That golden blood was True Dragon Essence Blood—True Dragon Essence Blood infinitely close to that of a Five-Clawed True Dragon.
In fact, one only had to look at the enormous fleshy protrusion in the center of the Jade Scale Dragon King's true body's abdomen to know that he was just one step away from becoming a Five-Clawed True Dragon.
Such True Dragon Essence Blood was incomparably precious.
Compared to it, the blood Ye Zhen had previously collected from the Jade Scale Dragon King's beloved son, Ao Zheng, was worlds apart, even though it too was True Dragon Essence Blood.
A jin of Ao Zheng's True Dragon Essence Blood might not even be as effective as a single drop of his father, the Jade Scale Dragon King's.
Leaving aside everything else, the True Dragon Essence Blood in the Jade Scale Dragon King's body had been tempered for at least tens of thousands of years. Every drop contained boundless essence.
It could be said that every single drop of this essence blood was a treasure.
Not a single drop of such treasure could be wasted.
Seeing this, Ye Zhen's shoulders shook, and six Mirage Clones abruptly materialized. Each clone carried a huge wooden bucket. With a flicker of his divine sense and a slight spread of his five fingers, the golden fresh blood spraying from the Jade Scale Dragon King's neck cavity seemed to be guided by an invisible hand, falling with flawless precision into the massive buckets carried by the Mirage Clones.
Ye Zhen did not waste even a drop of the True Dragon Essence Blood spraying from the giant hand inside the Jade Scale Dragon King's head.
At that very instant, a dragon-shaped illusion suddenly flew out of the Jade Scale Dragon King's severed head. The moment it emerged, it