Due to the effect of the Purple Gold Origin Blood, his body had become much more robust and larger than before. The clothes that were once somewhat loose now fit snugly, and beneath the thin fabric, clearly defined muscles were visible, full of enticing allure and explosive power.
An Yiqing widened her eyes, looking worriedly at Xia Hao suspended in mid-air. She had made many guesses about the chosen one for the Purple-Gold Blood Emperor, but in her heart, Xia Hao was the least likely candidate. After all, he was just an ordinary person without any Inner Breath; even the superficially skilled Ruan Xue and Gu Tingting could handle him with one hand. She never expected the heir of the Purple-Gold Blood Emperor to actually fall upon the most unlikely Xia Hao.
At this moment, Xia Hao, suspended in mid-air, suddenly fluttered his wings, a shadow passed by, and he disappeared into the distance.
"Haozi!"
