"The legendary Qilin blood, possessing the power to augment one's blood, this fortuitous encounter must not be wasted!" Ye Wudao's pupils shot out a gleam of light as he resolutely jumped into the Qilin blood pool.
"Ah!"
No sooner had Ye Wudao entered the blood pool than he felt a searing, stabbing pain all over his body!
The tyranny of Qilin blood was far superior to that of Dragon Blood!
"Master, how are you feeling?" the little blood Qilin asked with concern.
"It's nothing..." Ye Wudao endured the pain, allowing his body to soak in the Qilin blood pool.
The scalding Qilin blood was like the flames of hell, furiously scorching Ye Wudao's body. Ordinary pseudo-saints would not dare to venture into such danger, let alone a battle-saint of great power.
"Ah!" Ye Wudao couldn't help but cry out in pain.
"My body has been baptized by Dragon Blood and is incredibly strong, but I didn't expect it still can't withstand the tyranny of Qilin blood!" Ye Wudao said gravely.
