Chapter 541: The Tenth Grade, Divine Bloodline!
"Ninth-grade bloodline grants a Heaven-level clan mark, eighth-grade bloodline grants an Earth-level clan mark, and fifth to seventh-grade bloodlines grant three types of Mystic-level clan marks. A fifth-grade bloodline grants a Yellow-level clan mark, and as for the Divine Bloodline, it naturally grants a God-level clan mark.
According to the bloodline classification of the ancient imperial clans, anyone who reaches the ninth-grade bloodline has the potential to become a Battle Saint.
As for the Divine Bloodline, its potential may even allow one to reach the pinnacle of Battle Saint. But of course, I imagine that's quite difficult since a Divine Bloodline hasn't appeared in many, many years.
However, within the Lei Clan now, perhaps there is someone who can reach it, and that person is you, Mo Yu." Mang Tianchi turned his head to look at Mo Yu and chuckled.
Hearing this, Mo Yu smiled slightly without saying much. He knew he possessed the Heaven Thunder Body, but whether it was enough to reach the level of the Divine Bloodline, he wasn't sure himself.
"Next, Lei Xiu!"
While Mo Yu and the others were chatting, another loud voice sounded in the arena. Immediately, Lei Xiu stood up with excitement, rushing down to the platform.
Following the same process as Mu Mang earlier, Lei Xiu walked through the steps again. However, the thunder markings on the star disk remained at six lines.
"Lei Xiu, Black Demon Army's Yellow Thunder Captain, five-star Dou Zun, sixth-grade bloodline. Granted the Mystic-level clan mark!"
Seeing that Lei Xiu, with his strength as a five-star Dou Zun, still only received a Mystic-level clan mark, Mo Yu could feel how difficult it was to cross the bloodline levels.
It seemed that power wasn't the most important factor here. The real key was the bloodline level.
"Next."
After Mu Mang and Lei Xiu, a few more talented young Lei Clan members came forward, but none of them had a bloodline higher than sixth-grade. This clearly showed how incredibly hard it was to elevate the bloodline levels within the Lei Clan.
"Mu Xiao, Black Demon Army's Silver Thunder Captain, six-star Dou Zun, seventh-grade bloodline. Granted the Superior Mystic-level clan mark!"
Just as Mo Yu was growing slightly impatient with the long process, another voice called out.
"Mu Xiao?"
Hearing the name, Mo Yu's heart stirred. This person likely came from the same Mu lineage.
"Mu Xiao is Mu Mang's older brother, but his talent far surpasses his younger brother's. You should be cautious if you face him," Mang Ting whispered.
Mo Yu nodded calmly, looking toward the arena. He noticed a significant change happening.
In this charged atmosphere, Mo Yu's gaze shifted, landing on the back of a fierce figure ahead.
At this moment, one of the four great generals of the Lei Clan, General Lei Hu, had silently stood up amidst the crowd's attention, walking step by step toward the arena.
"Is it his turn now?"
Feeling the environment turn both silent and violent, Mo Yu narrowed his eyes. He was extremely curious about this powerful rival. How far could he go?
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lei Yin, with a cold expression, walked slowly into the arena. He bowed slightly to the three elders but did not kneel on one knee as Mu Mang and the others had done. Instead, he stood tall and firm like a fierce tiger towering over the world.
The elders did not show any displeasure at his actions. Despite his younger age, Lei Yin had a strong background within the Lei Clan, and coupled with his extraordinary power, it was understandable that he did not kneel. The elders exchanged glances, and with a wave of a sleeve, a large star disk gently floated before Lei Yin, emitting a soft glow.
"It's your turn, Lei Yin."
Hearing this, Lei Yin nodded calmly and, under countless gazes, reached out his hand to touch the star disk.
For a moment, there was silence. Then, the star disk trembled violently, and a brilliant light shot out as thunder markings began to appear.
"One… two… three… eight!"
As the eighth thunder mark slowly emerged on the star disk, the crowd erupted into a roar of surprise, and even some of the elders nodded with approval. This test had clearly satisfied them.
"An eighth-grade bloodline... Truly worthy of being one of the four great generals."
"When Master Lei Dong was young, he also had an eight-star bloodline. I didn't expect General Lei Hu to be catching up to him."
"Yes, Master Lei Dong was one of the few with a ninth-grade bloodline. That General Lei Hu can match his younger self is terrifying."
"I've also heard that our Lei Clan might soon see a Divine Bloodline…"
"You mean that Black Thunder Captain who grew up outside the clan? I'm not sure if that rumor is true, but it'd be amazing to witness a miracle."
…
The whispers among the Lei Clan members spread throughout the square.
"General Lei Hu, reaching the eighth-grade bloodline. Not even Master Lei Dong was better back then," Mang Ting sighed as he looked at the figure in the arena.
Mo Yu remained expressionless. Compared to Lei Yin, young talents like Mu Mang, Geng Xiong, and Mu Xiao were nothing. General Lei Hu's reputation was clearly well-deserved.
As for Lei Dong, if Mo Yu recalled correctly, that was his soon-to-be brother-in-law, Lei Fei'er's brother, and Lei Ying's son.
The three elders in the arena, after seeing the eight thunder marks, smiled. One elder raised a brush, and a powerful energy gathered at its tip. With a swift stroke, a mystical lightning symbol appeared on Lei Yin's forehead.
