Bang—
Yang Jian's right leg whipped across Kong Xuan's body like a lethal whip, sending him spinning and flying backwards over billions of miles, crashing into a purple planet.
Dominating Kong Xuan had made Yang Jian feel extremely comfortable from head to toe.
The feeling of boundless magic and unlimited power made him unable to resist letting out a long roar.
This was true power!
In comparison, his former self was nothing more than a mortal.
"Half Holy is so powerful, what about becoming a Holy One?"
Yang Jian's heart fluttered, and he subconsciously touched the Supreme Divine Eye between his eyebrows.
He clearly understood that if he wanted to become a saint, the key lay in the Supreme Divine Eye. His own bloodline talent could no longer help him advance.