When Qi Yuan spoke, everyone's eyes fell upon that ball of blood.
"Sky Heart Palace Master, what explanation do you have now? How is he not a Blood Demon?"
The seven Supremes looked at Qi Yuan, yet sensed no terrifying aura from him.
They also knew that the Blood Demon had yet to take shape and was not worth mentioning.
Ning Tao turned around and looked at Qi Yuan behind her, resentment surfacing in her eyes. "You finally decided to come see me."
Qi Yuan looked at Ning Tao's injuries, his feelings complicated.
"You could have left me behind."
After all, this ball of blood was not Qi Yuan's true body.
Even if it were damaged, it would not affect him in the slightest.
Ning Tao raised her head, her gaze stubborn. "I'm not like someone who vanishes for decades, even centuries, at a time."
She turned back toward the seven Supremes around them.
"I said it before. If I said no one could hurt you, then no one could hurt you!"
The aura of origin spread from Ning Tao, and her entire person seemed to meld into the world.
The seven Supremes' expressions turned grim, and they too merged into the world.
Seeing this, Qi Yuan calmly said, "You will... die. Why do this?
We only met by chance. We have barely exchanged a few words."
Qi Yuan truly could not understand Ning Tao's thoughts.
He felt that Ning Tao was like an obstinate child.
"Hmph." Ning Tao snorted.
She could not be bothered to speak with Qi Yuan.
What did he know about her thoughts, her feelings?
Just a stinking man!
"I never expected the dignified master of Sky Heart Palace to be bewitched by a Blood Demon and fall into the realm of love!" One Supreme burst