As streak after streak of black light entered their bodies, everyone shuddered. The power felt like something beyond their imagination. His bloodline was so terrifying, and his strength was just as dreadful.
They grew even more nervous and fearful of Zhao Fu, a sense of inferiority rising within them.
Zhao Fu turned his gaze toward Long Qingqing and the others.
Long Qingqing also understood that Zhao Fu did not want them leaking information about him. If news of him got out, every Dragon Supreme in Dragon Emperor Hall would likely come searching for him, and the entire Dragon Clan would erupt in turmoil over it.
Thus, she took the initiative to say, "Dragon Supreme! Please place restrictions within our bodies. We will not reveal the news either."
A faint smile appeared on Zhao Fu's face. With a wave of his hand, streams of black light shot into each of their bodies.
The Dragon Clan members also wore shocked expressions, stunned by how terrifying Zhao Fu's power was. Such restrictions were something they would almost certainly be unable to break free from for the rest of their lives.
Evil Nine watched Zhao Fu with her pair of eyes. He had always given her a strangely familiar feeling, yet she could not remember who he was.
Now that Zhao Fu had planted restrictions in both groups' bodies, everyone instead felt much more at ease, because it meant Zhao Fu would not kill them.
With a trace of a smile curling his lips, Zhao Fu walked toward Long Qingqing and the others.
Long Qingqing and the others also recalled what Zhao Fu had said earlier: one of them was his friend. Which one of them could possibly have such a terrifying existence as a friend? It was truly enough to make others envious