With a light wave of Jiang Yun's hand, two clusters of Emperor Blood streaked into Zhulong and Bull Demon.
The Emperor Blood had condensed from Dao Ancestor Gui Du's lifetime of essence. Though it amounted to only a few drops, the energy within was enough to make heaven and earth change color.
To the two of them, it was a supreme treasure.
Zhulong and Bull Demon felt a scorching, boundless power surge into their meridians. Wherever it passed, countless truths of the Grand Dao seemed to explode beside their ears.
Their faces flushed crimson, and the energy around them fell into disarray. They hurriedly sat cross-legged and circulated their techniques, devoting everything to refining this heaven-sent opportunity.
Flames surged around Zhulong, and golden patterns spread across his scarlet dragon scales.
Bull Demon's body continued to swell. Mysterious runes wound around his horns, and a faint golden gleam appeared within his ghostly green demonic fire.
Jiang Yun stood nearby, quietly watching them refine the Emperor Blood.
His expression was calm, but the light of calculation flickered in his eyes.
To him, Zhulong and Bull Demon were more than loyal subordinates. They were vital pieces for disrupting the Weird Clan's plans in the future.
The stronger they became, the more cards Jiang Yun held. Whether he faced hostile forces in the Underworld or the approaching Grand Sacrifice of the Weird Clan, he would stand on firmer ground.
"Drawing in the prodigies of All Heavens alone is nowhere near enough."
Jiang Yun murmured to himself. The Dao flame around him became ten thousand runes, tracing mysterious designs through the void. "Only confidants I've raised with my own hands can truly be trusted to guard my back."
In this Dark World, where undercurrents surged and danger lurked on every side, he had to build