With the power of the Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan's Heritage Blood Pool, coupled with the Ancient Dragon Blood Essence Lin Fan had given him, Bloodlight Demon Saint's cultivation had recovered considerably. Though he still could not compare to his former peak, he was no longer someone an eighth-grade Demon Saint could resist.
Thus, when he said he would kill Tun Rikong, he was not boasting wildly; he possessed genuine confidence and assurance.
Bloodlight Demon Saint was tall and powerfully built, an overwhelming aura circulating around him. He stood in stark contrast to Tun Rikong, the Sky Swallowing Sparrow Clan's Fourth Elder, whose body emanated a decayed and eerie presence.
Tun Rikong stared at Bloodlight Demon Saint, his gaze turning cold and profound. He suddenly bared his teeth in a smile. "The ancestor of the Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan—I know you."
"Back in Northern Luzhou, you were more or less on par with the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan Ancestor. But after leaving the Demon Kingdom and returning, you became a completely different person."
"Are you truly still the ancestor of the Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan, or are you someone else entirely?"
By the end, his tone had become incomparably sinister.
The other Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan members all glared furiously. What kind of nonsense was that supposed to be?
Ao Mingyue, however, narrowed her beautiful eyes, a thoughtful look appearing on her face.
After awakening the second strand of her bloodline, her senses had become extraordinarily keen. She had long noticed something unusual.
But so what if their ancestor was the same as before, or had become someone else? As long as he could shelter the Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan, he would forever be the ancestor of the Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan.
Bloodlight Demon Saint narrowed his eyes. "It seems the