Suddenly, Qingshi's pupils constricted. He desperately tried to enhance his own strength, but found that he couldn't muster any within his body.
This realization frightened Qingshi.
"No!"
As he saw the young man approaching him, Qingshi let out a heart-wrenching scream, and streaks of blood appeared in his blood-red eyes.
"Spare me, please spare me..."
For some reason, Qingshi clearly felt that this young man was stronger than him. Just the title of a "thousand-year-old monster" was enough to terrify him.
He had only lived for a little over a hundred years; how could he compare with such an ancient monster?
"Mother, the scene below is a bit bloody, so I will take care of it elsewhere, so as not to offend your eyes," Zi Qianjing said, his eyes slightly narrowed and a cold smirk on his lips.
Mu Ruyue's eyes were fixed unwaveringly on the young man in front of her.
So this was the child she had with Wuchen in a previous life; their child had grown so big and was so outstanding.
