Su Shi'er nodded slightly but said nothing.
His gaze passed over the others and settled on Pan Cangheng.
At this moment, dozens of drops of Ancient God Essence Blood floated in Pan Cangheng's hand as well.
Compared to the others, the essence blood in his possession was being drawn far more violently.
Blood qi churned within them, as though they might explode at any moment.
"Great Elder!"
Seeing this, Pan Yue hurriedly called out in warning.
As he spoke, the blood qi around him surged, and he was about to step forward to help.
But before he could move, Pan Cangheng suddenly gave a light wave of his hand.
Then, he actually dispersed the blood qi surrounding the Ancient God Essence Blood.
Freed from its restraints, more than ten drops of Ancient God Essence Blood shot into the sky at once.
"Great Elder, that's Ancient God Essence Blood!" Pan Yue cried out in alarm.
"These drops of essence blood contain the remnants of our ancestor's fighting intent. Since they have answered our ancestor's summons, they should be returned to our ancestor!"
Pan Cangheng's voice rang out, his gaze fixed all the while upon the shattered battle platform.
A faint glimmer of tears flickered in his clouded eyes.
After absorbing a vast amount of Ancient God Essence Blood, the enormous phantom atop the battle platform finally solidified completely.
Its once-indistinct face also revealed clear contours at this moment.
Its brows were like silkworms at rest, its eyes tightly shut.
Savage scars crisscrossed its resolute face, every one of them deep enough to expose bone.
The most severe wound stretched from its left shoulder all the way to its waist and abdomen, nearly tearing its entire body apart on a diagonal.
Yet despite such grievous injuries, the giant still stood perfectly straight.