At present, Han Ye had practiced the Mountain Shaking Five Elements Gang to a point between mastery and perfection. By overlapping both palms, he could unleash double the power and strike a nine-inch deep palm print.
A single strike of this hand combined the power of nine palms.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he opened the jade bottle containing the Demi-Immortal Blood and cradled it in his hands.
"Just refining a single drop of the Demi-Immortal Blood should be enough to initiate a corporeal metamorphosis."
Han Ye removed the bottle's lid and with a wave of his hand, a scarlet drop of Demi-Immortal Blood flew out, radiating a crimson light like a miniature red sun hovering over his palm.
His magic power surged, spewing out from his palm and enveloping the drop of demi-immortal blood.
"Swoosh"
The Demi-Immortal Blood immediately dispersed into a meter-long blood-red serpent, winging around Han Ye playfully.
