In the Dragon Stele's main space, Bai Yang looked at the World Beast blood floating in the air, his heart brimming with joy.
This time, his greatest objective had already been achieved.
"Compared to a sixth-stage World Beast, a first-stage one should have the same blood, at least judging by appearances."
This substance formed from the power of a World Beast could not be touched by any divine power.
Otherwise, they would cancel each other out and vanish completely.
At this moment, the Dragon Stele was swaying within the Ten Thousand Waves Water Region and had not flown far at all.
Unfortunately, not a single World Beast had pursued them. Otherwise, Bai Yang would not have minded obtaining a few more samples.
He carefully examined this seemingly black...