As far as Ye Mo was concerned, the Saint Ancestor Bloodsaber was too dangerous to mess with, and she had access to truly bizarre skills. She was able to use of a corpse to regain her youth. That was something unimaginable.
After leaving the lava pool, Ye Mo took out the heavy gourd.
"What exactly is this?" he muttered. "Why is it so heavy?"
"Let's open it," Hong Ling said.
Ye Mo nodded and opened the lid of the gourd. Inside was a clump of flickering crimson radiance.
Then, a saber-shaped gaseous object shot out of the gourd and hovered in the air.
"I guessed correctly," Hong Ling said, awestruck. "This is a Blood Saber Energy cultivated by the Saint Ancestor Bloodsaber."
"What's that?" Ye Mo could sense Hong Ling's excitement.
"Try touching it," Hong Ling said.
Ye Mo reached out and touched the saber-shaped gaseous substance. It cut his finger
"This thing's sharp," Ye Mo gasped. "Just a touch was enough to make my finger bleed."
