In the spacious hall, Mo Heng kept his eyes on the special vessel he used to hold the drop of Blood Essence from Nie Tian.

As he slowly narrowed his eyes, wisps of light flew from the tip of his index finger to the transparent vessel.

The drop of Blood Essence in the vessel was instantly lit up, and the flesh aura it unleashed grew even stronger.

At the same time, bits of cyan light could be seen shimmering in the drop of Blood Essence that looked like a crimson crystal.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

All of a sudden, many more transparent vessels flew out of Mo Heng’s cuff in an endless stream.

Soon, hundreds of them floated in the air, each containing a drop of Blood Essence.

The drops of Blood Essence were of a variety of colors. Some were emerald green; some were scarlet like red agates; some shone with dazzling silver light, while others were multicolored like the rainbow.

All of them seemed to belong to different races.

Floating amidst the hundreds of Blood-Essence-holding vessels,...