Prince Cang continued: "Since other tribes have been born, our tribe should also have a son of destiny. Not only is it as simple as 'having', but it will be more dazzling and special. After all, we are the nominal first human tribe.
Some people may understand that the Demon Spirit Clan gave birth to me and there is no need for the Child of Destiny, but some people will also consider that there should be one. For this reason, various tribes will repeatedly explore our tribe. Therefore, in order to avoid trouble, it is also to weaken the opposition between various tribes.
The level of visitation from our Demon Spirit Clan, we have shaped you.
In order to be more dazzling, we trained nine of you.
Tang Chen, your bloodline is recognized as the imperial bloodline in the world, and you have proved yourself with your talent and strength. But in fact, when you were born, I was a perfect martial artist, even though I had been drinking the late emperor at that time
The emperor’s blood, but it can’t breed the emperor’s veins. So…”
"What secrets do I...have on my body?" Tang Chen remembered the conversation at Huangfenling. The old dean once said that his imperial veins were also a link in the entire chess game.
"You are not an imperial bloodline, you are a pseudo-imperial bloodline. To be precise, you are a holy bloodline, a very special holy bloodline."
"not understand."
"Because when your mother and I gave birth to you, I had just started to drink the royal blood for more than two hundred years. My body was not fully adapted to the royal blood, and it could not be absorbed by me, so it would naturally be passed on to you.
As my first child, you are the eldest son in the direct line. You have inherited more of my bloodline power, and you have also been affected by the royal blood, making your bloodline very powerful.
When I gave birth to Tang Bing and you, my body was gradually adapting to the imperial blood, and I was basically able to fully control it. The power of the imperial blood on you gradually weakened, but even so, the nine children and the nine holy veins are among the most powerful in the history of the Demon Spirit Clan.
Miracle.
In order to let you, Chen'er, show the characteristics of the imperial veins, I did some tricks on you to stimulate your potential from an early age, making you hyperactive and growing very rapidly. This will make you outstanding in your teenage years.
, in fact, it is equivalent to squeezing your potential in advance.
You grow rapidly in the early stage, but the further you go, the more difficult it becomes. Your lifelong achievements will always stop before the peak of martial arts. You will never be able to glimpse the perfection of martial arts, let alone hope for an imperial career."
"What??" Tang Chen was horrified.
"Ah?" Tang Bing and others suddenly changed their expressions and looked at Prince Cang with wide eyes.
"Your martial arts will be gradually limited from now on, and the speed of growth will slow down significantly. In the near future, you will clearly feel it. If nothing unexpected happens, you can take at most two steps forward and stop at the peak.
Before.
If a miracle is created, the limit can only be reaching the pinnacle of martial arts.
This is your life.
It is cruel to you, and this is also the sacrifice you have made for the ethnic group."
"I..." Tang Chen prides himself on being calm and steady, but at this moment he felt like he was struck by lightning.
"You and Tang Yan are the key to the whole chess game. You honor your first half of life, and he honors his second half. He suffered in the first half of his life, and you suffered in the second half.
I didn’t want to tell you, but Tang Yan knows his own fate, and you also have the right to know yours."
Prince Cang spoke softly and stared at Tang Chen. There was nothing strange in his deep eyes, but he stared so deeply.
Tang Cang and others looked at Prince Cang blankly, then turned to Tang Chen silently.
Stop at the pinnacle of martial arts?!
For ordinary warriors, and even for their brothers, reaching the pinnacle of martial arts is a luxury, a miracle of life, and worthy of their infinite pride. But for Tang Chen, the prince of the Demon Spirit Tribe, will it be possible?
It would be too cruel.
Tang Chen's light has always shined on the new generation of the human race. He is the pride of the demon spirit clan and has been given high hopes. He has always demanded this from himself, firmly believing that he can lead the entire clan and reach the highest level of martial arts, not only the pinnacle of martial arts.
, but also to pursue great perfection and enter the imperial realm in a certain year in the future.
To suddenly tell Tang Chen such news was to rudely cut off his future.
For a prince, for a person who is obsessed with growing up in martial arts, it is simply more painful than killing him.
"I'm sorry for you. The late emperor sacrificed himself for me. I can only sacrifice you for Tang Yan. You can hate me and you should hate me, but you have no reason to hate Tang Yan. The person who harmed you is...
