Hearing Xia Chan's words, Luo Xiu remained expressionless, seemingly unconcerned.
"The Saint Ancient Dragon Physique... it seems only those Emperors from the Lower Realm possess such a constitution," a voice mused. "The growth potential is quite high, but as for now..."
Unexpectedly, before the words were finished, a surge of Haoran Dragon Qi rushed forward. It was Hua Muyan, taking the initiative! The Dragon Qi transformed into a sword, slashing straight down, accompanied by a deafening dragon's roar. The terrified Little Pouch flew far away to dodge, but Luo Xiu remained motionless. The sword formed from Dragon Qi struck him, instantly sinking into his body.
