As Shi Dali spoke, he took out another origin-returning ball. Just like before, he dripped his blood on it first.
Yun chujiu knew very well that 80% of the explosion of the origin-returning ball had something to do with her blood. It seemed that she had to think of a way or else it would explode again.
Thus, when she dripped her blood this time, she used the cover of her sleeve to mix in more than half a drop of water, diluting the concentration of the blood.
Then, she saw that the sect-returning ball seemed to have suffered a stroke. It kept trembling, scaring everyone into hurriedly retreating. They thought that the sect-returning ball was going to explode again.
Fortunately, the sect-returning ball stopped trembling after shaking for a while. The two drops of blood inside also melted into one drop.
Yun chujiu took a few steps forward and stared fixedly at the sect-returning ball.
