"Who dares block the path of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan? Show yourself!" Commander Qin shouted sharply, his powerful aura spreading outward. He was, remarkably, a Nine-Transformation-level powerhouse as well.
As his voice fell, two figures stepped out of the void. Seeing the ocean-deep aura emanating from the white-haired figure, Commander Qin's expression changed drastically.
"A Dou Sheng...!"
"Who might you be, sir? Why are you blocking our path? We are members of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan. I hope you will clear the way and not bring trouble upon yourself." Commander Qin spoke in a low voice as he looked at Xiao Heng. Even he did not dare invoke the prestige of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan before a Dou Sheng. After all, while the Ancient Void Dragon Clan was powerful, if a Dou Sheng truly acted, the clan would find it difficult to capture one and avenge him.
Xiao Heng wasted no words. His hand seal shifted quietly, and a powerful pressure spread from his body. His pupils abruptly turned purple-gold, and mysterious patterns appeared between his brows.
Though it contained little Dou Qi, in that instant, Commander Qin and the others felt as though a mountain had been placed upon their backs.
Cold sweat dripped from their foreheads. With several thuds, several Ancient Void Dragons dropped to their knees. Their heads lowered, their teeth clenched, yet they found it difficult even to speak.
"You are... that person from... East Dragon Island...!" Commander Qin struggled to raise his head and look at Xiao Heng. He had never felt such bloodline pressure even from the North Dragon King. If even a Dragon King could not possess it, then there was only one possibility above that— the Dragon Emperor...!
Xiao Heng himself was not entirely sure what level the Dragon