Soul Memory, Confirmed!!

Hong~

That murderous aura covered Jian Wushuang.

The Ancient God Emperor may have had nothing left but his strand of consciousness, but that was more than enough to shake the heavens.

The awesome, murderous aura of the Ancient God Emperor would have brought others to heel by now, but not him. Jian Wushuang remained standing, emotionless. The aura was nothing more than a gentle wind to his face.

"Composed," the Ancient God Emperor's face broadened to a grin, that murderous aura of his now long gone. "What do you seek, kiddo?"

"I want to be a new emperor of the Ancient God Clan, and I need your approval," Jian Wushuang replied.

"Haha, the Ancient God Clan has always prioritised bloodline over everything. You possess the perfect bloodline, which is something I myself dare not claim. That along with your skillset, the entire clan should have embraced you by now, why seek my approval?" the Ancient God Emperor smiled.