The strange seal, which was like the strings of blood, connected something to them. As they spread from his palms, the red lights wrapped around the strings.
"These are the strings of my blood. When I inject my blood inside the strings and plant one of these strings inside someone's heart, that person will become my person. As long as that person thinks of betraying me, I can immediately punish him." Huang Donghai seemed to notice their doubts, so he explained patiently. He seemed to calm down, and his eyes were not as red as before.
"Are these the spells, or some kind of artifact tool?" Shenlian Yingyue fixed her eyes on the strings of blood that were as tiny as the threads.
