The aura emanating from these two iron cages was immensely powerful.
But Jun Xiaoyao directly ignored one of them and looked at the other.
"Such a formidable bloodline power," Jun Xiaoyao was somewhat surprised.
His standards were very high; he wouldn't even glance at ordinary geniuses.
Having great strength was secondary; the most important thing was potential for growth.
For example, a fourteen-year-old prodigy at the Unity Realm compared to a hundreds-of-years-old expert at the Divine Fire Realm.
Jun Xiaoyao would choose the former without hesitation.
Potential is more important than strength.
And now, in Jun Xiaoyao's perception, the being in one of the iron cages contained an immense bloodline power.
It was like a burning sun.
In contrast, the aura in the other iron cage, although incredibly powerful and carrying a chilling murderous intent, had nothing particularly special.
