What Does "a Drop" of Essence Blood Look Like?

An unknown icy world.

The biting wind, like the mournful howl of a vengeful spirit, relentlessly swept across the heavens and earth. As far as the eye could see, there was only a vast expanse of deathly white. The boundless ice field resembled a giant tombstone, burying all life.

In this pure white world, strangely, various colors of mysterious ice grow—blue, black, green—

They seem to possess life, sometimes growing wildly and piercing through the ice; other times they melt away silently without warning, as if they had never existed, leaving only a smooth, mirror-like ice surface.

This change repeats itself cyclically, like a certain breathing rhythm.

Snowflakes began to fall from the sky, carried by the gale, like countless cold blades cutting through everything above the ground on the ice field.

On the outskirts of the ice field, a human team is trudging through this extreme environment, and exhaustion and fear have caused their internal conflicts to erupt completely.

"If it weren't for you, you bastard, insisting on venturing into the forbidden zone—we wouldn't be in this situation! Our brothers are all dead! All of them are dead!"

A middle-aged man with bloodstains on his face and bloodshot eyes roared at the only young man in the group who was still dressed in fine clothes.

The young man showed no remorse, but rather an air of condescending indifference. "Shut up! Don't forget, your entire army, including your lives, were bought by our family long ago! To die in battle to achieve my goals is your honor!"

He casually tossed a translucent object radiating extreme cold into his hand.

"With this ice marrow, my command will be enhanced once again! Then your legion's numbers will increase significantly. Their sacrifice was worthwhile!"

Just as he was lost in his fantasies about the future, the leader at the front of the group suddenly let out a terrified scream, "Oh no! This—the ice here—the color is wrong! We've strayed into his territory!!!"

However, his warning came too late.

Almost the instant his words fell, the air around them seemed to freeze. The next moment, a large expanse of twisted, pitch-black threads appeared, as if they were seeping directly from the void, or as if they had been hidden there all along.

They appeared silently, forming a huge, ever-shrinking cage that completely surrounded the entire group!

They were given no time to react, struggle, or even utter a final cry.

Those black lines moved! Faster than the limits of visual perception!

Pfft! Sizzle!

Amidst the sickeningly subtle sounds, every team member, whether it was the roaring middle-aged man or the terrified young nobleman, was instantly pierced, Entanglement, and enveloped by countless black lines, like insects being swarmed by countless spiders at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, they were wrapped up like writhing, pitch-black "mummies."

The ice marrow slipped from the boy's stiff hand, fell onto the ice with a crisp sound, and was immediately swallowed up by the surging black lines.

After a brief period of movement, the ice field returned to its deathly stillness. The black "cocoons" stood silently in the wind and snow, quickly covered by falling snow, becoming a new and insignificant decoration on this ice field.

"----Wake up----"

"----Find----him----"

Deep within the icy plains, a faint, desolate will stirred with a slight ripple. But the fluctuation was too weak; it vanished instantly into the eternal, chilling wind.

Within Huo Yuhao's mental world.

"Huo Yuhao." The Guardian Mirror ' voice carried obvious doubt.

"Are you sure what that old dragon down there said is true? You really want to take that little girl Zi Yan down there?"

Huo Yuhao responded, "I can clearly sense his concern and guilt towards Zi Yan. It shouldn't be fake. But—"

He then changed the subject. "To be on the safe side, we should still make some preparations in advance."

"Senior Zhukun, I plan to take this drop of your essence blood back to the surface first, so that Zi Yan can identify it herself." Huo Yuhao turned to Zhukun and said, "If she confirms this bloodline connection and is willing, I will bring her down to see you."

Upon hearing this, Zhukun rubbed his hands together nervously, his dignified face revealing obvious tension and unease. He nodded repeatedly, saying, "Alright, alright! It's only right, it's only right! It's good for her to identify it! We need to confirm it—thank you!" His eyes were filled with gratitude as he looked at Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao nodded and carefully put away the extremely precious drop of Dragon Emperor Essence Blood.

Then, he turned and flew rapidly toward the edge of this dark space. In a few flashes, he had reached the boundary of the space.

However, just as he was about to touch the distorted spatial barrier, Huo Yuhao suddenly stopped, hovering in mid-air, seemingly hesitant.

Zhukun, standing behind, was taken aback, his golden dragon eyes filled with doubt. "Is there anything else?"

He watched Huo Yuhao's retreating figure, then suddenly slammed his fist into his palm, a look of sudden realization on his face. "Oh, right! Look at my memory! I already promised to give you this drop of essence blood! How about this, I'll give you a little more!"

Before he could finish speaking, the His Majesty the Dragon Emperor, with his exceptionally strong will, gave Huo Yuhao no chance to explain.

In the blink of an eye, he squeezed out another "drop" of essence blood and sent it to Huo Yuhao's side.

It was a ball of essence blood the size of a human head, which floated leisurely in front of Huo Yuhao, radiating energy fluctuations like the sun.

The immense pressure of that energy made even Huo Yuhao's Divine Sense Clone feel unstable!

Huo Yuhao stared at the mass of essence blood before him, enough to drive the entire Battle Qi Continent mad, and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but ask, "Senior Zhukun —are you alright?"

Zhukun, however, waved his hand dismissively and said generously, "No need to worry! For someone of my level, my body has already achieved perfect harmony, and there's no longer any difference between ordinary blood and essence blood! This little bit isn't even as much as I lose when I have a nosebleed! Use it as you like, don't be shy."

Huo Yuhao remained silent for several seconds, looking into Zhukun's sincere eyes, before finally carefully putting away the "essence blood".

Then, Huo Yuhao looked at Zhukun and revealed his true purpose. "Senior, what I want to say is—with the strength of my clone, it would take at least several days to fly back to the surface from this depths of the earth. Therefore, I would like to ask you to send me up."

"Ah? I see!" A look of embarrassment and realization flashed across Zhukun's face, and he scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

"No problem! Leave it to me! Although that damned blockade prevents my main body from leaving, briefly projecting my power to someone is a piece of cake!"

Having said that, seemingly to make up for the awkwardness just now, Zhukun suddenly waved his hand!

Boom!!!

A massive torrent of purplish-gold Dou Qi qi precisely enveloped Huo Yuhao's Divine Sense Clone, and then surged upwards with an irresistible and terrifying momentum!

"Wait--" Huo Yuhao didn't even have time to utter a complete word before he felt as if he had been stuffed into a rocket that was firing at full speed!

Call out!!!

With the "slight" help of Zhukun, Huo Yuhao's Divine Sense Clone soared upwards at an unimaginable speed!

In the blink of an eye, it broke through the multiple spatial blockades set up by Huo Yuhao's main body at the bottom of the Blazing Sky Qi Refining Tower with unstoppable momentum!

"Shouldn't they have used spatial power to send me out?"