Although his actual age is only three or four months, his body already looks like that of a one or two-year-old child. His small figure and adult eyes can't help but shock people.
Sujue tidied her clothes and appearance, and took steps again without changing her expression, thinking in the direction of Xuanyuan Yu as she walked away.
His legs were not long, and his walking speed was not very fast, but despite this, he still walked in front of Xuanyuan Yu unswervingly.
Su Jue raised his head, his eyes brighter than the night sky and deeper than hell were filled with unprecedented determination. His thin lips moved slightly and said: "Father, just this level cannot stop me."
Xuanyuan Yu's black pupils narrowed slightly, and he slowly stretched out his hand, moving towards Su Jue's head at an extremely slow speed visible to the naked eye.
Ling Luo was shocked.
"Yu! No!"
What are you doing, husband?
In anger, do you want to slap your son to death with one palm?
"Isn't it just to go to the Garden of God? If he wants to go, just take him with you!"
Not wanting to see Su Jue get hurt again, Ling Luo relented and immediately made a compromise.
However, Xuanyuan Yu's hand still moved unswervingly towards Su Jue's head.
He didn't even raise his head to look at Ling Luo. He just looked down at the boy below him who looked very similar to him. The corners of his lips curved up with a sinister arc and said: "Since you insist so much, then let me
Father, let's see how firm your determination is."
After saying that, a ball of extremely rich dark demonic energy suddenly rose from the palm of Xuanyuan Yu's hand, and with the pressure of the Dark Lord Wushang, it attacked the Sujue Tianling Gai.
This is a contest between power and power, a showdown between determination and determination.
This is even more of a trial.
Sujue's small body was like a broken leaf swaying in the wind, trembling and swaying under the pressure of the dark demonic energy.
Very painful.
This is the power of Father.
He is someone he must surpass in the future.
Su Jue knew that his father did not use all his strength, but this already caused him great pain.
His whole body was covered in sweat, as if he had been washed by water. Every minute and every second was torture.
But--
Su Jue suddenly raised his head, his dark eyes widened with difficulty, his devilish light bursting out, and he stared back.
One breath, two breaths, ten breaths.
When the body can no longer support it, rely on the will to support it; when the will can no longer support it, rely on the soul to support it!
A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour!
The confrontation between father and son lasted for half an hour!
Finally - Xuanyuan Yu removed his hand from Su Jue's head, the serious expression on his face no longer existed, and the ferocious light in the demonic black eyes also disappeared.
The corners of his lips curved up with a trace of satisfaction, and he said: "Yes, he is indeed my son, Xuanyuan Yu. He has a very strong spirit and has passed the test."
The power in Xuanyuan Yu's hand was immediately removed, and the dark demonic energy in his palm also disappeared.
Sujue suddenly felt that the pressure of extinction on his head was gone, and his whole body felt relaxed.
After the continuous high pressure, Su Jue's small body softened, and with a "thump", she fell to the ground.
The little guy looked like he was in shock, gasping for air, stretched out a fleshy little paw, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
He would not tell anyone that the strong sense of near-death that his father had given him just now really scared him to death.