Chapter 1260 - Chapter 1260 Chapter 694 Azure Fall
Chapter 1260: Chapter 694: Azure Fall Chapter 1260: Chapter 694: Azure Fall Thus, led by the City Lord, Logan and his companions passed through the winding corridors,
and arrived at a hidden room.
In the center of the room lay an ancient scroll, the very one known in legends as the Divine Treasure Map.
Logan stepped forward and slowly unrolled the scroll. As the scroll unfolded, a series of ancient patterns emerged before his eyes, as if harboring endless secrets and enigmas.
Logan carefully examined the designs, silently pondering their meanings and clues.
However, just as he was engrossed in his study of the Divine Treasure Map, an unexpected turn of events shattered the peace…
When he caught sight of the Big Shot slowly entering his line of vision, his heart involuntarily skipped a beat, as if an ancient premonition echoed in his chest.
This Big Shot, a Strong One from Ancient Times, radiated an aura that, even at a distance, gave him an indescribable sense of oppression. He quickly decided to hide first, to observe in secret, and to probe before acting rashly and inviting unnecessary trouble.
He quietly concealed himself to one side, peering through the sparse shrubs, his gaze firmly locked on the Big Shot. Each step the Big Shot took seemed to encapsulate the rhythm of The World, their ease and detachment from the mundane unmistakably confirming to him that this was indeed the Big Shot he sought, the one who could lead them to glory.
As he was internally strategizing, the City Lord appeared in his line of sight in a tumbling hurry, looking as if he had seen a savior. The City Lord stumbled and nearly threw himself at the feet of the Big Shot, crying out, “Ancestor, you have finally escaped from the Ancient Barrier! Our lowly kind has been waiting for your pure Bloodline to bless our descendants, to purify our Bloodline and restore the splendor of days past!”
The City Lord’s words were laden with endless reverence and expectation, as he clung to the Big Shot–Logan’s–hind legs as if seeking spiritual support. Logan frowned, clearly struggling to understand the City Lord’s words. He looked down at the City Lord clinging to his legs, a flicker of confusion crossing his eyes.
Seeing this, the City Lord felt a wave of helplessness. He knew that Logan, a Strong One from Ancient Times, was probably unfamiliar with The World today and the current plight of the Demon Beast Clan. Taking a deep breath, he began to explain in detail, “Ancestor, you may not know, after so many years of tribulation, it’s become exceedingly rare to find pure Demon Beasts. This has caused our Bloodline to become diluted, no longer human nor beast, with strength far inferior to that of true Demon Beasts. We urgently need your Bloodline to purify our offspring and allow our Clan to rise again.”
At this, the City Lord’s tone was filled with self-blame and resignation. As the City Lord, he was acutely aware of his failure to protect the pure Bloodline of the Clan, leading them into the current predicament. However, faced with Logan, the Ancient Strong One, he could only hope that the other would help them out of their difficulty.
Logan, listening to the City Lord’s explanation, gradually relaxed his brows. He finally understood why the City Lord was so reverent towards him and why he was so eager to obtain his Bloodline. All of it, it turned out, was for the future of the Clan, to allow the Demon Beast Clan to once again shine with its former glory.
He nodded lightly, showing that he understood the City Lord’s difficulties. Then, he slowly spoke, his voice carrying an unquestionable authority, “I see. Since you need my Bloodline to purify your descendants, I will grant you this request. However, I have one condition.”