The Ten Thousand Year Flood Dragon roared madly for a while longer, as if trying to threaten the souls trapped within its Sea of Consciousness. It used various methods to brutally suppress those restless spirits, but at the same time, it knew the human was telling the truth.
'If I can't solve this problem, there's really no point in worrying about the Heavenly Might.'
At this thought, the Ten Thousand Year Flood Dragon returned to its human form. One hand frantically rubbed its head as it fixed Ling Xiao with a vicious glare and roared, "Human, you win! But if you dare trick me, I won't spare you!"
Ling Xiao's Sea of Consciousness was also in chaos. Truth be told, his injuries were far more severe than the Ten Thousand Year Flood Dragon's. The only difference was that the Flood Dragon hadn't been able to hide its pain, while he… had.
A faint smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face as he completely ignored the immense pain wracking his body. "Alright then," he said. "First, the blood."
