Extreme Troublemaker, Large Black Dog

"That truly is a Divine Fetus nurtured by the Nine Deaths Heaven Art!" Empress Luan Xing whispered in Ling Han's ear. In fact, she had used her divine sense to transmit this message. Thus, unless there was a Saint beside them, no one else could have heard what she had just said.

Her hand was gripping Ling Han's wrist, and even with Ling Han's freakish physique, he still felt a slight pain shooting through his arm. This was a sign of just how emotional Empress Luan Xing was.

As if feeling their gaze, Gu Daoyi also turned around to glance at them. However, his gaze didn't stop on Ling Han.

In his eyes, Ling Han naturally wasn't worthy of his attention.

Instead, his gaze landed on Empress Luan Xing. His eyes narrowed, and a meaningful smile tugged at the corners of his lips. It was evident that he had discovered that Empress Luan Xing was also practicing the Nine Deaths Heaven Art.