Upon hearing this, Ye Cangqian's eyes immediately lit up with soaring confidence. "Master," he said, his voice brimming with self-assurance, "I have already awakened twenty percent of that final shackle and now possess the qualifications to be a Candidate Saint Son of the Cyan Moon Sacred Land. Once the remaining eighty percent of the Bloodline Shackles are unlocked, I will completely comprehend Ye Fengyang's Fiery Flame Sword Body Talent and fuse it with my own Bloodline Talent, undergoing a brand-new transformation."
As Ye Cangqian spoke, the radiance in his eyes intensified. He added, "Master, please inspect me."
"Hm?"
A strange, mystical light shone in Duan Qianji's eyes. Deep within his pupils, a bizarre energy, like that of a Celestial Tribulation, even seemed to flash for a moment.
Tiny arcs of electricity manifested, only to gradually fade away.
