"Bai Zhi, Xuan Taiqing, the two of you stay for a while."
The Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise, the three clans were just about to leave, but Mi Tian suddenly said.
Bai Zhi and Xuan Taiqing's hearts tightened, immediately having a foreboding premonition.
Luan Qinghe let out a sigh of relief and did not care to look at the other two, directly slipping away.
"P-Progenitor Mi Tian, I wonder what you're keeping the two of us behind for?" Bai Zhi clenched his teeth and asked.
"Oh, it's nothing, just asking a drop of blood essence from each of you." Mi Tian said nonchalantly.
Bai Zhi was stupefied and said, "Progenitor, that's overboard!"
A drop of blood essence was naturally nothing to a Hegemon Realm powerhouse.
But, to the true spirit race, this was a true spirit.
Each true spirit race had very strict control over blood essence, especially heaven qian grade bloodline.
