The small smile on Wangnan's face faded at Zena's words, giving way to a solemn look. He had hoped that his natural healing of the demon bloodline would kick in, so that he could use the blood of his Lord later on, in more desperate situations.
But it seems he would have to consume it now. The moment he opened the lid of the transparent vial, he could already sense the overwhelming power contained within.
Because, unlike Zena, Wangnan possessed the chaosblood aspect, his senses and desire for this small drop of demonic blood were much more acute and prominent in him.
He would receive much greater benefit from consuming it than Zena had. Without hesitation, he poured the drop into his mouth. And boundless wave of power coursed through his veins.
Shang!!!
Shang!!!
His entire body, every single cell, felt as if it were set on fire.
