All color drained from Morven's face.
He, at last, understood that the Jared standing here was nothing like the man who had fled before them three days earlier.
The change had nothing to do with a simple rise in cultivation level, it came from something else, that aura. The same crushing presence that made the very blood in Morven's veins quiver. It was the oppression of the Dragon Sovereign Bloodline.
Three days ago Jared had been badly wounded, his energy sealed, unable to tap the bloodline's true strength. Today the wounds were gone, the Binding Collar had been removed, and the bloodline was fully awake.
In this moment Jared was the true Emperor Deragon. An unnamed unease rushed through Morven; his shoulders twitched and he edged one step back.
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