Blood River Patriarch

A resplendent blood light was coming off of Gu Jingman and her fighting spirit was becoming richer and more intense—as if a ball of flames was preparing to burn down heaven and the earth.A resplendent blood light was coming off of Gu Jingman and her fighting spirit was becoming richer and more intense—as if a ball of flames was preparing to burn down heaven and the earth.

The blood-colored spear morphed into a red dot and pierced right into Old Man Xuan You's eyebrows. An unrivaled amount of strength burst forth—one so strong it was as if it could create a cave in his head.

"A strong horse, huh. That's good, I love taming strong horses like you."

Old Man Xuan You chuckled darkly. He was happy and not angered. A desire to conquer rapidly grew in his chest. Indeed, there was a great sense of achievement that came from conquering a woman like this, and he was confident enough that he could tame even a steed as fierce as this one and turn it into a foal.