Seeing that the Mad Demon Bloodline was actually rebelling, Fan Zhaodi was momentarily surprised. What kind of bloodline was this? It actually dared to rebel—how peculiar. 0

Without overthinking it, she pressed down lightly on Ye Guan's shoulder with her right hand, suppressing it again. 0

The Mad Demon Bloodline was helpless beneath her power. 0

Ye Guan's aura was becoming increasingly stronger as more and more streams of the Supreme Bloodline entered him. He was now in possession of a brand-new bloodline.0

At the sight, a faint smile appeared on Fan Zhaodi's beautiful face. Her smile was so captivating that it dimmed even the brilliance of the stars and galaxies.0

At this moment, however, Ye Guan's facial features were twisted and deformed, appearing extremely ferocious. He was enduring immense pain as if a thousand swords were slicing through his heart.0

The physical pain was something he could tolerate, but the pain in his sea of consciousness and soul was unbearable. The mysterious will that entered him had launched a frenzied assault on his sea of consciousness and soul, attempting to seize...0