"The bloodline's network is complete!" Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohao let out a low roar.
With a twist of his hands, the last drop of True Spirit Blood transformed from the Creation Lotus was refined and immersed into his body, a thick force of blood emanating from this Creation Lotus avatar, wildly rolling towards the surroundings.
Looking at the little figure in front of him, Zhang Xiaohao smiled with satisfaction.
After so much effort, consuming so many natural treasures, and merging half of the True Spirit Blood into his body as his life bloodline, it all felt worthwhile at this moment.
Turning his right hand, he took out a panda cigarette, ignited it with both hands, and squinted his eyes as he smoked.
Blowing out a puff of smoke, Zhang Xiaohao felt like laughing, wishing to find someone to share his joy with.
Even though he had experienced so much, looking at this little figure in front of him, he still wanted to laugh.
