Ao Xuan's gaze was somewhat peculiar.
A burst of light emitted from his eyes.
In the next instant, Xiang Wuji felt as if he had been transported to a cosmic space, where a blue Divine Dragon was coiled atop a star, looking at him.
In front of the Divine Dragon, Xiang Wuji felt incredibly insignificant, the dragon's eyes seemed as large as a palace.
"Hmm?"
"Strange, strange indeed, the other bloodline within you can suppress the Bai Ze Blood."
"Let me see, what exactly is this power..."
In the cosmic space, the Divine Dragon extended its claw forward, intending to touch Xiang Wuji.
The Demon God's power surged forth, and Xiang Wuji felt as if the next moment he would be stripped of his clothing and skin, everything about him revealed.
Xiang Wuji's heart sank.
The Ao Xuan before him was completely different from Su Jiuzhuo.
Understandably so, for a Demon God and someone of Divinity Transformation, even a Nascent Soul is not much more than a cat or dog.
