Yang Tian lifted the Bloodthirsty Mad Blade and brought it slashing down hard.
Bang!
The fierce Bloodthirsty Mad Blade reaped the mysterious man's soul and directly refined it into a Blood Order.
"Very good!"
The Saint Emperor's voice sounded in Yang Tian's mind: "Now hand that Blood Order over to me, then from now on I can attach myself to you!"
"Oh?"
A trace of doubt flashed in Yang Tian's eyes.
Wasn't the Saint Emperor going to use the mysterious man to resurrect himself?
"This is for your own good!" The Saint Emperor also knew what Yang Tian was thinking: "This mysterious man, if I'm not mistaken, is also a figure in the Wood Realm. His death will definitely draw even more powerful existences. If I attach myself to you, I can let you stand against them!"
Pausing for a moment, the Saint Emperor continued:
"Most importantly, once I'm attached to you, you can use my soul to cultivate. That will let you become a powerful existence in a very short time!"
