Ao Xuan's gaze locked tightly onto Ao Fenyuan's direction, his eyes flickering with an uncertain light.
Ao Fenyuan's bloodline was far too pure, even slightly superior to his current body.
After sacrificing his relatives and friends, Ao Xuan's body and bloodline had greatly surpassed what they once were.
They had already reached the level of the Dragon Clan's imperial bloodline.
To him, this body had already been sufficient.
Yet now, a Dragon Clan Imperial Lord Rank had suddenly appeared—one who had not obtained Imperial Lord Rank cultivation through sacrifice, whose bloodline was even superior to Ao Xuan's.
It made him feel as sick as though he had swallowed a lump of shit.
"Damn it, why didn't he appear earlier? Why didn't he come seek me out, the Dragon Clan's progenitor?!"
"This is unfilial! This is naked betrayal!"
After his fury subsided, Ao Xuan forcibly withdrew his gaze.
He knew it was already too late.
He had now occupied Ao Xuan's body. He had become Ao Xuan.
His soul had completely fused with Ao Xuan's body. Even if he extracted himself, he would not have enough time to fuse with Ao Fenyuan's body.
"Then once this ancestor succeeds, it won't be too late to devour you!"
"This is your punishment."
After saying that, he hesitated no longer and took a step out of the Nether River.
Complex, profound runes emerged in the void one after another, sweeping toward him in an attempt to seal him within the Nether River.
A trace of disdain flashed through Ao Xuan's eyes.
"That's it? You think you can seal me?"
"Even if the Ghost Race's Heaven's Will itself acts, it still won't be enough!"
The Ghost Race's Heaven's Will was about to enter its weakest period. This was precisely the moment for him to act!