"Roar!"
Huang Tianqi was immensely furious, filled with unwillingness.
He fought back with all his strength and struggled desperately, even at the cost of unleashing all his blood essence, attempting to resist Chu Xisheng's sword intent.
But the next moment, he spat blood from his mouth and nose, and his entire hundred-zhang tall body knelt down like a collapsing mountain.
"Very good!"
A gleam flashed in Chu Xisheng's eyes as he retrieved a bright white spirit stone from his sleeve, tossing it in front of Huang Tianqi. He then slowly drew out the Heavenly Justice Blade from his waist, "Your will is indeed extraordinary! The Third Grade Secret Medicine refined from your blood should be of excellent quality."
At first, Huang Tianqi was puzzled, but then his pupils dilated with rage, filled with disbelief.
This Chu Xisheng, this brat, actually intended to use his blood to refine a Third Grade Secret Medicine?
