Ao Chuge came from the Supreme Sacred Dragon Clan of the Forbidden Land, the foremost among dragonkind. He had slain countless dragons, yet he had never seen a dragon bloodline like Tianming Wuji's.
Tianming Wuji seemed to no longer belong to the Black Dragon Clan!
But Ao Chuge could tell that Tianming Wuji's bloodline mutation had not truly been completed. Part of the Black Dragon Bloodline still remained.
"Does using your ancestor's bloodline make you proud?" Tianming Wuji asked.
"What do you mean?" Ao Chuge asked in a deep voice.
"You need not understand," Tianming Wuji said.
Ao Chuge frowned.
Tianming Wuji's manner displeased him greatly. As the two faced off, it seemed as though Tianming Wuji was the one who held the advantage in bloodline.
"Roar!"
The Sacred Dragon Totem behind him unleashed an even fiercer roar. The living beings watching from both realms felt increasingly wretched. From so far away, a single roar could actually suppress them!
"Stop trying. Among the dragons of heaven and earth today, no one is qualified to suppress me. Not even you," Tianming Wuji said.
"Impossible!" Ao Chuge refused to believe it.
No matter how Tianming Wuji's bloodline had mutated, it should still have remained beneath the Supreme Sacred Dragon Clan. How could it possibly resist suppression?
The Black Dragon Clan had always been a lowly dragon race. No matter how its bloodline mutated, how could it cast off the words "lowly" and "inferior"?
"Roar!"
A massive totem emerged behind Tianming Wuji. Unlike the Black Dragon Clan's totem, the black dragon coiling behind him bore countless golden markings. It was extraordinarily majestic, belonging to him alone.
This dragon roar answered the Supreme Sacred Dragon. Ao Chuge's expression changed, and his body trembled as he sensed a terrifying majesty.
As a Supreme Sacred Dragon,