Wu Liuji's eyes carried deep Imperial Dao Texture, like two galaxies turning in rotation. His gaze swept back and forth over Wang Dao. Even nephews were starting to appear in pairs these days?
He pondered how many descendants Wang Yusheng had. Would they come running to the Supernatural Center World in wave after wave, like bamboo shoots after spring rain?
Wang Xuan was truly startled. At that critical moment, a fist formed of Imperial Dao Texture had emerged from Wu Tian's chest. That was True Saint Level power!
He stood on full alert, gripping the inch-long Dao Control Banner in his palm, ready to unleash it at any moment.
As for the killing formation diagram, it was part of his battle suit. He had long since worn it as inner armor.
He had never imagined that Wu Tian, who engaged in petty thievery and sneaked off at night to meet Anomalous Being Meng Long's concubine, would actually receive a True Saint's protection.
One had to know that even Liu Nian, Time Heaven's peerless prodigy whom he had killed, and Cheng Dao, the direct descendant of the ancestor of the Super Rogue Saint Tattoo Palace, had never received such treatment.
Wang Xuan naturally had to think too much. Could this truly be a "Saint Son"? More precisely, the illegitimate child of a True Saint from Demon Heaven Palace.
Wu Liuji was no ordinary man. Having cultivated the Lightning Fire Heavenly Eye, he keenly noticed that these two nephews did not get along very well.
Moreover, he had already learned some information from Leng Mei and believed that there was a misunderstanding here, that something has some problems.
At this moment, Wang Dao cast Wang Xuan a sidelong glance. The meaning was clear: Did the brat submit now? Scared stiff, weren't you?