"Since the mixed blood have inferior qualifications, why not revoke their cultivation rights!"
"The mixed blood are taking away opportunities for pureblood cultivation! But no matter how hard they cultivate, they can never achieve Ascension!"
"Make the mixed blood leave!"
Watching the protesting crowd, Zuo Dao frowned slightly, without speaking.
The voice resounded again: "The mixed blood can never receive the recognition of the Heavenly Dao, their inferior qualifications can only diminish the level of practitioners in society and slow down the progress of the entire society."
The next moment, Zuo Dao felt the scene before him rapidly shifting, as if he had moved from one city to another.
