The Missing Divine Bloodline (3k2)

Silence.

A deathly silence.

The moment the purple-haired girl appeared, the entire Sacrificial Holy Hall seemed to lose its spirit, falling into unprecedented silence.

Even with Hei Qing and the White-robed Elder's cultivation, neither had seen when she appeared or when she struck.

"Y-you!"

The White-robed Elder spoke in a trembling voice.

The girl seemed not to hear him. She looked the man before her up and down with interest. "I heard you were looking for me?"

In an instant, Hei Qing felt an overwhelming terror descend upon him. Cold sweat poured down his body, and his heart pounded wildly.

An unbelievable thought quietly surfaced in his mind—

This little girl before him was actually a Saint Stage Great Master?!

"Scared?" Three Thousand Lotus Heart was clearly somewhat disappointed.

"Bullshit!" Hei Qing had no idea where he found the courage, but he roared in fury, "You trespassed into my Ancestral Dragon Sacred Land! Forget one Half-Saint—even if you were a Nine-star Dou Saint, I'd still curse you out!"

"Oh?" The corners of Three Thousand Lotus Heart's lips curled upward.

She casually sat down in Hei Qing's seat and said flatly, "Go on, then. How do you plan to curse me?"

Seeing that the girl held no hostility, the elder beside them relaxed slightly, though he still sensed that something was wrong.

As the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Land, this holy hall could absolutely be called the core of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan. Any ordinary person who came even half a step close would inevitably be slain by the Dragon Souls dwelling here.

For outsiders, this was unquestionably a deadly place with no chance of survival!

Yet the girl before them had not only failed to draw the Dragon Souls' wrath, but had even caused them to turn a blind eye