The blood infant was alive, its eyes open, smiling evilly at Yang Qi. At the same time, there was something bewitchingly charming about it, as though it was destined to grow into a beautiful person.

“Trying to enchant me?” Yang Qi said. “Well that’s a joke if I ever heard one. Smashing of the Mighty Heaven-Dragon!” A massive roar erupted from his mouth, like the voices of millions upon millions of dragons all calling out at the same time. As the devil-subduing sound wave rolled out, the blood in the lake evaporated and the blood infant shot out into the open, transforming into a shadowy, blood-colored fiend-devil, pulsing with the power of a wretch-god.

The voice of a wretch-god then echoed out. “Who are you, boy? Why did you destroy my altar and try to take my blood infant?”

“Are you the will-clone of a wretch-god?” Yang Qi said, a serious expression overtaking his face. However, upon looking back in the direction of the Lightningbolt Continent, he saw that the wretch-god was there fighting the gods of the continent. And that meant that he couldn’t afford to split off a clone...

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