"Xiao Bell, it seems you still don't understand, even though your power is indeed great now, compared to me, you're still far behind!"
Wen Sinan said coldly, and as her expression changed, her appearance underwent a dramatic transformation.
The delicate face from moments ago had vanished, replaced by one that resembled the face of a god or demon.
"Divine Bloodline?" Xue An muttered softly, then chuckled, "Looks quite similar, but the aura is far too weak, must be a false deity, right?"
His murmurs did not catch anyone's attention.
At this moment, everyone in the bar wished nothing more than to flee as quickly as possible.
A few quick-witted individuals even started to quietly climb out of the windows.
But no sooner had they climbed out than they let out several cries of agony, and then they were swallowed by darkness.
