For a long time, Ling Feng took a deep breath, raised his head slightly, and had already made a choice in his heart.
If only one could remain between the two, he would not abandon the Blood of the Emperor.
His eyes regained clarity, Ling Feng took another deep breath, and returned to calm.
"Oh? You've already made up your mind so quickly? I thought you would hesitate for a long time."
The Great Wilderness Sword Saint chuckled lightly, gazing at Ling Feng, and asked, "Have you chosen?"
"I've chosen." Ling Feng nodded: "If the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline would cause me to lose my own bloodline, I choose not to accept your legacy."
Blood of the Emperor!
This was the barrier that accompanied him all the way; from nothing to something, reaching his current stage, all relying on the strength of the Blood of the Emperor.
He absolutely could not give it up.
In a certain sense, the bloodline of the Heavenly Dao Clan is even superior to the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline.
