As Tai Xuan’s momentum and imposing bearing wildly soared, even Chi Jing and the others felt powerless and afraid.

She naturally could tell from Tai Xuan’s power that he had absorbed not only the blood qi of the countless people on the battlefield but also that of the Sacred Race’s top Law Domain.

Naturally, the accumulation of such power could create a terrifying existence.

But what made Chi Jing and the others bewildered was how he could withstand the strength of such a level. Logically speaking, even someone at the third Law Domain stage shouldn’t be able to possess such powers.

Their eyes shifted to the Sacred Pupil between Tai Xuan’s brows. The Sacred Pupil was dark-red, deep and gloomy, like the eye of a demon.

All his power should originate from his Sacred Pupil...

Under those...