Golden Scale Venerate said without hesitation: "It's rumored that among the nine Ancient Saints, one is from the Demon Race."
"The Ten Thousand Spirits Ancestor Blood is his essence blood!"
"This blood is sealed in an independent space, elusive and difficult to capture."
"To this day, no one has discovered the technique to capture it, relying solely on luck."
Ah?
Jiang Fan gasped. The so-called Ten Thousand Spirits Ancestor Blood turned out to be the blood of an Ancient Saint?
No wonder both Golden Scale and Black Dragon Venerables were helpless before it!
The blood of an Ancient Saint is indeed not something ordinary beings can easily control.
In that case, he felt even more hopeless.
Not long after.
Reinforcements from various states and the meritorious Demons gathered in front of the collapsed hall.
Golden Scale Venerate raised his hand, and a sheet of crystals appeared before him.
