Thus... the heads of the five great families kept a low profile, their "strength" deeply embedded in people's hearts, yet the abilities they possessed, and their true power, gradually receded into the background.
In Bai Xiaochi's palm, a flickering thread of blood condensed.
He took out a test tube from his bosom and collected the long-frozen blood, whispering softly, "There's no need to be astonished, 'Bright Shadow' isn't some heaven-defying ability... compared to your Thunder Realm Walker, its power is still too frail."
"Is it blood manipulation?"
Bai Xiu crouched down, his hand stroking the thick ice. He couldn't comprehend how that thread of blood was extracted.
Several days had passed since he left the Frozen Prairie Ice Lake. Given the harsh climate of the Tundra, not a drop of blood, let alone a whole body, could survive a day's blast without freezing into icy fragments and shattering completely.
"You've guessed half right, it's a small branch of the 'Trait Series'."