"Lei Yin, one of the four great generals of the Black Demon Army, eight-star Dou Zun, eighth-grade bloodline. Granted the Earth-level clan mark!"
With the elder's declaration, the lightning symbol on Lei Yin's forehead emitted a brilliant light.
After completing the bloodline test, Lei Yin began walking off the platform. But as he was about to sit down, Mo Yu noticed a cold glare directed at him—it was Lei Yin.
"Oh, if all you've got is an eighth-grade bloodline, I'm afraid that won't be enough," Mo Yu thought, a cold smile appearing on his lips.
The bloodline tests continued, but since Lei Yin's turn, no one else reached the eighth grade. Even a seventh-grade bloodline became rare.
Just as Mo Yu was starting to feel bored and sleepy, a loud voice pulled him back to reality.
"Next, Black Thunder Captain Mo Yu!"
Upon hearing his name, Mo Yu perked up, and immediately, many eyes turned toward him.
Those seated in the VIP area, either Lei Clan elders or distinguished guests from outside, had long heard about Mo Yu. It was rumored that he might possess a Divine Bloodline, and the crowd held mixed emotions of expectation and curiosity.
Xiao Yixian and Qinglin, who were sitting nearby, anxiously watched Mo Yu. Whether or not he had a Divine Bloodline wouldn't change his importance to them, but the grandeur of the moment made them feel a bit pressured.
"It's your turn, Black Thunder Captain," Mang Ting said, his face serious.
Rumor had it that both the ancient clans and the Soul Clan might produce someone with a Divine Bloodline, and now the Lei Clan's hopes rested on Mo Yu.
"Mm." Mo Yu nodded calmly and walked to the testing platform.
The three Lei Clan elders exchanged looks, their eyes showing a deep interest. They were skeptical about this outsider's bloodline being as remarkable as rumored.
Mo Yu, unfazed by their scrutiny, lightly placed his hand on the star disk and closed his silver eyes.
As his hand touched the disk, faint rays of light began to radiate from his palm, and under this glow, thunder markings appeared on the star disk.
The crowd held their breath, focusing intensely on the star disk. Every additional thunder mark made their hearts pound.
One... two… five… seven… eight…
As the number of thunder markings increased, the crowd's breathing became heavier. Some could even feel slight tremors in the surrounding space.
Even those hidden experts in the sky, who had been watching in secret, seemed to stir.
With countless eyes locked on the star disk, after the eighth thunder mark appeared, a brilliant light gathered again. Then, to the shock of everyone present, a ninth thunder mark slowly took shape.
"Nine thunder marks! A ninth-grade bloodline!"
The sight of the nine glowing thunder marks left everyone breathless. Even Mang Tianchi and the three elders on the platform clenched their fists in excitement.
A ninth-grade bloodline meant that the Lei Clan would now have someone with the potential to become a Battle Saint!
Though it was just potential for now, given enough time, that potential could be realized, creating a new Battle Saint.
"Oh, just a ninth-grade bloodline? This kid's bloodline power shouldn't stop here."
On a giant tree in the distance, a burly middle-aged man observed the scene, his voice low. This man was none other than Lei Clan's leader, Lei Ying.
If this had been a normal day, Lei Ying would have been thrilled to see a ninth-grade bloodline. After all, it was extremely rare. However, he had believed Mo Yu to possess a Divine Bloodline, so he couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed.
"Tch, so he's not a Divine Bloodline after all? It seems father was wrong. I won't marry him," said a tall, elegant woman in black stockings beside Lei Ying, her tone dismissive.
"Ninth grade is still remarkable. But from the look on my future brother-in-law's face, I'd say this test isn't over yet," mused a silver-clad man next to Lei Fei'er.
Just as the silver-clad man finished speaking, the light from the ninth thunder mark intensified under the excited gazes of the three elders.
"Ninth-grade peak…"
The three elders stared at the dazzling thunder mark, their hearts racing.
Suddenly, Mo Yu's expression changed. The next moment, his blood surged within him, and silver sparks began flowing from his veins to his outstretched hand.
Szzzz!
As the silver light grew stronger, Mo Yu's entire arm seemed to be forged from thunder itself.
At the peak of this brightness, the star disk trembled violently, and cracks began to spread across its surface.
Bzzzz!
With the spreading cracks, a flicker of black-silver lightning appeared in the dark space behind the ninth thunder mark.
As this black-silver light emerged, all the noise in the world seemed to vanish, and even the hidden auras in the sky came to a halt. A sense of excitement spread through the air.
The black-silver light expanded rapidly, growing to about the size of a thumb in just a few moments. Then it wriggled slightly, and after a short while, a tenth thunder mark—black-silver and dim—appeared under countless gazes.
Boom!
The moment the tenth black-silver thunder mark appeared, the star disk shattered with a bang, and a black-silver lightning column shot into the sky from Mo Yu's hand.
A terrifying pressure spread from the lightning column, and under this pressure, most people in the arena were shocked to find that their Dou Qi had stopped circulating. Even their very souls felt a sense of awe and reverence.
This was the reverence a lower being felt for a higher one!
"Tenth-grade... Divine Bloodline!" (Chapter End)
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