Whether it was some telepathic connection between bloodlines or something else, Heavenly Dog's projection sensed something and looked toward Jiao. Seeing Heavenly Dog's phantom glance its way, Jiao shouted even more fervently while desperately stirring its bloodline. Jiao desperately wanted to improve!
Inside the Small World, Heavenly Dog also saw Jiao preening through his phantom. As Heavenly Dog stared at Jiao's appearance, his face gradually darkened. The next moment, Heavenly Dog's phantom moved. It opened its mouth and blew out a breath, directly blowing Jiao's mouth shut.
"Ancestor!"
Jiao cried out miserably. It did not understand why its ancestor refused to acknowledge it. It clearly looked exactly like its ancestor!
It was its ancestor's bloodline descendant. How could its ancestor refuse to recognize it? This was the bond of blood thicker than water! Jiao could not understand it and did not want to think too much about it. It still tried to call out to Heavenly Dog, but the phantom in the sky grabbed the fleeing King Kun and then vanished, never sparing Jiao another glance.
"Dead dog, why won't you acknowledge your descendant? It clearly looks exactly like you. And if I wasn't mistaken just now, that demonic beast's bloodline even contains the Heaven-Devouring Art—"
"It really is your descendant. By the way, when did you find yourself a little bitch? How come I never knew?"
Shi Po looked at Heavenly Dog's dark face and teased him with a grin.
"This King does not have such a weak bloodline. It is not this King's descendant. It has nothing to do with this King."
Heavenly Dog denied it. He simply could not afford to lose that much face! He had indeed sensed the faintest trace of a bloodline connection, but he refused to acknowledge it. That fellow was far too