As the last streak of blood-red light entered its body, the colossal figure of the battlefield phantom, once blurry and indistinct, rapidly solidified at a visible rate.
A force of blood and vitality far more terrifying than before spread out from the shattered battlefield.
Its blood-energy rippled like raging waves crashing against the shore.
With a mere surge, it made everyone present sway slightly, while the True Yuan and Demonic Essence within them were affected to varying degrees.
Su Shi'er narrowed his eyes and immediately activated Chan Ding Nine Heavens, steadying his mind.
But before anyone could regain their footing, waves of humming suddenly rang out from their bodies.
Su Shi'er's expression shifted slightly. With a turn of his palm, the few drops of Ancient God Essence Blood he had collected earlier swiftly appeared above it.
The instant the essence blood appeared, it began to tremble violently.
From every drop of essence blood, a thread of blood energy as fine as a hair shot forth, pointing from afar toward the colossal phantom above the shattered battlefield.
It was not only Su Shi'er.
The same change occurred to Kong Yue, Wu Changdeng, and several experts of the Kuafu Clan.
One storage artifact after another flickered uncertainly.
The Ancient God Essence Blood within them that had not yet been completely sealed away broke free of the spatial restrictions of the storage artifacts against all control, turning into specks of blood-red light as they flew toward the shattered battlefield.
"What's going on?"
"This Ancient God Essence Blood can actually fly away on its own?"
Amid the startled cries, several Wu Clan cultivators hurriedly circulated their cultivation, trying to forcibly retain the Ancient God Essence Blood.
Yet within the essence blood lay an incomparably astonishing battle intent.
The harder they circulated their cultivation, the