I."
"But I...my natal monster..." Tang Chen's eyes were in a trance, and he was suddenly shocked to hear this bad news. No one could accept it easily. This was different from dying for a righteous cause. It cut off a warrior's strength to move forward.
"The transformation of my bloodline is not only dependent on the royal blood of the late emperor, but also related to my own monsters. I would like to introduce to you that your bloodline may also transform in the future, so I will devour the demon saint first, hoping to be like me later.
Transformation has occurred. Unfortunately, I deceived you." Prince Cang did not introduce much, but always observed the changes in Tang Chen's expression.
"I……"
"I am telling you this not to ask you to give up your pursuit of martial arts. You are now in the early stage of martial arts. If you continue to work hard and continue to fight, you still have a lot of room to move forward, and you may actually create miracles and step into the realm of martial arts.
The peak of Martial Saint.
The peak of the Martial Saint is still the pinnacle of the warrior community, located at the top of the world. Everything requires your own efforts.
If you give up on yourself and stop here forever, your era and your glory will also end here. If you continue to work hard and continue to demand yourself with high standards, you are also qualified to lead the Ninth Army."
"Father, eldest brother is just... so stereotyped?" Tang Fu complained for Tang Chen.
"Can't accept it? You keep saying that you will dedicate yourself to the clan, is it just a verbal oath? The six slaves were ashamed of the Imperial Guards and did not hesitate to die. The four clan elders did not hesitate to be nailed to the pillar of shame for thirty years for the sake of justice. Ma Long for
The late emperor did not hesitate to fake his death and hide in the snow during his most glorious moment."
"They died with hope, but you are letting the elder brother live without hope." Tang Fu suddenly became excited.
"Tang Fu!!" Tang Chen suddenly shouted, his voice extremely sharp.
"Calm down first!!" Tang Bing, Tang Cang and others held Tang Fu down hard.
"What's your answer?" Prince Cang stared at Tang Chen.
"I..." Tang Chen opened his mouth, his breath a little messy, but how should he answer? The ancestors died for hope, but he lived with no hope. He was once high and fell to the bottom in an instant. Not everyone can smile.
Done.
"You can think about it seriously, I'll give you time." Prince Cang turned and left.
"Father!" Tang Chen stopped Prince Cang, lowered his eyes, and clenched his fists: "I...I will still work hard, I will persist. The road in this life is still long, and there are still thousands of years, no matter what
Anything can happen and I won't give up hope."
Prince Cang stood in front, with his back to Tang Chen, his majestic and resolute face finally relieved a little at this moment. "Well said, this road is still very long, any miracle will happen, but only if you use yourself
Work hard to create miracles instead of waiting passively.”
"I understand and I will work hard."
"Father, really... it's not like this..." Tang Fu was still unconvinced.
Tang Bing interrupted coldly: "Didn't you hear what my father said? The road is still long, and miracles still exist!"
"Tang Yan's road is more difficult than all of you, especially when the news is announced, he will face the world's roundup. Whether he becomes emperor or continues to move forward, every step is a miracle and requires his life to work hard.
He needs to create countless miracles to reach the end.
You only need to create a few, and in comparison, you have no reason to complain. He will persevere, what about you?"
"I..." Tang Fu also felt himself excited and bowed to Prince Cang: "Father, the child is wrong."
Prince Cang did not look back and walked towards the imperial capital: "If Tang Yan can create countless miracles as expected and finally enter his realm, he will have many mysterious abilities, and the shackles on you may be able to be broken.
Before that, for your own sake, for the sake of the ethnic justice, and for various reasons, I hope you will work hard to protect him and assist him.
Tang Yan is very talented and has a strong character. He can only be a spiritual leader, but Chen'er can be a practical leader.
The positioning between you brothers and the future development cannot be determined by outsiders or controlled by outsiders.
You and Tang Yan have matured. The current Demon Spirit Clan cannot influence you, but you can influence the Demon Spirit Clan. Everything depends on your own efforts."
Tang Chen silently realized this and stared at the back of Prince Cang absentmindedly.
Prince Cang heard from a distance: "Chen'er, you have never let me down. This time, you have to work hard. Achievement has nothing to do with talent. You are no worse than Tang Yan. You can also have your own glory. I am looking forward to it."