"..." Xu Zhenguan was unable to answer, her absolutely beautiful face turned blue and white. She couldn't possibly say that she couldn't control the true heritage left by her ancestors, so she simply chose not to explain. With a sneer, she slashed with a sword: "Enough nonsense! Madman Wu, today it's either you without me, or me without you!"
...
"Grand Ancestor Emperor... Dragon Essence... Impossible... Impossible..." At this moment, the one most impacted was Prince Jing.
His original arrogance was gone, replaced by bewilderment and incomprehension.
He was not surprised by the existence of Dragon Essence, but he could not understand why Zhao Douan, this outsider, could wield it.
What further enraged him was that the moment the Grand Ancestor Emperor's royal dharma image appeared, he clearly felt his own bloodline being stimulated, and the cultivation that originally belonged to him was being suppressed...
Fortunately.
