The power of Mo Tu's Dao path kept surging, but it was useless.
He was unable to suppress the pulling force of the bloodline.
The other party was too strong.
To his relief, it seemed that the other party could not kill him with this, but only wanted to contact him.
"I am your ancestor, do not resist!"
There was a message being transmitted through his bloodline.
Mo Tu's expression changed. He snorted and said, "I don't have an ancestor!"
"You are a descendant of my ancient demon race. Even if your blood is not pure, you are still a demon. I am still your ancestor."
"Now is the best time for you to return. I will help you to purify your bloodline."
"After the purification of your bloodline, you will become a true demon. Your level of talent will increase, and reaching the 10,000-mile mark will no longer be a dream for you."
A message was transmitted again, laced with temptation.
Mo Tu's expression changed again and again.
Purifying his bloodline?
Outwardly, it seemed like an opportunity and recognition, but it truly was just another way of inducting him into the ancient demon race as a servant.
A mixed-blood demon with a purified bloodline would never be as good as a true pure-blooded demon!
He was also a demon.
Even if he was of mixed blood, he was very familiar with the nature of the demon race.
He recalled that in the history of the demon race, those who had reached the Daoyuan realm had all left the nine zones and escaped into the chaos in order to break away from the demon race, and to escape the persecution and status of being second-class citizens among the ancient demon race.
If his seniors had made that choice, then something must have happened.
Mo Tu was a demon of the nine zones and belonged to the heavenly demon tribe.
Before he knew about the ancient demon race, the heavenly demon tribes were regarded as the pure-blooded demons in the nine zones. They were the kings of the demons. Mo Tu knew their attitude and mentality toward the other mixed-blood demons. It was almost certain that the ancient demon race viewed them in the same manner as well.
The nine zones were a land of treasures!
The seniors were foolish enough to leave the nine zones to find a way to escape the ancient demon race. What they did not know was that the nine zones held the key to resolving their problems.
Of course, Mo Tu felt that there was a high probability that the seniors of the demon race had been deceived by human experts in order to make the demon race relinquish their position as the overlord race of the nine zones to the human race.
"F*ck off! I'm from the heavenly demon tribe, not some dog sh*t demon like you!"
"You're not my ancestor. Who are you? How dare you lie to me! In that case, I'm your grandfather!"
"You want me to be your dog? Are you even worthy?"
Mo Tu roared in a low voice.
The other party could only use his bloodline as a guide to connect with him and could not do anything to him, so Mo Tu was not the slightest bit afraid.
No matter how strong the other party was, he could not enter the nine zones.
'I'll just ask Brother Chu for protection if he can really enter the nine zones. That shouldn't be a problem, right?'
'Fellow Daoist Chu is a good person, so he should be willing to protect me.'
'Even becoming Fellow Daoist Chu's follower is a hundred times better than being the slaves of these haughty ancient demons.'
In the chaos, Tianmo Lie almost exploded in anger.
A lowly mixed-blood demon had actually scolded and ignored him?
Damn it!
Were it not for the fact that he could not enter the nine zones, Tianmo Lie would definitely have charged in and torn that mixed-blood ant to pieces!
However, for the sake of the ancient demon race's great plan, he had to endure for the time being!
"Don't mess around. You've only just entered the Daoyuan realm, while I'm already a Nine Extreme Daoyuan realm cultivator. I'm afraid you don't even know what it means to be a Nine Extreme Daoyuan realm cultivator."
"Stop talking nonsense and shut up. Who told you that I don't know anything about the Nine Extreme Daoyuan realm? Get lost! Do you think your Nine Extreme Daoyuan realm cultivation means anything? You're trash!"
Mo Tu interrupted him.
Tianmo Lie almost died of anger!
He could not take it anymore and roared, "How dare you! You're just a novice. How dare you be so impudent?! I can kill you with a single breath, you ant!"
"If you have the ability, then come at me. Who's afraid of who?"
Mo Tu's face was full of arrogance.
"Come at me, old man. If you don't come, then I'm your ancestor! I'm waiting for you~"
"Come on. If you have the guts, make your move. You can't even enter the nine zones, haha!"
Tianmo Lie roared. He was about to go crazy!
B*stard!
