However, this will be the last time.
It is now just a very tough yet delicious snack.
Immortal Lord tightens his grip on the hilt of the sword, holding the struggling yet powerless dragon blood in his palm, like ice crystals slowly climbing up the hilt.
Starting from the hilt, the dark blue dragon blood gradually coats the blade, as if a frosty snake is slowly swallowing the blade. It's like some kind of moss growing on the bright and moist blade.
Furthermore, they are trying hard to pierce downwards, hoping to infiltrate into the blade, and some of them have already succeeded.
The trembling of the Heart-cutting Liuli is getting weaker, and dragon frost gradually envelops the entire blade.
Yet, the sharp dragon frost crystal is having a hard time piercing down deeper after penetrating the surface layer.
With a gentle shake by the Immortal Lord, the ice crystals fall off, revealing the blade invaded by dark blue lines, like twisted parasites.