"This pressure is even more terrifying than Her Majesty's. It must be the member of her kind she's searching for. There's no mistaking it..."
The moment Ling Feng transformed into a black dragon, the pressure of Taotie he radiated made even Bi Ji, over a hundred miles away, feel the crushing suppression of her bloodline. She was deeply shaken at first, but then a delighted smile spread across her face, and she hurried toward him.
"Her Majesty's senses were right. With bloodline pressure like this, he can surely lead our race in a counterattack against humanity and take the fight to the Divine Realm!"
With that thought in her heart, Bi Ji accelerated, turning into a streak of emerald light as she sped onward.
Meanwhile.
Ling Feng and Ah Yin had gradually grown more familiar with each other through the matter of Tang Hao.
"Your Excellency, with you honoring us with your presence, we of the Blue Silver clan have little worthy of offering you. This is Hundred Flower Wine that our clan has aged for many years. I hope it's to your liking."
Ah Yin opened her slender hand, and a wine jar that had clearly been sealed for years appeared in her palm. As a gentle breeze stirred, a faint aroma of wine drifted over, making even Ling Feng's nostrils twitch several times.
"One whiff of this Hundred Flower Wine tells me it's something special."
Ling Feng smiled at Ah Yin, who covered her mouth and chuckled softly. "As long as you like it, Your Excellency."
Yet just as Ah Yin was about to pour his wine, Ling Feng suddenly sensed something. He abruptly turned his head toward the depths of the forest, where a graceful figure was rapidly approaching.
Ah Yin sensed something too and followed his