Putting The Plan In Motion

Wang Jian's hand rested reassuringly on Yu Qing's shoulder, a silent plea for calmness.

 

Turning towards the hulking devil guard, he assessed the situation with practiced ease.

 

This was no high-ranking devil, merely a hired hand judging by his mismatched armor and relatively weak celestial aura. A smirk played on Wang Jian's lips. This wouldn't be too difficult.

 

With a subtle shift in his energy signature, Wang Jian unleashed a hint of his Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Tribe bloodline power. It was a faint echo, enough to be recognized by a discerning eye, but not enough to overpower the guard.

 

The effect was instantaneous. The devil guard's eyes widened in surprise. The Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Tribe, known for their deceptive prowess and human-like appearances, weren't a common sight in these parts.