Inside the hall that was in a mess, a terrifying spirit energy storm raged and the void was extremely unstable, as if it would shatter at any time.
Lingyun sat cross-legged in a corner of the great hall with his eyes closed. Circulating his cultivation technique, he tried to calm the energy and blood in his body that was tumbling non-stop from using the Dragon Emperor's Seal.
"What exactly is the reason behind this? Every time I execute the martial skills of the dragon race, I will suffer a backlash? "It seems to be due to the bloodline in my body …" Even though he was recovering, Ling Yun was still thinking about this question. His brows were knitted tightly, and faintly, he seemed to have grasped onto something.
Actually, he also knew why Ling'er would take away the two drops of dragon essence blood. She was worried that she would not listen to her advice and recklessly refine them.
However, even if he had the two drops of dragon essence blood and Ling'er hadn't taken them away, he wouldn't refine them. At least, not now, not now.
This was because it was the blood essence of a Sixth Order True Dragon Demon Saint. With his current spiritual energy cultivation and physical toughness, refining the blood essence of a True Dragon that contained violent energy was equivalent to courting death.
His tightly shut eyes slowly opened as a purple light flashed in his deep pupils.
"With this lesson, let's see if you still dare to use the dragon martial skill again!" On the other side, Ling'er's jade-like hands were supporting her cheeks. When she saw him open her eyes, she couldn't help but softly snort.
"Why?"
Ling Yun asked.
Ling'er knew what he meant. She knew that he was asking her why her Dragon clan's martial skill would cause a backlash from his bloodline. After a moment of silence, she shook her head and said softly, "You will know in the future."
Ling Yun laughed helplessly. He knew that it would be this answer.
What was the secret of his life? Ling'er refused to tell him no matter what.
"Have you searched all of this palace? What did you get? " Ling Yun was no longer conflicted and asked with a smile.
"Maybe we were wrong. This is not a place where quasi-Saint or even a Martial Saint would live." With a flick of her wrist, a few jade bottles, two scrolls and a palm-sized stone imprint appeared in her palm.
"That's impossible! It must be because you guys haven't discovered anything yet. " Ling Yun shook his head.
There were two Class 6 True Dragon blood essences here, two long dragons that were condensed into a carrier.
The strength of the two dragons was comparable to a Martial Saint, not to mention the grade of the two drops of dragon essence blood.
There was also the spirit pond that had persisted for ten thousand years without letting out any spiritual energy, and the grand defensive array outside the hall.
All of this showed that this hall was not simple.
Lingyun took a few jade bottles from Ling'er's hands. At the mouth of the bottles, scarlet Spiritual Energy circulated, forming a barrier and sealing it.
"I found it in a room in the inner pill room." Ling Er gently tapped the crimson barrier with his slender fingers as he dissolved it. A faint pill fragrance spread out as he spoke with a smile.
"There were a lot of spiritual pills in there, but most of them have already become useless. Only these four bottles have a few good ones left."
"These elixir pills are definitely extraordinary!" Ling Yun was not disappointed, and said with a smile. Indeed, over ten thousand years, it was possible to dissipate the spiritual energy from the elixir elixir, turning it into a useless elixir, or even turning it into dust.
Lingyun placed the elixir in the jade bottle in his palm and looked at it carefully. It was a milky white elixir, and in the end, his eyes gazed at the surface of the elixir.
"This is …" "Pill pattern!"