Joelson wasn't lying. He did indeed only have the bloodline of an ancient race.

At least for now.

But to be more precise, Joelson didn't have the bloodline of an ancient race like Clemente or the others.

Joelson had once broken the bloodline of the giant dragon in his body and fused it into every cell in his body. Then he inherited the bloodline of the Ancient Dragon God. Yet he didn't simply accept this power but, just like before, he had shattered this bloodline and absorbed it.

Therefore, rather than saying that he was an ancient race, he had the bloodline of the ancient dragon race.

It would be more accurate to say that his own bloodline had successfully transformed into a powerful bloodline that surpassed that of the ancient race and was comparable to that of the Ancient Dragon God!

He was not the inheritor of this bloodline but the creator!

Even if his descendants had perfectly inherited his bloodline, they would not be as powerful as him, the creator!

Not to mention other ancient races whose bloodline levels and purity could not be compared to his!

Hearing Clemente's words, Joelson frowned slightly.

If it was really as Clemente had said, then it would be very difficult for him to realize the idea of having multiple powerful bloodlines at the same time.

The reason why he could have his current powerful bloodline was because of the ranch space.

However, it wasn't certain if the Dragon God ranch space would be able to provide him with a bloodline other than that of the Dragon Clan.

He still needed to find another way.

When he thought of this, Joelson frowned slightly and began to think.

He could only hope that there was a method in the endless planes that Clemente didn't understand that would allow him to obtain a powerful ancient bloodline.

This was still possible.

After all, strictly speaking, the Dragonblood Clan of the central continent's Saint Realm could, to a certain extent, use the secret technique of dragon blood to obtain the bloodline of an ancient race.

However, the dragons of the central continent weren't ancient dragons, so they weren't ancient races either.

And Joelson himself had also used the secret technique of dragon blood to become an ancient race.

Perhaps there were some hidden methods in the endless planes that could allow one to become an ancient race.

But no matter what, he wouldn't be able to obtain another ancient race bloodline within a short period of time.

If he wanted to increase his strength, he could only wait until he entered the Supreme Academy and learned the true arcane magic.

"Joelson, actually, I don't know much about the ancient race. If you want to know more, the Supreme Academy is the best way."

Clemente's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Joelson's thoughts.

Clemente continued, "I think with your talent, it shouldn't be a problem for you to enter Supreme Academy to study. After all, I haven't seen many more outstanding geniuses than you in Supreme Academy. Even if you can't be accepted as a student, it won't be too difficult for you to enter the academy to exchange ideas."

"Thank you."

Joelson nodded, expressing his gratitude towards Clemente's suggestion.

However, Clemente didn't know that he had already obtained the qualifications to enter one of the Supreme Academies, the Alexander Academy.

Toby and Edessa listened from the side, completely unable to interrupt. They could only awkwardly look at each other.

This level of communication between geniuses, with their talent and knowledge, didn't give them a chance to speak at all.

"Alright, it's almost time to enter the tomb of the sovereign. Let's take the teleportation array to the tomb of the sovereign as soon as possible."

Clemente looked at the three of them and said.

Then, he turned around and walked in the direction where the three of them had entered.

Joelson, Toby, and Edessa followed.

The four of them flew closer to the center of the imperial capital.

Not long after, they arrived at a very traditional mage building.

It was a building that looked like a white tower.

The top of the tower was engraved with the language of laws.

The God's Association of the Orencia Empire.

Joelson took a look at the building.

The building looked similar to the Mage's Association in the central continent, but it was much larger and more gorgeous.

It was far from what the buildings in the central continent could compare to.

In fact, many of the materials used in this building were considered precious treasures in the central continent, and they could not even be found.

In the Plane of Slaughter, the Orencia Empire treated it as an ordinary building material.

Joelson sighed in his heart, thinking that he still needed to head to the dimension of destruction as soon as possible.

Only in the supreme plane would he be able to see more and meet more geniuses. Not to mention that he also needed to head to the Supreme Academy to learn true arcane magic and find a way to obtain the bloodline of the ancient race.

The four of them entered the God's Association.

The moment the four of them entered, everyone in the hall gathered their gazes.

Envy, respect, reverence...

All sorts of emotions spread out, mixing together.

Everyone's gazes were fiery, and their hearts were filled with excitement and excitement.

One was Clemente, who had become the number one genius of Orencia three thousand years ago.

The other was a super genius who had risen to prominence and defeated Clemente the moment he appeared.

It could be said that these two had become the targets and role models of countless young people in the Orencia Empire.

Any one of these two people, no matter where they appeared, would cause a heated discussion among the crowd.

Not to mention now, the two of them had appeared together.

Compared to the geniuses of these two people, the crowd admired their state of mind even more.

The two of them had just experienced a match ten days ago.

Clemente had also lost and he had lost very cleanly.

If it was any other genius in the imperial capital, they would probably already bear grudges against each other.

However, these two were like friends, able to communicate peacefully and harmoniously with each other.

Perhaps only such a strong and resolute state of mind could support these two to become geniuses that far surpassed the others.

Even the staff members of the God's Association were stunned on the spot, only coming back to their senses when someone reminded them.

"Lord Clemente! Lord Joelson!"

The person in charge of receiving them quickly came forward, bowed to the two of them, and said respectfully.

Clemente, as the leader of Orencia, had an extremely high status. He often came back to take the teleportation array, and Joelson was the genius that everyone was talking about the most. He was an existence that even Emperor Congrave wanted to rope in.

He was just a small reception, but he did not have the courage to slight the two of them.

But fortunately, the two of them were very easy to talk to.

At least, that was the case for people other than the enemy.

Clemente nodded slightly.

"Lord Clemente, the teleportation array to the tomb of the sovereign has already been prepared for you."

The host said respectfully.

Actually, there were still some qualified arena lords who hadn't arrived. The arena lords who had already arrived were all waiting for everyone to arrive before activating the teleportation array.

However, the identities of Clemente and Joelson were not something that these ordinary arena lords could compare to.