Xia Duoduo responded, "I cannot break it, but you can, Young Master."
"I can break it?" Long Chen was surprised. "But I already tried, and I clearly couldn't."
"Could there be something special about it?"
"You're right, Young Master," Xia Duoduo said. "This Formation is condensed from Demonic Qi, and you possess the Divine Demon Ancestral Dragon Body. In your presence, that Demonic Qi is not worth mentioning."
"All you need is a single drop of your blood, and the formation will dissolve on its own."
"I see." Upon hearing this, Long Chen finally understood.
He made a small cut on his fingertip, from which a drop of fresh blood immediately appeared. With a flick of his finger, the blood shot directly toward the Formation.
SIZZLE! The Formation suddenly shifted. The Demonic Qi, as if suppressed by a powerful bloodline, trembled several times before completely dissipating.
