Atlantic Seabed Relic, Central Light Tower, fifth floor.
A drop of pure golden blood, dazzling like a brilliant star in the cosmic night, radiates infinite mystery and contains endless rhythm, drawing one irresistibly into its depths.
Even the space surrounding the golden blood trembles, swirling with radiant light, gathering billions within.
Andrew Han’s body is strong—he is Law-Realm, possessing Super-Solid Inner Origin—yet even he cannot help but tremble before this drop of golden blood, as if a tiny ant facing a noble lifeform... No, more precisely, as if gazing up at the starry sky from the dust.
Gazing upward, always beyond reach.
Exalted, exalted—impossible to match.
Buzz.
The drop of blood continues to rotate.
"Heavens above!" Andrew Han steadies himself with all his might, gritting his teeth, his clear eyes piercing the five hundred meters between them, filled with shock and awe.
No matter who it is, they would be shocked. Even Supreme Zhang would be left bewildered here.
“This drop of blood—golden and radiant.”
“Yet, the key core of the entire Atlantic Seabed Relic is this five-tier Central Light Tower—so heavily defended, and the treasure it guards is merely a single drop of blood?”
Whose blood is it? What special purpose does it serve?
Andrew Han ponders, barely able to steady himself, when suddenly a flash of inspiration explodes in his mind.
Wait!
He only glanced at it, yet instantly knew it was a drop of blood?
From its shape, texture, and the strange phenomena around the golden blood, it could be seen as a droplet of water, a diamond, a vortex... Andrew Han’s heart nearly stopped.
An indescribable realization.
Clearly, he had never seen golden blood before, yet instinctively understood this was a drop of blood... Realizing such an absurd truth, Andrew Han couldn’t help but be startled.
“What is going on?”