A drop of blood was mysteriously squeezed out and Lu Shaodan didn't even feel a hint of pain. She stroked her finger and, looking at Ahqing in amazement, thought: Grandfather said the ways of the Mystical Sect are unfathomable, and indeed, he was right...
The Spiritual Power Ball squeezed Lu Shaodan's drop of blood from all directions as if it were a solid object, gently pushing it directly in front of Ahqing.
Ahqing placed it in front of himself and silently released the spiritual constraints.
At that moment, something seemed to have been sensed! It could have been the scent or something else... because the tentacle suddenly quivered, instantly pointing in Ahqing's direction!
However, it paused only for a half-moment before collapsing back onto the ground, slowly realigning itself towards Lu Mingxia.
