The East Abyss slightly frowned as he spoke, his right side of the face, delicate as a celestial being, suddenly twisted and changed.
A look of confusion and pain appeared in the eyes of the East Abyss, and he suddenly waved his hand, slashing open half of his neck, causing a large amount of golden divine blood to spray out.
At this moment, the golden divine blood ignited without fire, transforming into a mass of crimson gold flames that burned fiercely.
Yet the blood could not be entirely burned away, leaving behind a fingertip-sized droplet suspended in the void, which no matter how the crimson-gold flames burned, could not be extinguished.
After focusing his divine sense on it for a moment, the East Abyss shook his head slightly, and with a gentle sweep of his sleeve, sent that droplet of crimson-gold blood flying toward the void ahead, traveling tens of thousands of miles away.
