With a thunderous boom, the protective qi around Liang Muqiu transformed into a streak of azure light—unyielding yet razor-sharp. It not only blasted the charging Blood-robed Youth back, but also carved thousands of fine cuts across his body. His blood vessels burst, and his entire body became a blood gourd.
Yet this person truly was an anomaly, gifted beyond measure. Within a few breaths, the flesh around the thousands of tiny wounds all over his body wriggled, quickly restoring him to perfect condition. Even the blood that had spilled flowed back into his body as though time had reversed.
An unexpected flush also appeared on Liang Muqiu's beautiful, refined face. It was not a normal color, but turmoil caused by the violent surging of her qi and blood.
"What a Blood Body. It actually possesses such divine abilities!"
Liang Muqiu was genuinely stunned. This youth clearly possessed not the slightest martial skill, not even a trace of inner force. He was no different from any ordinary country boy.
Yet she was an authentic Grandmaster Realm expert. Her realm was profound, her body perfectly integrated; her Essence, Qi, and Spirit had been tempered and condensed until they were like an indestructible golden pill.
Even so, under the Blood-robed Youth's roar and the augmentation of his innate divine ability, the essence blood within her body had surged madly, nearly bursting from her body. It was simply inconceivable.
Other than the fact that his physique was powerful, his bloodline extraordinary, and his divine abilities unmatched, there could be no second explanation.
Surely Liang Muqiu could not call herself useless!
Though the youth's injuries swiftly healed through the power of his bloodline, the pain had not faded. He looked utterly miserable, and the gaze he turned on Liang Muqiu held fear, terror, and timidity.