Chapter 992: Saint-Level Bloodline!

"Hehe, looks like you've finally sensed something! An atavistic dragon soul appearing in a human body—what a great irony! If I'm not mistaken, your past life wasted hundreds of years, and it wasn't until this life that you found another opportunity and cultivated dragon clan techniques, right?" The White Tiger Spirit actually sounded gleeful.

It was clear that the White Tiger Spirit was somewhat jealous!

Undoubtedly, the atavistic dragon soul and the perfect White Tiger body were both extremely rare among the four divine beast clans. And the atavistic dragon soul was even rarer than the perfect White Tiger body.

Having confirmed White Light's perfect White Tiger body, Ye Yuan was genuinely happy for him, but he never expected to become an atavistic dragon soul himself.

"Senior Saint Ancestor, what exactly is an atavistic dragon soul?" Ye Yuan couldn't help asking again.

"Hmph! Do you think I'll tell you? If you want to know, go ask the dragon clan!" The White Tiger Spirit snorted coldly.

Ye Yuan was taken aback. The White Tiger Spirit was actually throwing a tantrum. Was this fellow really the Saint Ancestor of the White Tiger clan?

But just then, the White Tiger Spirit's form gradually began to dim.

"Time is up. All of you, assist this lad well, and don't let the dragon clan steal the show! I'm off!"

With that, the light on the White Tiger Spirit slowly faded, eventually turning into nothingness.

Ye Yuan watched this scene, speechless for a long time.

He never expected that entering this ancestral spirit land would lead to such an encounter.

After thinking it over, he cupped his hands and asked Fan Lin, "Senior Fan Lin..."

Before he could finish, Fan Lin gestured for him to stop and said meaningfully, "Even the Saint Ancestor refused to say, so don't make things difficult for me! Drop this matter, and don't bring it up again!"

Ye Yuan was left speechless and had no choice but to give up.

Just then, White Light suddenly groaned, and a terrifying White Tiger pressure exploded, filling the entire hall!

White Light slowly opened his eyes, standing in midair like a lofty king, looking down on all beings.

Fan Lin's expression changed, then turned into wild joy.

He bowed deeply to White Light, and the other tomb keepers also showed reverence, bowing along with Fan Lin.

"Congratulations, young master, on passing the Saint Ancestor's trial and breaking through to a saint-level bloodline!" the tomb keepers said in unison.

White Light nodded slowly and said, "Fan Lin, this time... I must thank you!"

Now, Fan Lin's attitude toward White Light was completely different from before; he said respectfully, "This is the duty of our tomb keeper lineage. Young master need not be so polite."

White Light nodded but said nothing more. He floated down and stopped beside Ye Yuan.

"Big brother, I never thought that by stumbling around, we would gain such a great opportunity in the ancestral spirit land!" White Light said to Ye Yuan with a smile.

Ye Yuan was also very surprised by White Light's current state.

White Light's strength hadn't increased much, but the White Tiger bloodline pressure he had just released was clearly a cut above the king-level bloodline.

Ye Yuan knew that a saint-level bloodline was extremely difficult to achieve among the current demon race.

In an entire era, perhaps not even one person could achieve it!

Yet White Light, after receiving the baptism of the White Tiger Spirit, had directly broken through to a saint-level bloodline!

This was a terrifying advancement, for one step beyond the saint-level bloodline was the divine-level bloodline!

Once he reached the divine-level bloodline, White Light could break through the divine realm and become a true divine beast!

This opportunity was by no means insignificant for White Light.

Ye Yuan could refine pills to help White Light break through in cultivation, but he could do nothing about the bloodline of the demon race.

This was an internal factor that no pill could assist with.

White Light's bloodline had long reached the king level, but there was still a vast distance to the saint level.

It must be known that even the patriarch of the White Tiger clan might not necessarily achieve a saint-level bloodline. Yet after the trial of the White Tiger Spirit, White Light had directly advanced to the saint-level bloodline!

If not for this, Fan Lin would not have changed his attitude toward him so drastically.

"Haha, you, kid, are now truly the young master of the White Tiger clan! Once this news of the saint-level bloodline is made public, the demon domain will surely be shaken."

Ye Yuan was naturally happy for White Light's breakthrough.

White Light, however, laughed and said, "How could I have achieved what I have today without you, big brother? If not for you, I would probably have been stripped of my eligibility as a candidate for young patriarch by now."

White Light was as clear as a mirror in his heart, knowing that all of this was brought to him by Ye Yuan.

Not to mention past events, this time Ye Yuan first helped him clear his name, then helped him win back his love, and even went deep into the Demon Tiger clan to rescue Fang Xiao's parents.

He remembered everything, all of it.

Although Ye Yuan had not said it, White Light understood in his heart that his big brother must be bearing a great hatred.

One day, he would inevitably have to contribute.

"But, Big Brother, don't you want to know what exactly the Ancestral Dragon Soul is?" Bai Guang looked at Ye Yuan with a half-smile.

Fan Lin was startled and quickly stopped him: "Young Master! The Holy Ancestor, he..."

Bai Guang rolled his eyes at him and said flatly, "Is he closer to me, or is my big brother closer to me? Besides, the Holy Ancestor is no longer here. Even if I tell Big Brother, he won't know. Don't worry!"

Fan Lin was choked by these words but retreated awkwardly to the side.

The young master of the White Tiger Clan had become so close with an outsider—what more could he say?

These two were so close they might as well share the same pair of pants.

If the White Tiger Holy Ancestor knew what Bai Guang was doing, he would probably be hopping mad, right?

Ye Yuan was pleasantly surprised: "Oh? You actually know? Speak quickly! That White Tiger Holy Ancestor has been driving me crazy!"

Bai Guang smiled: "When I broke through to the holy bloodline, I awakened many inherited memories. Among them, there happened to be information about the Ancestral Dragon Soul."

Ye Yuan laughed heartily: "The White Tiger Holy Ancestor deliberately kept me in suspense. He probably didn't expect that helping you awaken your bloodline would just answer my doubts, right?"

This outcome was simply like spinning a cocoon around oneself!

However, Bai Guang's expression turned serious. He took a deep breath and said, "I really didn't expect that Big Brother would have such heaven-defying talent! If not for the Holy Ancestor seeing through it at a glance, Big Brother's talent might well have been buried! Even I couldn't detect the Ancestral Dragon Soul at all."

Ye Yuan asked in surprise: "Is this Ancestral Dragon Soul really that powerful?"

"Powerful? It's so powerful it's heaven-defying! A dragon clan expert with the Ancestral Dragon Soul, as long as they don't fall, can cultivate all the way to the realm of the Primordial Ancestor! Big Brother has already seen the Holy Ancestor's strength. As for how terrifying the strength of the Dragon Clan's Primordial Ancestor is, I don't need to say more, do I?" Even as Bai Guang said this himself, he found it incredible.