After flinging away the green blood, Jiang Ping An immediately retreated, his face full of vigilance.
He had no idea what was wrong with that drop of green blood.
But just now, his consciousness had fallen into a brief daze.
That drop of blood could affect his consciousness, deliberately luring him into swallowing it!
His cautious nature told him that there was absolutely something wrong with this drop of green blood!
Jiang Ping An immediately unleashed the Primordial Dao Domain and sealed the drop of blood.
He could not shake the feeling that the blood was strange. It was best not to touch it for now; he would study it after the assessment ended.
Jiang Ping An focused on recovering his body.
His injuries this time were rather severe. He might not even recover before the assessment ended.
Elsewhere, in a prison mine tunnel.
A group of Lord God Realm experts had gathered together.
If Jiang Ping An were here, he would certainly recognize them. These Lord Gods were all among the group that had escaped from prison with Zhuo Shan!
At this moment, their eyes were vacant, as though they had lost consciousness.
They stood blankly around a mysterious figure.
And the mysterious figure at the center was precisely the one who had given Zhuo Shan the green blood.
"It seems one drop of blood is missing, but it doesn't matter. I'll retrieve it later."
The mysterious figure formed seals with both hands, unknown incantations spilling from his lips as ancient green Sacred Dao runes emerged beneath his feet.
Those green Sacred Dao runes enveloped the many Lord Gods.
Before long, the bodies of the mysterious figure and those Lord Gods began to dissolve, turning into writhing flesh and blood that surged together.
An eerie radiance illuminated the dim