"By the way, we came to the Nine Nether Yellow Springs to find the Yellow Springs Blood Crystal. Do you know where we can find it?" Xiao Yan asked Yao Ming with a smile.
"The Yellow Springs Blood Crystal is exceedingly rare even at the Bottom of the Yellow Springs. Generally speaking, it takes nearly a thousand years for a piece the size of a palm to form."
Yao Ming said, "I have already devoured all such things over these past few centuries."
As he spoke, his gaze turned toward Wei Yang.
Wei Yang nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Xiao Yan is my junior brother. We are as close as brothers. You should grow closer to him in the future."
Upon hearing this, Yao Ming immediately understood.
The hidden meaning in his master's words was: Xiao Yan was truly one of their own. Whatever he needed, Yao Ming could provide it.
Thus, Yao Ming suddenly opened his mouth, and a streak of blood-red light shot out, finally hovering before Xiao Yan.
Looking closely, it was a blood-red crystal roughly the size of a fist.
Within the crystal, it seemed as though endless blood was flowing. It looked especially eerie.
"So this is the Yellow Springs Blood Crystal?"
Looking at the blood crystal that gave off a strange aura, a flash of delight appeared on Xiao Yan's face as he spoke softly.
Wei Yang also gave it a curious glance.
Xiao Yan reached out and caught the blood-red crystal floating before him.
The instant the crystal landed in his hand, an incomparably terrifying icy force rapidly spread up from his palm. In the blink of an eye, it froze Xiao Yan's entire arm.
"It really is the Yellow Springs Blood Crystal. This icy force truly is terrifying!" Seeing this,