Jiang Yun communicated with Wang Zesheng in secret. At first glance, she had sensed it—this should be their descendant.
For a time, the two of them silently observed. Their bloodline also continued within the Supernatural Center Universe, and both of them were somewhat lost in thought.
"The demon bloodline belonging to that old demon is more concentrated within this child's body, while the human bloodline lies dormant. Was it deliberately severed? Ruthless enough—was this done to cultivate the Nine Extinctions Rebirth Scripture, forcibly extinguishing himself once?" Wang Zesheng wondered.
Wang Yusheng returned after making a round of inspection and came back to the Demon Court True Saint's side.
"Dad, those two over there..." Wang Dao spoke, gesturing for his father to look.
"Mm, you noticed them? How did it feel?" Wang Yusheng froze. He thought to himself, Was his son truly this perceptive, or had his parents deliberately made contact with their eldest grandson through the light of their minds?
"That woman has a gentle face, gentle and graceful, quiet and refined. One look tells you she's kind. That man has a heavy air of a rough outlaw about him, like some tyrant. Ow, damn...!" Before Wang Dao could finish communicating, his mind was clouded over as his father's psychic domain covered him. At the same time, he took a slap to the head, and pain exploded through him.
"Why did you hit me?" He was furious. Hadn't his maternal grandfather personally given that assessment? He had merely repeated it. What had he done wrong?
"Do you know who they are? Who gave you the nerve to spout nonsense here? Not long ago, even old True Saints had their strongest saint artifact authorities cut apart and exploded by them. They even slaughtered Saints here before." Wang Yusheng was still