Your Bloodline is Too Weak

Di Tian's aura rapidly reached its peak, almost in the blink of an eye.

"Ao Tian, aren't you going to use your true form to face me?" he reminded.

Ao Tian shook his head and replied, "No need."

Di Tian felt a bit displeased, thinking that Ao Tian was clearly underestimating him. However, he didn't say anything more and proceeded with his terrifying claw attack. With over 800,000 years of cultivation combined with the Dragon God's Claw technique, the power behind this attack was truly terrifying.

The space in the Douluo Continent was still somewhat fragile, and the oppressive power of the Dragon God's Claw caused the space to collapse as it approached Ao Tian.

A tremendous surge of dragon energy filled the space, making everyone except Ao Tian tremble with fear and an uncontrollable urge to submit.

Ao Tian sensed the energy fluctuations and power of Di Tian. He adjusted his own power to match Di Tian's level.

"True Dragon Battle Technique!" he shouted, and his fair-skinned fist shot into the sky.

This Dragon Clan martial art, which had already been perfected to its pinnacle, exuded boundless mysteries even when used in his human form. Ao Tian's small fist in contrast to the giant black dragon claw created a stark visual contrast, leaving everyone stunned.

Everyone who witnessed this scene couldn't help but tip the balance of victory in Di Tian's favor. 

Xiao Wu clung tightly to her mother's leg, trembling slightly, her big eyes filled with worry.

Di Tian's dragon claw surged forward with an overwhelming presence, causing the surrounding space to collapse continuously as it advanced. In contrast, Ao Tian's punch seemed plain and powerless, as if a frail young human were delivering it.

No matter how you looked at it, it seemed that Ao Tian was bound to lose.

Only Ao Tian himself knew that his punch was completely restrained, without releasing any of its power. 

Under the gaze of everyone, the dragon claw and the fist finally collided.

Di Tian's dragon claw and Ao Tian's fist froze in place without any dramatic sound or violent energy waves. At that moment, it felt as if time had come to a standstill.

Everyone widened their eyes, staring in astonishment at this bizarre scene.

Could it be that this dainty fist had blocked the enormous black dragon claw?

Who would win and who would lose?

Ao Tian's expression remained calm, showing no signs of tension.

Di Tian was momentarily stunned but quickly felt a surge of shock. 

"How is this possible?" he roared inwardly.

Then, cracking sounds echoed, reaching everyone's ears.

Everyone stared dumbfoundedly at the colossal black dragon claw, from which the continuous cracking sounds emanated.

Countless cracks appeared on the black dragon scales covering the claw, and with a resounding bang, the scales exploded into pieces, splattering flesh and blood.

The massive dragon claw, equivalent to a small house, completely disintegrated.

Golden blood, scorching like a volcano, gushed out from the severed dragon arm. It was extremely hot, and as it approached the ground, it sizzled with a hissing sound.

Ao Tian stood below, the golden blood flowing like a waterfall. As it approached him, it was automatically deflected away.

He wore an expression of tranquility, with no ripples in his emotions.

"You've lost," he said calmly.

Ao Tian felt somewhat disappointed. This was supposed to be the Dragon God's supreme divine technique. However, in his eyes, the Dragon God's Claw was still far too rudimentary.

Di Tian's colossal body began to shrink and eventually transformed back into a human form.

His face was handsome and resolute, but he felt a slight pain in his arm stump, which had disappeared and could no longer be seen, presenting a gruesome sight.

Flesh and blood wriggled, attempting to regenerate.

However, blood continued to gush out wildly, and the wound harbored an extremely dominant force of law, preventing the wound from healing.

As a large amount of blood was lost, Di Tian's complexion gradually turned pale.

Bi Ji, the Emerald Swan, rushed out from the forest and applied her healing soul technique to Di Tian's arm.

However, the effect was not very obvious. This was no ordinary wound; it still contained the dominating power of the True Dragon Combat Technique.

Ao Tian had held back at the last moment; otherwise, Di Tian's entire arm might have been lost.

"Let me do it," Ao Tian said as he approached.

Zi Ji rushed over from a distance and landed by Di Tian's side, her purple eyes filled with a murderous intent as she looked at Ao Tian.

Di Tian gently patted her shoulder with his left hand and said, "Let him do it."

When Ao Tian's power erupted with his last punch, Di Tian had felt the terror, something he couldn't resist. The horrifying power had stopped after destroying his hand, and he knew that Ao Tian had held back.

Ao Tian came before Di Tian, patted his shoulder, and channeled his divine power into his arm, dispelling the residual energy on the wound.

Although Ao Tian's divine power only flowed in Di Tian's arm, it was enough to leave him in awe.

He had a feeling that if the small amount of energy Ao Tian had injected into his body were to erupt, it would be enough to shred his body to pieces. Moreover, the dragon's aura contained in this energy was extremely terrifying; the last time Di Tian had felt such a terrifying dragon's aura was on the Dragon God.

"You..." he couldn't help but exclaim.

Beside him, Zi Ji thought that Ao Tian had attacked Di Tian secretly, so she unleashed a palm strike at Ao Tian.

"No!" Di Tian shouted, but it was too late to stop her.

Ao Tian didn't mind and used the power of spatial laws to create an invisible barrier that blocked Zi Ji's attack.

Zi Ji pulled Di Tian back a few steps and looked at him in confusion, asking, "Are you okay?"

Di Tian shook his head and said, "You misunderstood, he's healing me."

Healing? Xiao Wu and the others, including Bear Lord and the others who had emerged from the forest, were all astonished. Di Tian's attitude had changed so quickly; he was now addressing Ao Tian with great respect.

Ao Tian smiled and nodded, saying, "Open your mouth."

Although Di Tian was puzzled, he obediently opened his mouth slightly.

Ao Tian's palm skin split open, and a drop of golden blood oozed out and floated in the air. He didn't suppress the pressure emanating from this drop of blood, and the terrifying dragon's aura made everyone feel as if the entire sky was pressing down on them, making them want to kneel.

At the same time, the aura emanating from this golden drop of blood was incredibly tempting, making them have an urge to swallow it.

"Your bloodlines are still too weak," Ao Tian said as he waved his hand, and the blood dropped into Di Tian's mouth.

Di Tian's body instantly radiated with golden light, and an unprecedented terrifying pressure burst from him, causing even Zi Ji, who had been supporting him, to retreat involuntarily.

His severed right arm rapidly regrew, and in the blink of an eye, it had fully healed.

Di Tian trembled all over, shouting excitedly, "Senior, my bloodline is evolving, and my cultivation is skyrocketing. This drop of blood can increase my cultivation by at least tens of thousands of years!"

Through this drop of blood, he finally confirmed Ao Tian's identity as a member of the Dragon Clan.

Everyone turned their heads in disbelief, looking at Ao Tian in shock.

Suddenly, Ao Tian turned and looked at the emerald-green lake.

At that moment, the entire forest began to tremble violently. The earth cracked, and the water in the lake quickly disappeared, revealing the lakebed.