"You guys... Is this a part of your scheme?" A surge of cold and murderous intent coursed through him, the Qi inside his meridians circulating at a rapid pace. Boiling with hidden rage, his blood flowed through his veins, pulsating with fury.
With the presence of a Body Integration Cultivator, an oppressive pressure emanated from him, targeting the three old men. Xia Wei, still seated on the bed, remained oblivious to the fact that half of his face was still covered in the scales of a black dragon. His voice, hoarse and heavy, sounded almost inhuman, a result of his uncontrolled emotions in the aftermath of the previous incident.
"UGH!" Unexpectedly, the three guardians were already sprawled on the ground, blood gushing from every part of their bodies. It wasn't solely due to the intense pressure of a Body Integration Cultivator, but rather...
"The bloodline oppression is employed when a slave rebels against their master."
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