But the Ancestral Essence Blood, usually so obedient to his commands, was now sluggish, as if hindered. The transformation was abnormally slow.
The outstretched blood threads reluctantly retracted back.
Zhang Rongfang's expression turned grave.
He focused his mind once again.
Invisible ripples emanated from his body, resonating in a peculiar manner with all the blood around Zhang Zhenhai.
After repeating this several times, the blood threads finally returned to Zhang Zhenhai's body. Everything was calm again.
Zhang Rongfang sighed softly. He had previously thought Zhang Zhenhai was alright, and even after checking his body, everything seemed normal. He didn't expect a new anomaly to appear now.
