Li Cheng glanced at Gu Sanqiu. Although he didn't speak, the meaning conveyed by his eyes was very clear: Weren't you in a hurry?
Why are you being so verbose now?
Li Cheng cleared his throat and said, "Won't we know once it's refined?"
"Besides, the previous Alliance Hierarch from the last era succeeded using a segment of a Divine Corpse; we are only using a drop of Divine Blood to refine, which might not guarantee success."
Gu Sanqiu obviously disagreed, shaking his head: "No, no, no, I'm certain that the drop of Divine Blood within this arm is much more powerful than the segment of Divine Corpse used by that predecessor!"
"This is a special kind of sensation one gets after reaching Complete cultivation at the Immortal Emperor level—you'll understand once you get there."
Li Cheng chuckled. What Gu Sanqiu referred to was actually a special perception derived from a powerful Divine Soul, able to foresee good and bad fortune and, to some extent, penetrate the workings of fate.
