The Tear Demon was also startled by Ao Hong's sudden change in aura, and couldn't help but take a step back.
"Ancestor... Ancestral Dragon Elder." She collected her thoughts, clasped her fists, and saluted.
"What are you doing?" Yuan Qiu noticed and felt a chill in his heart.
Even if he were any slower, he would have realized that something was amiss. He instinctively wanted to turn and run.
But before he could act, Ao Hong turned his head and gave him a deep look.
Yuan Qiu instantly felt a violent impact on his divine soul, as if the two golden pupils were two unfathomably deep black holes pulling at his divine soul, trying to devour it.
Seeing him standing stiffly in place, Ao Hong withdrew his gaze and turned to the Tear Demon.
The Tear Demon's heart was shocked, and she quickly looked away.
"What are you afraid of?" Ao Hong spoke, but his tone and expression had already changed to that of the Ancestral Dragon.
