The two iron cages exuded a powerful aura.
However, Jun Xiaoyao directly ignored one of them and looked towards the other.
"What a strong bloodline power," Jun Xiaoyao said, somewhat surprised.
His standards were high; he absolutely looked down on ordinary geniuses.
Strength was secondary; the most important factor was great potential for growth.
For example, a fourteen-year-old prodigy who reached the Unity Realm versus a several-hundred-year-old expert who reached the Divine Fire Realm.
Jun Xiaoyao would unhesitatingly choose the former.
Potential was more important than strength.
Now, in Jun Xiaoyao's perception, the being within one of the iron cages contained a magnificent bloodline power.
It was as if a sun was burning.
In contrast, the aura from the other iron cage, while incredibly strong and filled with a chilling malevolence, lacked any special characteristics.