Three words. Three words was all it took for the descendants of the Heavenly Dragon clan to lose their poise, gasping for breath as they discovered the meaning of terror.
A deathly silence fell on the scene, with the 300 Dragon Gods not knowing how to react. The Dragon Gods' bloodlines resonated with the Demon Child, giving them the urge to fall to their knees and prostrate themselves immediately. The imperial descendants had it worse, burning with the desire to worship Huan Yi.
But the next moment, as the most honored of the Heavenly Dragon clan's fossils stirred from sleep, the dragons' fears vanished, replaced by overwhelming hatred and murderous desires. Once more, imperial descendants reached the extreme, their eyes turning red and their Divine Powers unfurling as they glared at the Demon Child.
"Incarnation of Evil!"
"Bane of the Three Realms!"
"Scourge of the dragon clan!"
"Enemy of all lives!"
"The Demon Child!"
