In the Sang Clan's territory, within the blood pool that awakens bloodlines, Mu Qingge sat cross-legged, her eyes tightly shut. The once viscous pool water now formed a massive whirlpool around her, boiling as the essence blood of generations of ancestors was continuously absorbed into her body, refining her bloodline.
On the shore, the Supreme Elder of the Sang Family sat cross-legged, his sharp old eyes fixed on Mu Qingge in the pool, not daring to show the slightest negligence.
Two hours passed…
The color of the blood in the pool gradually faded, while Mu Qingge's skin became increasingly red. The hairband that held up her hair suddenly shattered, disintegrating into a pile of powder, as jet-black hair fell, dipping into the pool water.
The Supreme Elder's eyes narrowed, his expression turned more solemn.
Suddenly, Mu Qingge's clothing ballooned as if filled by a gust of wind, her previously peaceful expression turning somewhat ferocious.
