You Are Blood Relatives, After All-It's Genetics!

Bibi Dong frowned tightly.

Her sharp gaze swept over the figure below.

That body unquestionably belonged to Qian Renxue.

But this arrogant, overbearing manner and that sinister blood-red power could not possibly belong to her daughter.

No matter how rebellious that wretch usually was, she would only put on a proud and stubborn front before her.

She would never dare look her over with such frivolous, wanton eyes.

"Who are you?"

Bibi Dong asked coldly.

Her cool voice carried the immense, unquestionable pressure of one in authority.

"Where is Qian Renxue?"

She asked with extreme directness.

With the keen eye of a Pope, she had long sensed that some unknown existence had taken control of this body.

Qian Sha Yu burst out laughing.

"Who am I?"

"I'm Qian Renxue."

As he spoke, he casually swung out a blade of blood energy.

The blade tore through the air with a piercing sonic boom.

The Sky Azure Bull Python, which had tried to counterattack, was once again blasted back by that brute force.

Then he arrogantly spread his arms and spun around in midair.

His smile was dazzlingly bright, carrying a lawless, sinister aura.

"The genuine article—your dear daughter."

"What, Your Holiness the Pope? So busy with state affairs that you can't even recognize your own biological daughter?"

Bibi Dong's frown deepened.

Something was wrong.

Very wrong.

Even if Qian Renxue died, she would never reveal such a uninhibited expression.

She stared intently into Qian Sha Yu's eyes.

They were a pair of chilling crimson vertical pupils.

Pure slaughter and madness churned in their depths.

There was not even the slightest trace of the sacred purity belonging to the Six-Winged Angel.

"You are not her."

Bibi Dong's voice was cold enough to freeze the air.

"Her Martial Soul is the Six-Winged Angel,