The space around those three drops of golden blood twisted faintly, as though it could barely withstand the pressure emanating from them.
These were Ye Lin's heart's blood, his source essence blood. Any one drop of it, if it fell into a lower realm, would be an absolute holy relic.
A single drop of essence blood could even forcibly bring about a resurgence of spiritual energy in a world trapped in the Age of Dharma Decline.
Such was the blood of a True Immortal. One drop of essence blood was a supreme medicinal treasure.
"You..."
Shen Junxue, pale-faced in the distance, was deeply shaken when she saw what Ye Lin had done, for she recognized the blood in his hand as heart's source essence blood.
This blood was the foundation of all living things.
"The reason these two strands of Xuanmiao aura cannot merge is entirely because they lack one thing. And what they lack is this."
Ye Lin's entire body trembled, his face deathly pale as he spoke weakly.
Having lost three drops of heart's source essence blood, it was as though his body had been hollowed out. Half the power of his origin within him vanished at once, and his cultivation immediately fell to the early stage of True Immortal.
And his aura was still continuously declining.
If this continued, Ye Lin feared he would not even be able to retain his position as a True Immortal.
"Why are you so certain?"
Seeing Ye Lin in such a state, Shen Junxue frowned.
Ye Lin was now weak beyond measure. If she attacked at this moment, she would certainly be able to kill him in a single blow.
Yet she was still curious why Ye Lin knew this. After all, even her father had not known of this matter.