Don't Let Me Stay Up All Night

As everyone knows, there is a power in the southern region that absolutely cannot be provoked—the Grass Hall. 
The eldest disciple is the Sword Saint of the southern region, with a godly understanding of swords. 
The second disciple is the Eternal Empress, who ruled an era. 
The third disciple is a great scholar of the current generation, the reincarnation of the immortal of literature. 
The fourth disciple is the reincarnation of a demon god, suppressing the Nine Hells. 
Lu Changsheng: Me? I'm nothing special, just their master.

I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

Jiang Jun raised his head, looking at the demon god phantom that pierced through the sky.


The demon god phantom also lowered its head, its face expressionless, eyes coldly staring at him.


This kind of gaze was one of disdain: the way a superior looks at an inferior, a master looks at a servant, an emperor looks at his subject.


If it was merely disdain in the eyes, it wouldn't be so unbearable.


But this was fear stemming from deep within the bloodline.


It was an absolute crushing of bloodline levels.


Each blood vessel, every drop of blood, seemed to come to a complete halt at this moment.


It wasn't just Jiang Jun who felt this way.


Even Qi Wu and Qi Chuan, the two Princes, felt the same!


They were the leaders of the Four Great Beast Clans of the Demon Beast Continent!


They had seen others of equal bloodline level, but none had ever caused such absolute bloodline suppression—until now.


Chapter 1582: Wine Spilled on the Ground! (4/4)