Although Yao Wuchang's talent could be called the strongest among the three, his strength was indeed fragile. Aside from having rescued an Elder of the Three-Eyed Royal Clan in his early years, the forces behind him could be said to have nothing else.
And that naturally became Yao Qingmian's opportunity. At the very least, it could add a few variables, rather than leave him destined to lose at Yao Tianran's hands.
It was plain to see.
The struggle among this group of demons was equally fierce.
As for Yao Qingmian's threat, Yao Tianran did not take it seriously at all. After bathing in such a bloodline,
his originally top-grade talent might even decline. That was why Yao Tianran could be so disdainful.
While Yao Tianran remained still, Yao Qingmian had already appeared before Yao Wuchang.
At this moment, it was Yao Wuchang who controlled the body. The earlier battle had also tempered his confidence. Even when facing the Second Prodigy of the Three-Eyed Royal Clan, he showed not the slightest panic. His cold gaze swept over Yao Qingmian as he said, sparing words like gold, "So it is Lord Qingmian. May I ask if you have some important matter?"
Yao Qingmian and Yao Tianran had both reached the Supreme Realm, two major realms above Yao Wuchang.
Thus, Yao Wuchang still had to show the respect he ought to show. Otherwise, it would not be easy for him to get along or cope within the entire Demon Race.
"Ha ha ha. A prickly brat—interesting. So what if your bloodline has returned to its ancestors?
You should know that a genius who has not yet matured is nothing but a dead man. So now, I will protect you. Are you willing?
You and I will join forces and stand against Yao Tianran