As Mao Shiba let out a fierce roar, the descendants of the Mao Family left in Corpse City had their essence blood forcibly extracted from their bodies.
The higher the cultivation, the more painful it was.
"Ancestor, why?"
"Ancestor, it hurts, it hurts, please spare me."
"Ancestor, do you plan to use us as a blood sacrifice? No wonder you held the zombie moonsault ceremony."
"Ancestor, you're confused, how can you do such a heinous thing?"
Mao Shiba circled in the air like a silver moon, a large amount of essence blood pouring into the silver-white inner core he exhaled.
This was a pure essence aura he retained from cultivating Celestial Master Dao, absorbing the essence of sun and moon for millennia to form the inner core.
Listening to the curses below, Mao Shiba's eyes became extremely icy: "You incompetent juniors, if it weren't for me, the ancestor, tirelessly supporting, the Mao Family would have been destroyed long ago."
