Many people couldn’t help sighing at the unfairness of fate. In the Divine Feathers Sect, there were extremely few people who could integrate with a Dragon Bloodline God Level. All of them were undoubtedly children blessed by the heavens, future pillars of the Divine Feathers Sect. Ordinary people, like the spectators themselves, could only look up to them for their entire life.
At that moment, even the big five, who were observing the battle, couldn’t help the ripple that passed through them.
A solemn voice sounded, “It’s actually a mutated one. In our few hundred years, we’ve never even seen a mutated Dragon Bloodline God Level demon spirit before. Spread the word, Nie Li will become the most important guardian of the Divine Feathers Sect. Hierarch Skycloud, I’ll leave Nie Li’s teaching to you!”
“Yes.” Hierarch Skycloud replied as his gaze fell on Nie Li. Nie Li had indeed given him some unexpected turns.
Lu Piao, Gu Bei, and the rest were rejoicing at Guo Huai’s misfortune. He was in miserable pain, since he’d slammed his hand onto the Bloodwing Saint Jiao-dragon’s spikes. They felt his pain just from imagining it.
“I was right! Nie Li would never do anything that he’s not certain of!” Lu Piao laughed.
The Nethermoon Draconic Beast took several steps back. Guo Huai forcefully endured the pain as his heart trembled. He never thought that Nie Li was concealing so much strength. Nie Li’s Bloodwing Saint Jiao-dragon actually completed its first mutation. A mutated God Level Bloodwing Saint Jiao-dragon! No wonder Venerable Flameless was determined to get rid of him.
Guo Huai’s life had once been saved by Venerable Flameless. He was aware that the consequences of killing Nie Li would definitely be heavy, but he still threw an enraged punch at the Bloodwing Saint Jiao-dragon.
The Nethermoon Draconic Beast’s huge fist gradually got closer. When it was about to land on Nie Li, Nie Li slightly tilted his body.
*Fwoosh!*