"Since that was the case, why did you insist on killing me? I never even laid a hand on Tan Cai'er. Why must you be so aggressive?"
Having made up his mind, Beitang Xing focused on resolving the conflict between himself and Meng Zhao. Trump cards were the sort of thing that diminished each time they were used.
The Sky Shuttle was gone, and the Three Treasures Exquisite Creation Pagoda could only be used once. What remained were the powerful assets he would rely on in his future travels through the martial world.
There was no need to fight Meng Zhao to the death right now.
Meng Zhao smiled. Tan Cai'er was merely one factor in his decision to deal with Beitang Xing. The main reason was still Bei Tangsu.
"Twelfth Prince, how about this? Tell me what your trump card is. If it truly frightens me, I may consider it."
Beitang Xing hesitated, but recalling Meng Zhao's incomparably formidable cultivation and unfathomable foundation, he knew that stubbornly contending against him would likely end badly. He could only say,
"Fine. Since that is so, I may as well tell Dragon King Meng. Within my body, I have sealed a Son of Heaven Sword Technique with my bloodline. It is a Bloodline Divine Ability forged with Imperial Dragon Qi as its blade, the Imperial Dynasty's National Destiny as its point, and imperial bloodline as its hilt. It is a forbidden art created solely by the founding Great Ancestor of our Beitang Imperial Clan.
"Once unleashed, it can ignore disparities in cultivation and strike down one's enemy with peerless power. Resisting it is almost impossible.
"Of course, the price is also immense. The loss of Imperial Dragon Qi and the Imperial Dynasty's National Destiny is one thing, but once one's imperial bloodline