Dorin said, "This is our Blood Clan’s unique information transmission method."
Everyone’s expressions changed.
Yang Fei asked, "How do you transmit information?"
"Bloodline perception." Dorin did not hide anything and answered.
Yang Fei and the others were greatly shocked. Qin Yanyang couldn’t resist asking, "Bloodline perception, what does it mean? How is it done?"
Dorin’s face revealed the pride and arrogance from their first meeting again, saying, "This is a special ability unique to the Blood Clan. Within the same Blood Clan race, as long as there is a bloodline inheritance relationship and a certain cultivation realm is reached, simple messages can be transmitted through bloodline perception. My grandfather is already a prince-level powerhouse; as long as he appears within five miles of me, he can send information to me and sense my response."
"Is it really that magical?" Yang Fei showed great interest.
Dorin nodded proudly, "It’s not that magical, just like the thousand-mile sound transmission effect in your Hidden Sect legends, except each method is different."
Everyone nodded silently.
Especially Yang Fei, suddenly feeling that it’s nothing special.
After strengthening his Divine Soul, it’s like having a god’s perspective, able to detect every detail within a radius of one or two kilometers, and transmit his voice into others’ minds within this scope through his thoughts, a capability that could astonish the world if known.
However, transmitting information through bloodline perception is still quite unique in itself.
Qin Yanyang asked solemnly, "Does that mean your grandfather has already arrived at Yunwu Mountain’s Base?"
"Yes," Dorin said arrogantly, "he’s already here, saying he wants to meet with you for something important."
Yang Fei snorted, "Is this a provocation?"
Dorin’s expression changed, recalling his grandfather’s advice and instructions, he quickly restrained his arrogance and explained, "No, my grandfather came with the intention of making friends; he said there’s something important to discuss with you, our Dracula family sincerely wants to befriend the strong ones from Divine Continent."
"Oh?" Qin Yanyang’s interest was piqued, examining Dorin.
Dorin quickly added, "Absolutely truthful, I dare not deceive you about such matters."
Qin Yanyang turned to Yang Fei, "What’s your opinion?"
Yang Fei laughed, "They are so sincere, and since they’re here, how could we not meet them? Otherwise, wouldn’t we be seen as afraid to meet him?"
Qin Yanyang said to Dorin, "Where is your grandfather?"
Dorin said, "Wait a moment."
Then, he closed his eyes.
Soon, a dense aura of blood was released from him.
Yang Fei, Qin Yanyang, Tong Yunshu, and Xiang Yunfei all felt goosebumps rise on their bodies, the room’s temperature plummeting by tens of degrees.
A terrifying scene of a blood sea overflowed in their minds.
Yang Fei’s mind was stirred, realizing the other was trying to contact his grandfather through this method.
Without hesitation, Yang Fei unleashed his Divine Thought.
His powerful Divine Thought stirred the Cloud Mist Mountain Array, and with the array’s power added, his Divine Thought instantly covered a range of several miles.
Soon, it reached the coverage limit.
However, there was no abnormality within the core area of the Base.
To search farther would require a stronger intention, but was cumbersome as he didn’t know the specific location of the opponent.
Just as he decided to retract his Divine Thought and abandon the search, a sensation suddenly arose from deep within his Sea of Consciousness.
In the west direction, a vague, well-hidden powerful aura suddenly appeared.
Five miles in a straight line from Yunwu Mountain Valley, a young man with golden hair, blue eyes, pale skin, wearing a black tuxedo, was sitting in a thickly branched ancient tree.
He is the leader of the Dracula family this generation, Chris. Content originally comes from novel{f}ire.net
The Blood Clan has a long lifespan, but due to changes in the era, this world is becoming increasingly unsuitable for the Blood Clan’s survival, weakening and vanishing their inherent powerful force; even as a top Blood Clan powerhouse, Chris’s Blood Clan power is less than one percent of the legendary strength.
But he still lived for a full 437 years using Blood Clan secret techniques and various methods like sleeping.
Among the contemporary few Blood Clan races passed down, Chris is already one of the oldest Blood Clan powerhouses.
This time, coming personally to Divine Continent is because several descendants from the Dracula family who visited last time have completely disappeared, losing contact with the family.
He’s specifically here to gather information.
More importantly, he wants to meet Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang to discuss collaboration.
Although he is part of Heaven.
Since acquiring the genetic liquid medicine, Chris made an unwavering decision to build a good relationship with Divine Continent for cooperative coexistence.
The genetic liquid medicine has a very strong transformative effect on their family’s genes, allowing them to temporarily resist sunlight after consumption.
Although that effect doesn’t last long, and only strong Blood Clan members can withstand the sun’s rays, it is huge news for the Blood Clan.
He believes the genetic liquid medicine can be purified and improved further.
Then, the Blood Clan wouldn’t be limited to walking only at night.
Compared to the ambitious Hawks factions, Chris feels that for the Blood Clan, it’s enough to be acknowledged and given more survival space by the world.
Hence, he inclines towards peace deep in his heart.
This time, Heaven and Penglai Realm advancing to Divine Continent, as a member of Heaven, representing the Dracula family to participate in the battle, but his real goal is to secretly connect with Divine Continent.
If negotiations succeed, like the Cavendish family winning friendship with Divine Continent, it’d naturally be beneficial.
If negotiations fail, then after this war, the Tracula family will surely try to obtain the formula for the genetic liquid medicine as much as possible.
Taking advantage of the coalition not gathering yet, Chris infiltrated Divine Continent early, directly finding Yunwu Mountain’s Base.
Upon entering the Base’s range, he immediately felt strong unease.
As a Blood Clan powerhouse, his danger perception was particularly acute, astonishing him; unexpected that Heaven, Penglai Realm, and Hidden Sect Plane have already collapsed, yet Earth’s Plane still contains places like plane barriers.
Divine Continent, indeed a mysterious place!
Thus, Chris cautiously approached the center of the base, stopping when he suddenly sensed a descendant’s bloodline aura.
Just at this spot, he felt a strong dangerous aura.
One step further and he’d likely be in peril.
This is an innate danger perception ability.
As a top powerhouse, Chris finds it hard to believe there’s anyone in this world that can make him fear , but he had to cautiously believe his intuition and chose not to move forward.
At this distance, he began using Blood Clan’s secret technique to contact this descendant, understanding some matters through the other and letting him deliver the message to Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang, proposing to meet them.
After sending the message, Chris hid in the tree, shielding his aura, waiting for a response.
Finally, there was a reaction from Dorin’s side.
Chris immediately established a connection with him.
But just as he communicated with Dorin through the Blood Clan’s secret technique, Chris’s pupils suddenly shrank, startled, and looked up into the sky.
In the next moment, without the slightest hesitation, Chris’s figure flickered, dodging tens of meters like a ghost.
In the night sky, above the dense forest, the tops of several large trees were suddenly pried open like a long slit by a giant comb.
Chris instantly retreated hundreds of meters.
The wise man doesn’t stand under a dangerous wall.
Although he came with absolute sincerity to negotiate, it was based on the absolute assurance of his safety.
"Hmph, since you’re here, don’t think you can escape!"
A cold voice descended like from heaven, dominatingly and aggressively injecting directly into Chris’s consciousness.