"But what's so special about this ancestral pool that makes you risk your lives for it?"
The middle-aged man subconsciously licked his dry lips, a flicker of desire flashing in his eyes. He quickly bowed, his tone full of caution, and said:
"This ancestral pool is the burial ground of ancient divine beasts. Over the years, countless years have accumulated an extremely rich bloodline of divine beasts within it. Those descendants of divine beasts who dare to step into the ancestral pool, if they can stand out in the fierce and brutal competition, will reap immeasurable rewards."
"Not only can one achieve a significant leap in cultivation in a short period of time, and reach a new level of strength, but one may also awaken ancient divine abilities hidden deep within one's bloodline. Once awakened, one's strength will soar to new heights, and dominating a region will not be difficult."
At this point, the middle-aged man paused, a complex expression appearing on his face, a mixture of longing for great power and helplessness regarding the thinness of his own bloodline.
"And for us demon beasts whose bloodlines are not pure, entering the Ancestral Pool is extremely tempting."
"If one is fortunate enough to receive the baptism of the ancestral pool, there is a very high probability of achieving bloodline reversion. Once successful, the bloodline will be purified and enhanced, and the strength will also advance by leaps and bounds, thus escaping the fate of being weak."
"That's why this quota is tilted towards those of us who have some divine beast blood. After all, the more bloodlines are integrated into the ancestral pool, the greater the chance that the descendants of those top divine beasts will awaken their supernatural powers."
"And for us, those of us destined to be runners-up, the chance to revert to our ancestral lineage is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, it is worth risking our lives to try."
After speaking, the middle-aged man let out a helpless sigh, a mixture of longing for a glimmer of hope and a clear understanding of the harsh reality.
Upon hearing this, Qin Luo sneered, gaining a deeper understanding of the Ancestral Pool.
Those descendants of top-tier divine beasts use the bloodlines of lower-level demon beasts to increase their chances of awakening supernatural powers, while the lower-level demon beasts are willing to go through fire and water for that sliver of hope of returning to their ancestral form.
Behind the seemingly fair rules lies the calculation of those in power. But even if it's a matter of mutual consent, it's nothing more than each person getting what they want.
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