Dragon Ancestor Lord, Xuan He
Ling Xiaoxiao and Xuan Chen watched his actions, and excitement began to stir in their hearts. Could this really work?
Bi Fan stood where he was, unconsciously closing his eyes. The dark red blood slowly wound around the bones and flowed over their purple-gold surface, lending them an eerie quality.
Just as he was dazed and unsure what to do, a faint ripple came from the bones. A gentle breeze brushed past, and the next moment, it was as if every bit of strength had been drained from his body. He collapsed to the ground, utterly weak.
After all his strength had been drained away, Bi Fan was completely stunned.
What was going on? In the blink of an eye, he had gone from a cultivator of considerable ability to an ordinary man who couldn't even lift a chicken. Even his Sea of Soul was a blank slate, with no trace of cultivation at all.
He slumped on the ground, mumbling to himself. Wasn't he trying to absorb the Dragon Clan Essence Blood? If he couldn't absorb it, fine, but how had he lost his entire cultivation as well? What in the world was going on?
He turned to look at Ling Xiaoxiao, only to find that her aura had also grown extremely weak, just like his. Her condition was still somewhat better, though. Her face was deathly pale, but she could just barely remain standing, her gaze fixed on the bones before her, wavering and unfocused.
Xuan Chen's figure beside them had also grown extremely faint. The state of Bi Fan's Sea of Soul was the key factor determining Xuan Chen's condition.
After nearly all the strength had been drawn from both of them, the purple-gold bones finally began to change.
As the two