In addition, there were Qilin, Kun Peng, Bai Ze, Bi Fang, Golden Crow...
And many other True Spirits of heaven and earth.
Long, long ago, those who possessed True Spirit Bloodlines were inherently extraordinary from birth—massive in stature, possessing immense strength capable of moving mountains and overturning seas, flying through the skies and burrowing into the earth, there was nothing they could not do.
However, as generations passed, the True Spirit Bloodlines were no longer as pure as they once were, and many Collateral Bloodlines evolved. Passed down to the present day, let alone True Spirit Bloodlines, even the Collateral Bloodlines were but hollow shells of their former glory, each generation inferior to the last.
Take, for example, the famously prestigious Tiger Might Wang Family of this World.
Nominally, the Wang Family inherited the White Tiger True Spirit.
But that was only in name.
In reality, what they inherited was merely one of the White Tiger True Spirit's Collateral Bloodlines—the Golden Cicada Tiger Bloodline.
Among the many Collateral Bloodlines of the White Tiger True Spirit, the Golden Cicada Tiger could only be considered a very ordinary one—not particularly outstanding, but not exactly trash either.
Of course.
Even so, the Golden Cicada Tiger Bloodline was still quite remarkable in this World. If it weren't, the Tiger Might Wang Family wouldn't have become the famously prestigious great family it is today.
In Gu Qingfeng's memory, among the White Tiger True Spirit's Collateral Bloodlines, those possessing a kingly aura were already exceedingly rare, and those possessing the Tiger Fiend's might were even fewer.
A White Tiger collateral that simultaneously possessed both a kingly aura and the Tiger Fiend's might was rarer still.
"Could it be..." Gu Qingfeng suddenly recalled a particular special collateral of the White Tiger True Spirit, but he wasn't entirely certain yet. Without hesitation, he immediately flashed over.
In the distance, within the darkness of night.
A group of four or five people were engaged in fierce combat—more precisely, four people were jointly besieging one person.
Among the four, two were Nascent Soul Real Persons, and the other two were Nascent Soul experts.
The one being besieged was also a Nascent Soul Real Person.
This man was extremely tall, a full three meters in height. His bare upper body was covered in robust, powerful muscles, especially his arms, which were thick and strong. Surprisingly, despite only being at the Nascent Soul cultivation level, he was not at a disadvantage at all against the joint assault of two Nascent Soul Daozuns and two Nascent Soul experts. Not only that, he was fighting more and more ferociously, forcing the four besieging him to retreat repeatedly.
"You two Seniors, you are no match for me! I advise you to stop fighting me!"
The three-meter-tall man didn't look very old, at most in his early twenties. His skin was somewhat dark, and his face couldn't be described as particularly fierce; instead, it gave off a very honest and simple feeling.
"Wang brat!
You're looking for death!"
One of the Nascent Soul Daozuns, enraged, unleashed a rolling surge of Nascent Soul power. Wielding a flying sword, he aimed straight for the man's eyes.
"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite!"
The three-meter-tall man roared fiercely. Brilliant light suddenly flashed around his body. Amidst the flashes, a head flickered in and out of visibility—it was a tiger's head, a black tiger's head with blood-red eyes. As it appeared, its bloody maw opened wide, and an ear-splitting tiger's roar exploded forth!
Roar!
Kingly aura! Tiger Fiend's might!
It shook this entire muddy swamp, causing it to tremble violently.
As the man raised his hand, his five fingers splayed open. His strike was swift as lightning, resembling a tiger's claw. In an instant, he shattered the Nascent Soul Daozun's flying sword. His five fingers clenched together, forming a fist. With a bang, he punched the Daozun squarely in the chest. The old man spat blood from his mouth and nose, grunted, and was sent flying sideways.
Seeing this, the remaining three dared not continue fighting and fled in disarray.
Not far away, Gu Qingfeng stood in mid-air, holding a wine gourd and taking a drink. Squinting his eyes, he carefully observed this honest and simple fellow, his gaze carrying a trace of slight surprise. He murmured, "It's actually the Ao-Zheng Tiger Bloodline."
Ao-Zheng.
This was an extremely special bloodline among the many collaterals of the White Tiger True Spirit. Its special nature lay in its ferocity, its brutality, and its astonishingly great strength.
It must be known that the White Tiger's existence was not merely that of a True Spirit; it was also revered as a Guardian Holy Beast, representing light and sanctity.
Its collaterals were the same.
At the very least, the power of their bloodlines was of light and was holy.
However.
Ao-Zheng was different. The power of its bloodline was not of light, not holy, but instead ferocious, brutal, and savage.
Was that all?
No!
In the myths and legends of the Chronicles of All Ages, Ao-Zheng had once slaughtered all the collateral bloodlines of the White Tiger True Spirit. Moreover, back then, it had nearly become the kingly bloodline among the White Tiger True Spirits. Even the so-called first bloodline of the White Tiger True Spirit, the Holy Tiger, had once been defeated by Ao-Zheng. One can imagine how powerful the Ao-Zheng Bloodline must have been.
And indeed, the facts were so.
When Gu Qingfeng was roaming the Celestial Realm, he had once encountered a person possessing the Ao-Zheng Bloodline. After manifesting his bloodline's true form, he was simply like a ferocious beast from the Primordial Chaos, his strength utterly terrifying.
However, for many years, the Ao-Zheng Bloodline had been suppressed by the other collateral bloodlines of the White Tiger True Spirit and was also classified as an evil bloodline. Therefore, people possessing this bloodline were extremely few, one could say exceedingly rare. Even in the Celestial Realm, a place that gathered all the outstanding talents from the Three Thousand Great Worlds, Gu Qingfeng had only ever encountered one by chance, and that was in the terrifying Abyss.
To now encounter one in this World—this couldn't help but surprise Gu Qingfeng.
Moreover, he was quite curious: how did this person inherit the Ao-Zheng Bloodline?
Bloodline inheritance wasn't something that could be passed down generation after generation. Some fathers had the bloodline, but their descendants did not. Others, whose fathers did not have it, their descendants might. Of course, the prerequisite was that an ancestor had possessed such a bloodline.
Regardless of how it was inherited, one point was undeniable: if someone had the Ao-Zheng Bloodline on their body, they were undoubtedly a descendant of Ao-Zheng. Outsiders could not inherit it.
Perhaps there was another possibility: it could arise through mutation.
The White Tiger True Spirit had many collaterals. After all, the ancestors of these collaterals were all White Tigers. Among the many collaterals, it wasn't impossible for one collateral's bloodline to mutate by chance, possibly giving rise to an Ao-Zheng.
Wait!
Just now, that Nascent Soul Daozun called this man 'Wang brat'. Could this person be from the Tiger Might Wang Family?
The Tiger Might Wang Family was the Golden Cicada Tiger, a collateral bloodline of the White Tiger True Spirit. Could it be that this kid's Golden Cicada Bloodline truly mutated into Ao-Zheng?
And why does this person look so familiar?
Gu Qingfeng stared at the muscular fellow not far away. The more he looked, the more familiar he seemed, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
However, the fellow not far away also seemed to have noticed Gu Qingfeng. He glanced over, and suddenly, his expression changed dramatically. His eyes widened as if he couldn't believe it. He closed his eyes, looked again, and immediately became excited.
"Young Master?"
The fellow was overjoyed. With one large stride, he rushed over and shouted, "You really aren't dead!"
Hmm?
Gu Qingfeng let out a light sound of surprise, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the fellow. He asked doubtfully, "You are..."
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