Demon Empress's Captives

Centered around the blood robe, the air for several hundred meters in every direction was thick with blood qi. It churned without end, like layer upon layer of boiling blood waves.

Ning Xiaochuan walked to within several dozen meters of the blood robe and felt an invisible Evil Qi burrowing into his body.

That Evil Qi was extraordinarily icy, freezing even one's soul until it trembled.

Ning Xiaochuan immediately activated the Supreme Power deep within his bloodline. Black-and-white radiance burst forth, resisting the Evil Qi invading his body.

Holding the Stone Box Demon Empress Shiji had given him, Ning Xiaochuan walked over to the Blood Robe and reached out to take it.

"Hmm?"

Yet that Blood Robe was exceptionally heavy. Ning Xiaochuan actually failed to lift it.

"This battle robe was never an ordinary object. It is also soaked in the blood of a sub-god. Though it is merely a Blood Robe, it weighs ten million jin."

Ning Xiaochuan circulated the vital energy within him and finally picked up the Blood Robe, placing it inside the Stone Box. Then he walked out of that patch of blood-red ground.

"Demon Empress, I have placed the Blood Robe inside the Stone Box. I will now present the Stone Box before you." Ning Xiaochuan held the Stone Box in both hands, his gaze fixed on the changes in Demon Empress Shiji's expression.

Ning Xiaochuan had only approached within thirty meters of Demon Empress Shiji's Thought Manifestation when she sharply stopped him. With a slight beckon of her jade-like arm, she said, "Enough. Put the Stone Box on the ground. There is no need to deliver it into my hands personally."

Clearly, Demon Empress Shiji did not trust Ning Xiaochuan at all and remained wary of him.

Ning Xiaochuan had in fact wanted to