Dozens of Jade Pearls, from large to small, float in a row in the air.
As large as a fist, as small as a grain of rice.
Chu Zhiyuan's gaze fell on that rice-sized Jade Pearl.
The Elephant Beast also stared at the smallest bead and asked, "Will it work?"
"Not sure." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.
Even though it was such a tiny Jade Pearl, he did not dare underestimate it.
Divine Blood cannot be judged by common logic; although small as a grain of rice, the inherent Golden Light is no different from the fist-sized Jade Pearl.
Chu Zhiyuan faintly guessed something.
These Divine Blood seem to be not carriers of power but keys, or gateways.
So Divine Blood isn't about quantity but presence.
As long as you have it, even a little bit, even an insignificant trace, can open the gateway to power.
Therefore, cutting this Divine Blood Pearl smaller might not be effective.
He did not know whether his guess was correct, but if true, it would be even more dangerous.
