“Xuanyuan also activated seven bloodline arrays,” the Patriarch of the Chu Heavenly Clan said.
“Father is actually on par with Grandfather. That’s truly impressive.”
Chu Feng felt a surge of joy in his heart. Both his grandfather and his father had left behind their own legends in the Ancestral Martial Star Domain, becoming the unrivaled geniuses of their respective eras.
However, since they were not from the same generation, comparing their talents could only be done through speculation.
In the Ancestral Martial Star Domain, there were many opinions.
The older generation believed that Chu Hanxian was stronger because they had personally witnessed the era where Chu Hanxian reigned supreme and had even witnessed the events of that time.
The younger generation, like Chu Xuan Zhengfa and others, believed that Chu Xuanyuan was stronger. The reason was simple: they had also personally witnessed Chu Xuanyuan’s invincibility.
But if Chu Feng had to guess, it was difficult for him to decide. After all, one was his father, and the other was his grandfather—both were figures he admired.
However, if he had to choose, he would prefer that his grandfather and father were equally strong.
And now, the result mentioned by the Patriarch of the Chu Heavenly Clan was quite satisfactory.
“But…” Just then, the Patriarch spoke again.
Seeing his hesitant expression, Chu Feng pressed, “Senior, but what?”
“But your father almost activated the eighth bloodline array at that time. The eighth array was halfway activated before it gradually dimmed, so it was counted as seven.”
“However, your grandfather only activated seven arrays back then, with no signs of the eighth array being activated.”
“Although we can’t say that Xuanyuan’s talent surpassed your grandfather’s, at least it shows that in the Bloodline Altar, your father gained a bit more than your grandfather,” the Patriarch explained.
“Such a thing actually happened? Father is truly remarkable.”
Hearing this, Chu Feng felt his blood boiling even more.
As the Patriarch had said, it was impossible to determine whether Chu Xuanyuan’s talent surpassed Chu Hanxian’s based solely on the Bloodline Altar.
But at least, in terms of comprehension within the Bloodline Altar, Chu Xuanyuan seemed to have gained more.
At least in this aspect, Chu Xuanyuan could be considered to have surpassed his predecessor.
And Chu Feng, as the son of Chu Xuanyuan and the grandson of Chu Hanxian, had two towering peaks before him—his pride, but also the figures he wished to surpass.
Now, with the opportunity to compete with his grandfather and father, Chu Feng couldn’t help but feel excited.
“Xuanyuan truly lived up to his reputation as a peerless genius,” the Patriarch said with a smile.
“Wait, Senior, didn’t you say that the Bloodline Altar can only be opened by the younger generation? But back then, our ancestor had already arrived in the Great Thousand Upper Realm. Was he still under a hundred years old at that time?” Chu Feng suddenly asked.
“Back then, our ancestor was indeed no longer a junior.”
“But don’t forget, the master who created the Bloodline Altar was present.”
“With that master around, all rules could naturally be modified,” the Patriarch explained.
“So that’s how it was.” Hearing this, Chu Feng understood.
At the same time, he couldn’t help but marvel once again at the power of that master.
“Chu Feng, there’s one more thing I need to tell you,” the Patriarch suddenly said.
“Senior, please go ahead,” Chu Feng replied.
“Both your grandfather and your father told me the same thing after they emerged from the Bloodline Altar. Those with weaker comprehension abilities can only grasp the path of martial cultivation. Even if their cultivation improves, it is not an enhancement of their bloodline power.”
“But those with stronger talents can not only comprehend the path of martial cultivation but also their bloodline power.”
“As the saying goes, ‘one cannot focus on two things at once,’ and this is especially true within the Bloodline Altar.”
“So, if you encounter a situation where you have to choose between the two, make sure to focus on comprehending your bloodline power.”
“With your talent, your cultivation will improve sooner or later, but enhancing your bloodline power is far more difficult. This is not just my advice to you but also the advice your grandfather and father left for the members of our Chu Heavenly Clan. Do you understand?” the Patriarch said.
“I understand,” Chu Feng replied, committing this advice to heart.
In fact, when Chu Feng ascended to the legendary tenth level of the Heavenly Thunder Platform, a bolt of heavenly thunder struck him from the heavens.
At that time, Chu Feng obtained an incredibly powerful technique.
It was called the Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes.
This technique was neither a martial skill, an immortal technique, nor a secret art.
It’s extraordinary powers far surpassed that of martial skills and secret arts, and it was not something that immortal techniques could compare to.
The Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes consisted of nine slashes, each more difficult to master than the last, but each also more powerful than the last.
Mastering just the first slash allowed one to kill an opponent whose strength was a full level higher than their own.
One could imagine the terrifying power that would be unleashed if all nine slashes were mastered.
Yet, despite possessing such a formidable technique, Chu Feng had not been able to master it, not even the first slash.
Previously, Chu Feng thought that reaching the Martial Immortal realm might allow him to begin practicing it.
But after reaching the Martial Immortal realm, Chu Feng realized that mastering the Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes was not just restricted by cultivation level—it also required an extremely high level of control over one’s bloodline power.
Currently, Chu Feng’s control over his bloodline power was insufficient to practice the Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes.
However, Chu Feng felt that the Bloodline Altar might be an opportunity.
If, as his grandfather and father had said, the Bloodline Altar allowed one to comprehend the power to enhance bloodline strength, then perhaps Chu Feng would be able to harness the Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes.
For Chu Feng, this would be an excellent opportunity, perhaps even a once-in-a-lifetime chance.
“Senior, when can I open the Bloodline Altar?” Chu Feng asked.
Now, he was eager to enter the Bloodline Altar.
This was not just a challenge to his grandfather and father but also a challenge to himself.
The difficulty of this challenge was immense, but that was precisely why Chu Feng was so eager.
“Are you prepared?” the Patriarch asked.
“I am,” Chu Feng replied.
“In that case, we can open it tomorrow,” the Patriarch said.
