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"Is this the blood of the Witch Ancestor?"
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Inside Shi Xiaole's body, eighty percent of the essence of Witch Blood had gathered together, forming a drop of blood thick like a black diamond, not only dull on the surface but seemingly capable of swallowing light.
As Shi Xiaole's thoughts moved, this drop of blood flowed unrestrainedly throughout his body, and where the Vigorous Air passed, it would automatically part.
Buzz!
Suddenly.
The drop of the Witch Ancestor's blood surged into the crystal Demon Bone and disappeared. Faintly, the crystal Demon Bone seemed to undergo subtle changes.
"Could it be that the Demon Bone needs to be nourished with the blood of the Witch Ancestor?"
Shi Xiaole had a preposterous thought.
Fortunately, he had mastered the eighth level of the "Wizard Scroll" quite skillfully. A day later, the eighty percent blood converted back into Witch Blood, and before long, a second drop of the Witch Ancestor's blood was born and absorbed again.
