Zi Yan and the North Dragon King, locked in battle, even looked somewhat alike. Purple radiance flashed around both of them at the same time. The glow around the North Dragon King was already exceedingly noble, something no ordinary member of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan could possess.
But that depended on who he was compared to. Compared with the proud purple light surrounding Zi Yan, the North Dragon King's radiance could even be called insignificant.
This was the gap brought about by absolute bloodline—a bloodline etched into one's bones since the birth of magical beasts. In the past, the North Dragon King had been able to rely on his strength to ignore the suppression of that bloodline.
But now, Zi Yan had absorbed the Dragon Emperor Origin Fruit and completely entered the ranks of the continent's experts. From the North Dragon King's observations, she was most likely already a four-star Dou Sheng. As they fought, he had already felt fear welling up from the depths of his heart, and he unconsciously fell into a disadvantage.
This was suppression from bloodline, from the soul itself!
At this moment, the North Dragon King finally understood why, while his father had still been alive, despite harboring many ambitions, he had never dared to openly pursue the division of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan.
Originally, the North Dragon King had thought his father had simply grown old and lost his drive to forge ahead.
Now that he had personally witnessed Zi Yan unleash her might, he understood. His father had once seen the Ancient Void Dragon Clan in its prime, had seen the old Dragon Emperor when he was still alive. The pressure exerted by one who stood above all others had been forever branded into his heart.
As his strength was continuously