At that moment, outside, Ye Qingxian's brows furrowed slightly. A trace of confusion appeared on the peerlessly beautiful face hidden beneath her black veil.
This shouldn't have happened. Why had Ye Tian shown no reaction at all, sleeping so soundly in his hammock?
What she had unleashed was the Heavenly Demon Illusion, a supreme Divine Ability. Among the Myriad Races across the heavens, no matter how greatly their physical cultivation differed, all cultivated their souls.
The soul was the spirit of all living things, yet it was also a cultivator's most vulnerable point.
Although she had used the Heavenly Demon Illusion merely to give this adorable little brother a scare,
its power still could not be underestimated. It certainly wasn't something a mere five-year-old child could withstand.
By all rights, Ye Tian should have been bawling by now, tears streaming down his face and snot running from his nose.
Yet he was sleeping so sweetly. It simply... defied all reason.
"Could it be... Father gave him a secret treasure to defend his soul? Something that can withstand any soul attack?"
That was what Ye Qingxian thought. After all, her father, Ye Junlin, was the reigning God Emperor. Whether in quality or quantity, the Secret Arts and supreme treasures in his possession were beyond her reckoning.
It was entirely possible that he had given little Tian a soul-defending treasure to protect and nourish his soul.
Ye Qingxian nodded, convinced she had guessed correctly.
But... just then, an extraordinary phenomenon erupted. Ye Tian, asleep in his hammock, abruptly opened his eyes. They held the supreme Divine Power of heaven and earth, blazing like scorching Little Suns and casting boundless radiance.
Two shafts of divine light surged from his pupils, charging straight into the nine heavens and piercing the clouds. Like colossal beasts