The dragon roar, though faint and not loud, left Zhao Letian profoundly shaken.
For this was the true dragon's roar, incomparable to the imitation produced by the Dragon Roar Nine Sword.
Contained within this roar were pride, indifference, dignity, dominance, savagery, and tyranny, emotions strikingly similar to what the Golden Flood Dragon Martial Soul of Ye Rui exuded to Zhao Letian.
Anyone with insufficient bloodline power would feel terrified merely by hearing this dragon roar.
Fortunately, individuals like Zhao Letian possessed the blood of the Dajin Country's ancestors in their veins, which afforded them a certain resistance to the roar.
Nevertheless, they still felt an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Zhao Letian fared better, his cultivation far exceeding that of the young men and women and his resolve firm, his Divine Soul formidable, thus the effect of the dragon roar on him was minimal.
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But the group of youths did not have it so easy; they were extremely nervous, trembling all over, some even showing fear on their faces.
"Relax, that dragon roar is the spirit of our ancestors; it won't harm you."
At this moment, Prince Ye Chenxiao, who was outside, suddenly spoke up to remind them.
He too had undergone the baptism of Dragon Blood in the Dragon Transformation Pool; although he couldn't see the inside of the pool, he could guess their feelings.
"The spirit of our ancestors? Haven't the ancestors of the Dajin Royal Family long since passed away?"
Zhao Letian was slightly startled, somewhat astonished in his heart.
However, he soon stopped pondering and began to focus on absorbing the unique power within the Dragon Transformation Pool.
His sole purpose today was to activate the Bloodline Power within him by using the pool; he was unconcerned with anything else.
Just then, as Zhao Letian began to concentrate on absorbing power, a massive, visible vortex suddenly appeared in the Dragon Transformation Pool, centered around him, spinning wildly.
At the same time, nearly half of the pool's power began to surge crazily into his body.
And not just him, above the heads of those youths, vortexes of varying sizes also appeared.
However, the vortexes above their heads had diameters no larger than ten feet at most, utterly incomparable to the massive vortex above Zhao Letian's head, with a diameter of more than thirty feet in length.
"How could this be? Good heavens, who is this youngster, inheriting such rich ancestral bloodline, as to nearly drain all the power of the entire Dragon Transformation Pool!"
Beside the Dragon Transformation Pool, the man in black, a High-level True Martial Realm practitioner, immediately showed an incredulous look of shock, lamenting with a mix of laughter and despair.
Serving the Dajin Royal Family for decades, he had seen many members of the Royal Family with powerful ancestral bloodlines.
Such as Prince Ye Chenxiao, Princess Ye Siyu, Little Overlord Ye Rui, and Crown Prince Ye Zhenxiao standing next to him.
The bloodlines of these individuals were profoundly rich; hence, their talents were astounding, their strength unmatched by their peers.
Yet, including these individuals, none of the Royal Family members he had seen could compare to Zhao Letian in the pool, who was now feverishly absorbing the Dragon Blood Power.
Logically speaking, it should be a grand occasion for the Royal Family to have someone with such strong Bloodline Power, and the man in black should be happy for the Royal Family.
However, at this moment, he felt extremely gloomy.
Because Zhao Letian's existence made it so that most of the young men and women in the Dragon Transformation Pool could not normally absorb the Dragon Blood Power.
Especially those young men and women who actively approached him, they all showed a look of horror on their faces.
They originally thought that Zhao Letian's Bloodline Power was weak and that he could not absorb much Dragon Blood Power. If they got close to Zhao Letian, they could snatch the Dragon Blood Power around him.
However, the reality was completely opposite to what they had imagined. It turned out that Zhao Letian ruthlessly plundered the Dragon Blood Power around them, to the extent that they could not absorb any Dragon Blood Power at all.
If possible, those young men and women would like to immediately distance themselves from Zhao Letian and go elsewhere to absorb the Dragon Blood Power.
But the problem was that this was a very rigorous ritual, and once they had chosen a place to sit cross-legged in the Dragon Transformation Pool, the ritual began, and it was completely impossible to move even a little during the process.
Therefore, those young men and young women who couldn't absorb any Dragon Blood Power at all were full of regret at this moment. If they had known this earlier, they would definitely not have underestimated Zhao Letian or tried to take advantage of him.
However, there is no medicine for regret in this world. All those young men and women could hope for now was for Zhao Letian to quickly activate his Bloodline Power and leave the Dragon Transformation Pool as soon as possible, so they could normally absorb Dragon Blood Power.
"Such an astonishing phenomenon, his Bloodline Power is probably catching up to the first generation of ancestors, right?"
Ye Chenxiao stared at the huge vortex in the Dragon Transformation Pool and spoke solemnly, his expression quite complex.
He knew that the person beneath that giant vortex must be Zhao Letian.
Although he had predicted that Zhao Letian's Bloodline Power could not possibly be weak, otherwise Zhao Letian wouldn't have such strong talent and strength.
But even so, witnessing Zhao Letian absorbing Dragon Blood Power and creating such an astonishing phenomenon with his own eyes, he still felt extremely shocked and somewhat unable to accept it.
This astonishing phenomenon indicated that Zhao Letian had inherited a Bloodline that was even richer than his own.
"Catch up to the first generation? Not just that, Your Highness, from what I see, his Bloodline Power is going to surpass that of our ancestors!"
The man in black next to him gave a wry smile and shook his head.
As the person in charge of arranging the members of the Royal Family to accept the baptism of the Dragon Transformation Pool, he understood the situation of the Dragon Transformation Pool better than Ye Chenxiao.
The phenomenon caused by Zhao Letian had exceeded all historical records, something unprecedented and unparalleled. It was likely beyond the expectations of Dajin Country ancestors. Otherwise, the ancestors would have built the Dragon Transformation Pool even larger.
"Surpass the ancestors? Is that possible?"
Ye Chenxiao was shocked and asked incredulously.
"Theoretically speaking, it indeed is possible, but in reality, let alone our Dajin Country, even the entire Four Symbols Domain has never heard of such a thing. Your Highness, this matter is no trivial issue; should we notify the Monarch?"
The man in black was equally shocked, nodded, and said in a serious tone.
"No need, there is nothing in the Royal Palace that can escape my father's magic eye. He should already know about it. Remember, this matter must be kept absolutely secret, apart from you and me, no one else can be told, otherwise, you should be very clear about the consequences."
Ye Chenxiao immediately stopped him.