Dead Dragons
"How-how is she doing this?" Long Hui could not wrap his head around Xie Ya.
Even before this, at the very first time of meeting her, he and the others would've been able to tell if Xie Ya had noble Dragon blood flowing through her veins.
Any inferior quality Dragon bloodline would be completely suppressed by their purity. Or be seen as a threat if they were at equal levels.
But Xie Ya is still just a human, a very powerful human, but no special beast bloodlines to speak of. And yet, the power of the Dragon radiating from her body caused his own dragon soul to shiver.
Long Yi, even while stronger than Xie Ya would've instantly found Xie Ya a huge threat in this state.
The half-step Monarchs already broke out in cold sweat, their bodies shivering from an influx of instinctual fear.
"You!" Xie Ya suddenly pointed as her divine sword glistened within her palm.