Ye Xuan's connection with the altar wasn't deep yet. The black and red in his eyes intertwined, looking very terrifying. His originally handsome appearance also had a bit of evil.
The red color was already showing signs of taking the upper hand. If Ye Xuan completely lost his mind, his eyes would probably turn red. At that time, even the gods would not be able to separate Ye Xuan from the altar.
Fortunately, Qian Yuan had Shen Changling with him. With his previous experience, he immediately spilled the dragon blood. The dragon blood was different from ordinary blood. It contained his life force and essence, and every loss would cause a certain amount of damage to his body.
However, Qian Yuan's face turned pale. "How could this be?"
Previously, his dragon blood still had an effect on the altar and would be absorbed very quickly. Now, the dragon blood was flowing on the ground, but the altar had no reaction at all.
