Neither Jiang Ping An nor Bai Jingqiu had imagined that Xiong Yan carried a drop of his father's blood essence within him!
The energy avatar formed from that drop of blood radiated the power of a Sixth Level God King, far beyond anything the two of them could withstand.
Even Jiang Ping An's Primordial Dao Domain and Primordial Calamity Light seemed pale and powerless before such absolute strength.
The gulf between their powers was fundamental, like a tiny ant gazing up at a dragon soaring through the nine heavens. They were not even on the same level of existence.
The enemy did not need to use a Divine Art. A casual strike would carry enough Rule Power to grind them to dust!
Cold despair and the heavy shadow of death enveloped them both, leaving them breathless.
Faced with such overwhelming force, they could not fight back. Their minds went blank for an instant, and neither knew how to resist.
Bai Jingqiu's face turned deathly pale. Her slender body trembled as she instinctively clung to Jiang Ping An, seeking some relief from her fear of death in his embrace.
"You dared lay a hand on my son. You shall die!"
Xiong Yan's father's blood-essence avatar radiated boundless authority. His gaze locked onto Jiang Ping An and Bai Jingqiu like two sharp swords.
He raised his palm, ready to kill them both.
"Father! Wait!"
Xiong Yan suddenly remembered something crucial and shouted urgently:
"Father, don't kill the woman! She's Bai Jingqiu, a direct descendant of the Bai Family!"
"While no one knows what happened here, seal her away and make her conceive a child. Then we'll have the Bai Family Bloodline, and we can rightfully occupy this place and seize every treasure and inheritance within it!"
The staff he had bought at