Bloodline Ability: Burning Rebellion

Bloodline Ability: Burning Rebellion . . . 

In the hallowed halls of the palace, a sense of reverence filled the air as Qin Wentian took each step towards the heart of the chamber. There, a magnificent statue stood tall, an embodiment of a supreme primordial demon god. This imposing figure seemed to meld with the very essence of Demongod Mountain, casting an aura of unfathomable majesty that sent shivers down his spine.

"Demon god? What lineage of demons could it hail from?" Qin Wentian pondered aloud as he ventured further into the depths of the palace, captivated by the enigma before him.

Just as he began to unravel the secrets shrouding the demon god, an abrupt interruption disrupted his contemplation. A frigid voice pierced the silence from behind, forcing Qin Wentian to halt his advance. A powerful and foreboding presence enveloped him, compelling him to turn around to confront a formidable phoeroc.

"You, halt!" The phoeroc's voice dripped with stern authority. "You are a human, not a demon. You lack the qualifications to enter the sanctum of the demon god."

At this moment, Qin Wentian still retained his roc form, and his conspicuous presence drew the attention of the many experts gathered here, including those from the human camp. It was abundantly clear to everyone that he was not of demon descent.

Amidst the onlookers, the Southern Phoenix Matriarch entered the scene with a faint, knowing smile gracing her eyes. Qin Wentian had succeeded in astonishing the assembly. It was no wonder that the Evergreen Immortal Emperor held him in such high regard. Even the Immortal Emperor himself had failed to gain entry, yet this audacious young man had managed to breach the barrier.

Of course, this accomplishment could also be attributed to the techniques and arts he had cultivated. This trial was clearly designed to favor demons or individuals endowed with greater physical prowess.

Recognition dawned in Beiming Youhuang's eyes as she stared at Qin Wentian. She had already suspected his identity before, but now it was undeniable. This was the same beastly intruder who had once seized her ancestral inheritance.

Qin Wentian's eyes flashed with determination as he resumed his human form. "The demon god mountain is a sacred realm. By our mere presence here, we have demonstrated our eligibility to lay claim to whatever treasures it holds." His gaze bore into the phoeroc as he continued, "And, dear Youhuang, it seems fate has brought us together once more. Our destinies are intertwined by the celestial forces themselves."

Beiming Youhuang's demeanor grew icy as she retorted, "You..."

Meanwhile, the Southern Phoenix Matriarch observed the unfolding drama with keen interest, a playful smile touching her lips. "This young man certainly possesses remarkable audacity, even daring to tease Princess Youhuang, the cherished daughter of the Darknorth Immortal Emperor."

Although Beiming Youhuang felt somewhat uncomfortable with the Matriarch's comment, her esteemed status compelled her to remain silent. Qin Wentian took the opportunity to bow before the Southern Phoenix Matriarch, showing his respect. "Qin Wentian humbly pays his respects to the Southern Phoenix Matriarch."

"No need for such formality," the Matriarch responded with a gracious laugh. "Evergreen Immortal Emperor and Thousand Transformations hold you in high regard, and your exceptional abilities are apparent. Our clan's Yunxi has not forgotten you, and it appears you haven't either, as you dare to tease Princess Youhuang."

Beiming Youhuang's aura grew even colder as she heard this exchange, but she refrained from commenting due to the Matriarch's elevated status.

Unfazed, Qin Wentian continued with his audacious banter. "Youhuang, I understand your reservations, but back then, I had no choice..."

"Enough!" Beiming Youhuang interjected, preventing Qin Wentian from revealing the events that transpired in her palace.

"All right, I won't say more," Qin Wentian acquiesced, but couldn't resist adding, "Just know that there's no need for you to hold onto animosity."

Beiming Youhuang's frustration mounted, but before the situation escalated further, a powerful demon emperor intervened. He acknowledged the Matriarch's connection to Qin Wentian, which made it unrealistic for him to take any action against the human. However, within the confines of the demon god mountain, a sacred realm of demonkind's legacies, the chances of humans obtaining anything were slim.

Upon the palace walls, the legacies of various demon races beckoned, their allure irresistible. Several supreme demons eagerly approached the towering statue, drawn by the radiant, mystic energy it emitted.

The Southern Phoenix Matriarch turned her attention to Qin Wentian and his companions. "Young man, you should join them," she suggested.

"Your grace, I am deeply grateful," Qin Wentian expressed his gratitude with a graceful bow towards the Southern Phoenix Matriarch. Her presence was a timely intervention, preventing an imminent clash with the more powerful demons who harbored no intentions of allowing humans to tread upon this sacred ground, the demons' most revered realm.

With a mischievous spirit, Little Rascal, the irreverent companion, couldn't resist the allure of the radiant statue. He raced towards it, his agile form like a bolt of lightning. In the blink of an eye, a divine radiance flowed from the statue, enveloping Little Rascal. It emanated an abundance of profound energy, an embodiment of the great dao itself, merging with Little Rascal's essence. In an instant, the mischievous creature shut his eyes, lost in the blissful sensation, as though it were an indulgent treat.

