Guang Yi rubbed his temples and looked at him like he was an idiot. "Even if this little girl is dead, I have a way to sense her. It's very likely that she's trapped in some kind of barrier formation. I have to find her. You should be very familiar with the human race in Haitian town, so I'll leave this matter to you. It's best if you don't mobilize the Army. If the negotiation is over, it's not too late to take action. I've been in seclusion for a few days, so I'll be waiting for your good news here."
Guang Yi couldn't stay calm after getting the two drops of dragon blood.
Many of the descendants of Dragons were extremely talented and were born as martial emperors of the nine Heavens realm. During the process of cultivation, other than constantly absorbing the natural Yuan Qi to strengthen their realm, they also needed to constantly refine their bloodline so that it would be refined in the direction of their ancestors. This was the so-called atavism of the bloodline.
