Divinity Realm, the starting area.
Lin Hao was the center of attention, completely surrounded.
"Little brother, you are the supreme of the Blood Coagulation Realm, and our esoteric sect is also called 'Supreme.' See how fated we are?" The spokesperson for the Supreme Esoteric Sect was all smiles, his old face crinkling up like a chrysanthemum.
"Young friend, don't listen to his nonsense. See how fake that smile is? Let me tell you, that old geezer is usually as stern as they come. He doesn't even give his own Sect Leader the time of day. The way he's acting now, it's obvious he's just trying to swindle you. You should come to our Myriad Ages Holy Land instead. We have a Saint-level Cultivation Technique."
"What's a Saint-level Cultivation Technique? We of the Divine Flood Dragon Clan are descendants of the Divine Dragon! We not only have the blood of the Ancestral Dragon but also the legacy left behind by the Divine Dragons."
