goal would not be achieved, and his highly anticipated subordinates had already knelt.