The aura was released, and the Giant Sen Ran didn't dare to move at all. The aura within Ling Tianyu's body was something even the Desolate Wilderness Immortal Emperor couldn't withstand, let alone these ordinary little creatures.
Ling Tianyu squatted in front of a Giant Sen Ran, watching its shivering body. He controlled his aura very well, too much and it wouldn't survive, it had to be just right.
After all, he couldn't hurt the innocent.
"I need a bit of your blood." Ling Tianyu took out a porcelain bowl and had a dagger in his hand. Looking at the head of the Giant Sen Ran, he sent a thought, and it obediently opened its mouth.
Disobedience was not an option. Although it was an animal, it had some intelligence. Disobedience meant death—no fool would choose that path.
Ling Tianyu gently made a small cut on the upper part of its mouth with the dagger, about the size of three sesame seeds, collecting three drops of blood.
