Kapitel 1292: Oceanic Universe of Clouds (1)

"Are there no middle-ranked clans?" Su Ping was puzzled.

The white-robed old man shook his head and said, "Yes, but not in this generation; it is extremely difficult for a Dao Child to be born in a middle-ranked clan. For starters, middle-ranked clans don't have enough resources as the high-ranked clans do. Secondly, mid-tier clans' bloodline potential can't compare to that of the high-ranked. Lastly, high-ranked clans have Ancestral Gods, and all their members' bloodlines are constantly purified by them.

"That is why every clan with an Ancestral God is a high-ranked clan. They can remain standing for eternity, unless something happens to their Ancestral God…"

His voice gradually dropped as he spoke.

It would be an obvious disrespect to talk about the death of an Ancestral God.

Su Ping was silent for a moment.

Even though he considered himself a human being, he knew that he carried the bloodline of the Primitive Chaos Clan.