"If I ask him how he did it, will he tell me?" Liu Hongzhao's lips moved slightly as she communicated with the phantom beside her; Zheng Yichen and the others couldn't detect this communication. It was some kind of spell used by the phantom, a spell of the Supreme Demon.
"Even if I told you, you couldn't learn it. There is a fundamental gap between you two. To reach his level, you must take it with your own hands."
"Take it with my own hands?" Liu Hongzhao didn't understand.
"His blood, though not nearly as potent as a Supreme Demon's, is still quite powerful. Yet blood is not that precious to him, and using his blood for training will not make you just like him." The phantom's face carried a soft, seductive smile: "While humans may appear ordinary, their sheer numbers mean there will always be a few who are very special."
