C777 Diriodendron

The purplish-red blood essence faintly emitted a golden light.

It looked strange and special. Under the gazes of nearly a thousand people in the arena, that drop of blood essence was like a bright meteor falling from the night sky. It gently slid down to the center of the rune.

"Drip! Drip! Drip!"

In reality, there was no sound, but everyone seemed to hear an illusion