The three cups of Divine Blood were each the color of amber, surging endlessly within their cups. Even from far away, one could sense the powerful vitality contained within them.
Even the blood of a Worldly Detachment Realm martial artist could form a tiger from a single drop and be refined into pills. The medicinal properties contained within a Sub-God Realm expert's blood were billions of times stronger than those in the blood of a Worldly Detachment Realm martial artist. This showed just how potent the medicinal properties within these three cups of blood were.
To prevent the divinity within this Sub-God blood from leaking away, the three cups Heart Demon had taken out were all High-Grade Supreme Weapons.
A single drop of a Sub-God's blood was nearly equivalent to a Sub-God incarnation. Only three High-Grade Supreme Weapons could bear the blood of a Sub-God.
Ning Xiaochuan's expression did not change. He glanced at the three cups of Sub-God blood before him, then looked toward Heart Demon.
Of course, he knew that whether it was the Sub-Gods carrying the sedan earlier or these three cups of Sub-God blood now, Heart Demon was merely showing off before him.
Naturally, aside from flaunting his power, Heart Demon also wanted to use this method to make Ning Xiaochuan submit.
An unparalleled powerhouse who used Sub-Gods as sedan bearers and could casually drink the blood of hostile Sub-Gods like wine would indeed make people submit from the bottom of their hearts.
But this move had no effect whatsoever on Ning Xiaochuan. He had seen powerhouses stronger and more domineering than Heart Demon, so Heart Demon's little tricks naturally could not shake his resolve.
"Then I shall accept it with thanks."
Ning Xiaochuan swept his gaze over Heart Demon, lifted the cup before him, and