At his words, Queen Medusa's eyes flickered, and her expression grew grave as she studied Chen Yang.
Then she gave a derisive chuckle. "Help me complete my evolution? Are you humans really that kindhearted?"
"If you humans truly were so kindhearted, you wouldn't have driven our Snake-People Tribe into the Tagor Desert, the place least suited to our survival!"
"Human, put away your false kindness. I am not that foolish!"
Queen Medusa's wariness toward him was well within Chen Yang's expectations.
The conflict between humans and the Snake-People Tribe had long since grown beyond anything a few words could explain.
Naturally, Chen Yang had never expected a few words from him to move Queen Medusa enough for her to let down her guard completely.
If Queen Medusa truly trusted him, that would have been stranger than seeing a ghost.
Chen Yang said nothing. Instead, he proved everything to Queen Medusa through action.
Dou Qi surged within him, and a flame sprang to life on his outstretched finger.
"The eleventh of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Stems Treasure Arts: Samadhi True Fire!"
A wisp of Samadhi True Fire appeared in Chen Yang's hand—a slaughterer among flames, capable of burning away everything and untouched by karma.
"Now, can you believe me?"
"Though my Samadhi True Fire isn't a heavenly flame, it is no weaker than any of them. With me personally directing it to awaken the ancient bloodline within you, it should be more than enough!"
Queen Medusa stared at the Samadhi True Fire in Chen Yang's hand with her beautiful eyes, remaining silent.
She was one of the Snake-People and possessed a snake's traits. She naturally disliked heat and was extremely sensitive to heavenly flames.
The instant the Samadhi True Fire appeared, Queen Medusa felt the trace of an ancient divine beast's bloodline