Mo Lai struck against the Heavenly Dao and was smashed to pieces, leaving only a pool of indistinct flesh and blood.
Li Qi arrived here to escort him back to the Nine Heavens.
The scene before them looked utterly bizarre...
About two minutes later, Jin Yi arrived, surrounded by white mist. It wasn't Divine Might, but Spirit Qi.
She stopped a hundred meters away.
Li Qi, who was collecting Mo Lai's fresh blood, never lifted his head until about ten minutes later.
Every drop of blood on the ground was collected by Li Qi into a vessel. He stood up, ready to leave.
Jin Yi smiled, "What? You want to refine Emperor's Blood too?"
If it were the usual Mo Lai, after his slaughter, the Emperor's Blood could be refined, but... the Mo Lai in front of me had been struck by the Heavenly Dao's calamity for several months, the Power of Destruction practically filled his entire being and every inch of his flesh.
When Li Qi was collecting earlier, he sensed it – very terrifying.