He rushed towards the nine zones and roared, "I'm going to kill you! I'm going to tear you to bits you damn b*stard!"
Boom!
Tianmo Lie was sent flying by the Great Dao's power of rejection.
"Hmph!"
Mo Tu coldly snorted.
It looked like this ancient demon had revealed his true colors.
As expected, in the hearts of these ancient demons, demons like him were nothing but lowly creatures!
"Come on, don't just yell. Come and kill me. What's this? You can't even enter the nine zones. Then on what basis can you behave so arrogantly?"
Mo Tu wasn't afraid at all. After all, he was a professional troll.
In the chaos, Tianmo Lie roared madly. His aura exploded, but he had nowhere to vent his anger. He could only blow up a chaos mountain not far away.
In the Ancient Chaos World, a few experts appeared in the periphery. They were speechless when they saw the crazed Tianmo Lie.
He was really irascible.
They did not know who had provoked him.
Could it be Yang?
In the nine zones, after pissing off Tianmo Lie, Mo Tu frowned.
He was actually unable to cut off that bloodline pulling force!
It was a dual suppression of strength and bloodline!
He now understood why his seniors had gone into the chaos to find a way to escape the grasp of the ancient demon race.
Mo Tu sent a message to the other demon race Daoyuan realm experts, warning them not to be fooled.
Still, although the ancient demons could not enter the nine zones, he could not cut off the bloodline connection.
He had to find a way to break away completely, or perhaps transform his bloodline.
However, was that even feasible?
Mo Tu knew that the more powerful a race was, the more difficult it was to transform their bloodline.
Perhaps it was possible for experts to transform the bloodlines of cultivators that were much weaker than they were, but he was already a Daoyuan realm expert.
Where would he find someone that much stronger than he was?
'It's time to look for Brother Chu!'
Mo Tu thought of Chu Xuan first.
"Fellow Daoist Chu, an ancient demon used his bloodline to find me, but I scolded him until he ran away. However, the bloodline connection can't be severed. Is there a way to resolve this?" Mo Tu asked in the group chat.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Hong Yuanchu was shocked. An ancient demon had come to find him so quickly?
Chu Xuan saw Mo Tu's message and paused what he was doing. He was not surprised by this.
It was only a matter of time.
"It's not difficult to sever the bloodline connection, but that won't solve the root of the problem," he said after a moment of silence.
"How about this, I'll teach you a technique to cut off the bloodline connection first."
Since Mo Tu had asked, it was also an opportunity.
Chu Xuan immediately passed on a secret technique that used the Great Dao's power of rejection to cut off the bloodline connection.
This secret technique could be used by any Daoyuan realm expert in the nine zones.
Mo Tu thanked him and, as expected, he asked, "Fellow Daoist Chu, how do we solve the root of the problem?"
"Transform your bloodline," Chu Xuan said.
This was the only way to solve the problem.
Otherwise, as long as there was a gap in strength, it was still possible to form a connection through one's bloodline.
"It's not easy to transform one's bloodline," Mo Tu sighed and said.
Furthermore, a strong bloodline indicated one's level of talent. If the bloodline was transformed, it would weaken their talent.
The demon race's bloodline was extremely powerful, and it also brought with it powerful strength and talent. However, the more powerful it was, the more difficult it was to transform.
"It's not difficult. It just depends on whether Daoist Mo Tu has the determination to do so."
Chu Xuan smiled.
Mo Tu's heart moved. Sure enough, Brother Chu always had a way.
"Will the transformation of my bloodline cause any side effects?"
He was worried that after the transformation of the bloodline, his talent would be weakened, which would result in his comprehension of the Great Dao becoming poorer, and the speed and potential of extending his Dao path would be reduced.
This was something that no expert could accept.
"It won't make you weaker. In fact, it can make you even stronger."
Chu Xuan gave an affirmative answer.
"Then may I ask Fellow Daoist Chu, how do I transform my bloodline? Which bloodline should I transform it into?"
Mo Tu was tempted.
It would be great if he could part ways with the ancient demon race.
As long as he broke free of the bloodline shackles, he could escape into the chaos if he was in danger. Without the bloodline connection, it would be much more difficult for the other party to find him.
