"Wu Jie, what method do you have?"
Yang Tian also knew this Wu Jie, whose identity was extremely mysterious.
Whether in terms of strength or status, it was beyond Yang Tian's estimation.
Perhaps this Wu Jie really had some ingenious plan.
"This little boy should be the founder of the Asura Realm, created a long time ago, with the most original bloodline of the Asura Realm flowing through him!"
Wu Jie shook her hand, and a dagger appeared.
She intended to cut the little boy's finger.
But the little boy's face was full of wariness: "What are you going to do!"
"Wu Jie is my benefactor, let him do whatever he wants!"
Yang Tian spoke.
With Yang Tian's assurance, the little boy extended his finger and, with a light cut, a stream of fresh blood flowed out.
Wu Jie caught the little boy's blood with the dagger.
The previously calm dagger began to burn.
"Yang Tian, lay down your Natal Array!"
Wu Jie said seriously.
"Natal Array?"
