Faced with this scene, Qin Jiuge snapped his fingers, that faint smile still lingering at the corners of his mouth. "Let the bullets fly a little longer. Next comes the time when we can witness a miracle without a doubt."
The moment Qin Jiuge spoke again, at that critical instant when Long Weile was truly about to take the first step into the Supreme Realm, streaks of blood-red light suddenly surfaced all around. The heavenly phenomenon that had accompanied Long Weile's breakthrough into the Supreme Realm was abruptly cut off, while the seven-colored rosy glows around him vanished at an astonishing speed. In the end, the Dragon Clan bloodlines nearby began to wail one after another. Even the Dragon Clan's formations, along with all manner of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures related to Dragon Clan bloodlines, seemed to crumble and crack apart together.
For things to have reached this point, it was not difficult to see that Long Weile's breakthrough into the Supreme Realm had indeed undergone a change—one utterly unlike anything they had imagined.
Though they did not yet know precisely what this change was, Monk Danggui, Lei Wuchang, and Chris could all tell even with the backs of their heads that this was Qin Jiuge's handiwork. There was an eighty to ninety percent chance that this matter was intimately connected to him.
It was not only the living beings of the Human Race camp who thought this way. Nearly everyone on the Dragon Clan's side thought the same.
The three Dragon Clan Supreme Realm experts fixed Qin Jiuge with ferocious gazes, as though he had become a thorn in their eyes and a splinter in their flesh.
"What exactly did you do, brat?"
Long Qidao enunciated every word through gritted teeth, his hatred soaring to the heavens, sounding