Transformed into Ye Xiao, a disciple of the Xingtian tribe's shaman clan, he sat cross-legged on the stone steps of Pangu Palace to absorb the blood of the ancestral gods. After hundreds of years of practicing Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, the breakthrough into the realm of witchcraft is imminent. Xing Tian took his clan members out to set up defenses. Before leaving, he looked back at me and said nothing. I closed my eyes and continued to swallow the blood. In the cold wind outside the hall, handsome witches could be heard whispering about why one person was missing. I moved my numb knees, and the breakthrough energy was surging in my meridians. The remaining blood in the hall became a little thicker, and I clenched my fists to suppress the momentum. This technique can still squeeze out something more, so don't worry about it for a while. The sound of wind outside the hall gradually faded away, and I closed my eyes again and took in my breath.
