Golden Crow True Blood had long since spread throughout the Revivalists, providing every Revivalist with immense vitality and resistance to high temperatures.
At this moment, Wei He extended both hands and, as delicately as a surgeon's scalpel, manipulated psychic energy into invisible blades, cutting apart the golden True Blood before him. A single pass could divide it into tens of thousands of portions.
With each cut of the blades, layer after layer of gold was gradually stripped away from the True Blood.
About three hours slowly passed.
Wei He suddenly paused.
Starting with portions the size of sesame seeds, he placed the separated True Blood into a spherical miniature instrument.
A few seconds later, the instrument opened, and another portion of True Blood of the same size flew inside.
Then the previous process was repeated.
Wei He once again added minute quantities of True Blood, again and again.
Until the Golden Crow True Blood reached the size of a mung bean.
Hiss!!
A ring of invisible flame suddenly ignited around the spherical instrument.
"Just as expected. Once the True Blood reaches a certain concentration, it triggers this peculiar phenomenon."
Wei He had actually discovered this long ago.
Ever since obtaining the Golden Crow bloodline, whenever he cast a psychic art, it naturally received an amplification in temperature.
Moreover, without any expenditure at all, he could control any flame below five thousand degrees with a mere thought.
It was precisely this costless control over fire that had stirred Wei He's curiosity.
Thus, he began conducting constant research and tests.
Now, he had finally made a discovery.
"When the amount of True Blood at its initial concentration reaches nine grams, an authority effect appears."
Wei He entered the term "authority" into his personal terminal, while also transmitting the corresponding test data into