Lie Yanhuo
Before Bi Fan could even feel happy, he felt a powerful impact slam into him from Su Qiou Shen's knee. It sent him flying and smashed a huge hole into the ground.
"Damn it!" Su Qiou Shen kicked Bi Fan away, then frowned slightly as he looked at his knee. A gash had been cut into it, leaving the flesh bloody and mangled.
"His blood actually restrains my demonic energy. It's almost like the divine race. Could he have divine-race blood?" The flesh on Su Qiou Shen's knee visibly healed, and his body began to shrink, but his aura didn't weaken in the slightest. Instead, it grew even more immense.
Su Qiou Shen frowned and looked toward Bi Fan. In the hundred-zhang-deep crater, pale blue light shimmered across Bi Fan's body. Scales of light flickered over him, forming a protective barrier around his body. That kick had failed to harm him.
Staring at Bi Fan, Su Qiou Shen shook his head slightly. "No, that's not right. He doesn't have divine-race blood. If he did, why wouldn't his son have it?" Su Qiou Shen's eyes grew more and more puzzled. "But why does the power of his blood and qi naturally counter evil energy, just like divine-race blood? Even I, with the royal bloodline of the Immortal Spirit Race, don't possess that ability."
"Never mind. I can verify it by extracting his bloodline!"
Su Qiou Shen reached out, and an immense force pressed down on Bi Fan like an invisible giant hand. It seized him firmly and dragged him up, carrying him toward Su Qiou Shen.
The blood and qi throughout Bi Fan's body surged and erupted as he struggled against the invisible hand's grip.
The dragon scales on his body also blazed with dazzling light, pushing back against