He Wushuang gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the agitation in his heart.
After remaining silent for a long while, a look of resolve appeared on his face.
Immediately afterward, he took a palm-sized, exquisite porcelain bottle from his storage ring.
The porcelain bottle had been carved from Myriad Year Warm Jade. Complex Immortal Patterns were engraved across its surface, and it radiated a faint Immortal Dao Aura. It was clearly no ordinary object.
"I can only use this drop of Immortal King Essence Blood."
He Wushuang muttered under his breath, his expression exceedingly grim and his eyes filled with anguish.
"Otherwise, I won't be able to purge this Power of Samsara within ten thousand years. With my Dao Foundation damaged, everything will turn to bubbles."
This drop of Immortal King Essence Blood had been refined by the Immortal King ancestor of the He Clan at the cost of his own origin and bestowed upon He Wushuang as one of his most powerful life-saving trump cards.
Originally, he had planned to use it when attempting to reach the Perfected Immortal Perfection Realm, relying on the origin power within the Immortal King Essence Blood to break through his bottleneck.
But the situation was critical now, so he had no choice but to use it ahead of time.
Without hesitating any longer, He Wushuang pulled out the bottle stopper.
In an instant, a vast and mighty Immortal King aura erupted, transforming into a golden pillar of light that shot straight toward the ceiling of the secluded chamber!
Within the pillar of light, a drop of crimson-gold essence blood slowly floated. It contained pure Immortal King Origin, and with every beat, it seemed to resonate with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth!
He opened his mouth, and the Immortal King Essence Blood