Little Rascal wasn't the only one; all the other demons who dared to approach the statue felt the same captivating energy coursing into their beings. Their demonic blood surged within, unleashing torrents of ferocious demonic qi.

"Purgatory, it's your turn."

"Understood," Purgatory acknowledged with a nod. She took flight, a piercing screech marking her advance. A wry smile crossed Qin Wentian's lips as he, too, took a step toward the radiant aura of the demon god's statue.

The divine light emanating from the statue possessed an elusive power that resonated with their innate bloodline abilities. As Qin Wentian ventured closer, his body began to resonate with the rhythmic surge of power, his bloodline awakening with fervor. Each pulse of energy surged like relentless ocean waves crashing against the shore. The tumultuous tide of his blood coursed through his very bones, infusing him with the divine radiance of the demon god's statue. It was as though his bloodline's potential was slowly awakening.

Meanwhile, the Southern Phoenix Matriarch gracefully approached the statue, her presence unwavering and serene. As the matriarch of the Southern Phoenix Clan, few things could stir her emotions. Even in this extraordinary setting, she retained her calm composure, allowing the divine radiance to envelop her. The enigmatic glow, once absorbed, ignited a smile upon her countenance, revealing a mature beauty that could enchant the souls of all who beheld it. Such a glimpse of her softer side was a rare privilege in this world.

"These are the vestiges of the divine," the Southern Phoenix Matriarch murmured in wonder. When she arrived at this sacred ground within the Demongod Mountain, her expectations were modest. Despite her phoenix bloodline, she remained a human cultivator, harboring curiosity about the legendary Demongod Mountain and its potential mystical treasures.

Her presence here now served as confirmation. The matriarch closed her eyes, standing in tranquil contemplation, savoring every moment. She remained uninterested in the transformations of the other greater demons, which were sure to awaken the potential within their bloodlines and enhance their powers. Her focus was solely on the divine radiance emitted by the statue—traces of the divine.

Time passed steadily; among the humans present, some were absorbed in the mysterious energy coursing through them, while others studied the inscriptions of demonic inheritances etched upon the walls. Occasionally, the presence of a greater demon would undergo a remarkable metamorphosis, with their demonic qi surging and their bloodlines growing more vibrant. They understood that reaching this sacred spot and receiving the statue's blessing would trigger an ultimate transformation, awakening the full potential of their bloodlines.

Purgatory, for instance, was undergoing a profound transformation, her purgatory flames intensifying and her body taking on a crystalline sheen, signifying newfound strength. Little Rascal, too, experienced a remarkable change. A radiant, golden light emanated from his being, exuding an aura befitting royalty.

Qin Wentian himself was amidst an extraordinary transformation. His bloodline ignited, and a resplendent light enveloped him. A faint projection of a demon king from the primordial era emerged behind him, bearing his likeness. This ethereal figure blazed with an intense, divine fire, as if serving as a guardian deity dedicated to his protection. Gradually, Qin Wentian forged a profound resonance with this once-uncontrollable entity, his aura surging to new heights in a frenzied ascent.

Yet, despite the infusion of this mystical divine energy, Qin Wentian found his bloodline resisting any form of evolution. It was as if this enigmatic force was merely a catalyst, insufficient to trigger the true metamorphosis of his bloodline. Instead, it seemed to serve as a key to unlock his bloodline's concealed potential.

"So, all those times I believed I had control over my bloodline powers, it was nothing more than a clumsy stumble in the darkness," Qin Wentian pondered aloud. As he slowly opened his eyes, a vibrant crimson radiance burst forth, illuminating the space around him.

He remained motionless, yet an undeniable transformation was taking place. His aura underwent a profound change, radiating an even more extraordinary presence, akin to a natural sovereign of this realm.

"Bloodline ability: Burning Rebellion," Qin Wentian silently contemplated. This name wasn't a product of his own invention; it was a revelation from his own bloodline, a whispered secret echoing in the recesses of his mind.

Among the greater demons assembled here, each possessed their unique innate bloodline abilities that could be further nurtured and awakened, evolving into more formidable manifestations.

In this moment, Qin Wentian made a startling discovery: the essence of a supreme-graded primordial greater demon coursed through his veins, granting him an innate bloodline ability.

Burning Rebellion—this innate power had the capability to ignite the dormant energies within his bloodline, causing his physical prowess to surge exponentially. His attacks gained an unprecedented force, as if he possessed the strength to challenge the very heavens themselves. Even in its weakest form, it promised to amplify his power twofold, but given Qin Wentian's exceptional talent, he sensed that this multiplier could reach far beyond mere twofold enhancement.

Furthermore, his defenses would naturally fortify, and the bloodline's protective avatar would bear his likeness while possessing the ability to undergo demonic transformations, seamlessly adopting the forms of various demons. Should he unleash demonic arts and techniques, the resulting power surge would be nothing short of terrifying.

With this newfound comprehension of his own bloodline abilities, Qin Wentian came to the realization that his previous activations were but a nascent glimpse of his bloodline's true potential—a potential yet to be fully realized.