God Emperor

A Monk in the Fish-Dragon Realm must borrow divine power through a ritual to refine a drop of divine blood.

It was different for Half-Saints. They were already very strong and could use their own cultivations to refine the divine blood.

Refining a drop of blood wasnt as useful to Half-Saints as Monks in the Fish-Dragon Realm, but it was still divine blood. It still had an infinite amount of benefits.

Normally, Jialuo Yuan would definitely refine a drop of divine blood as soon as he got it. He wouldnt bring it with him without using it.

This was why Zhang Ruochen was shocked to find it on him.

“There are two explanations. One, Jialuo Yuan just got it and didnt have time to refine it yet. Two, he had it on him for another reason. Maybe it has something to do with the Death Zen Sect entering the netherworld in large numbers.”

It was actually easy to prove either one of these hypotheses.

He just had to catch another monk of the Death Zen Sect and find another drop of divine blood. That would prove the second guess.

Holding the divine blood, Zhang Ruochen smiled. “Its a treasure thats difficult to come by. If I can refine this, Ill have refined five drops in total. My cultivation will improve greatly.”

Putting the divine blood away, Zhang Ruochen extracted the Half Saint Light from Jialuo Yuans body and sealed it in a jade box. He also found three saint stones, seven bottles of pills, and books of “Thousand Ghost Prajna Palm” and “Death Zen Buddhist Way” and put them in his spatial ring.

The string of Buddhist beads on Jialuo Yuans neck was a powerful Buddhist weapon. Right now, it had already melted into the Abyss Ancient Sword.

Whoosh!

The Abyss Ancient Sword flew back. Tip down, it hovered in Zhang Ruochens palm. It had gotten stronger again.