Ever since acquiring the Blood Seed, Yang Zhen had felt restless. He couldn't shake off the feeling that the Blood Seed was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
Unlike the transparent green seed in his mind, the Blood Seed felt different. When Yang Zhen first received the green seed, he felt a hint of life from it. However, when he got the Blood Seed, his Spirit Soul felt a sense of trepidation.
As a descendant of humans, human beings have a powerful destiny between heaven and earth. There are hardly any creatures that trigger a sense of facing a natural enemy and make one's Spirit Soul tremble.
Yet, it was something Yang Zhen had distinctly felt. It was the reason why he had lost interest and almost forgotten about the Blood Seed after he received it.
