Ye Hanjun's words were like knives, piercing the Corpse Dragon Queen's heart with no more effort than blowing away dust.
Shimei, Shilan, and Shili, upon hearing his introduction, were successively stunned.
"The Hanba Clan of the Solar Abyss... still stands?"
"The Supreme Ancestor 'Goddess Ba' of the Hanba Clan... still undying?"
"And our clan, has it formed a bond with them... guardianship generation after generation?"
The two currently strongest and oldest Guardians of the Corpse Dragon Queen's clan exchanged glances, and suddenly, blood streamed down their faces.
Tears of dragon blood fell from their eyes, each drop as if scalded red by a branding iron, searingly hot and startlingly brilliant.
"Shi Jue... truly worthy of the old Clan Leader's trust!"
"Those young clansmen who once offered their Divine Bloodline to her, if any wandering spirits linger, must be laughing with joy!"
Shili slowly closed her eyes, forcibly holding back the blood welling in her sockets.
