Translator: Aran

  Ye Qingyu knew, that within this strange blood, there were different kinds of energy that were 'fighting' once again.

  In this period of time, this drop of blood would act up every day. The strange white power inside, the flame of darkness and another vast power would fight between the three of them constantly. All of them wanted to swallow and devour the other two. Every time they fought, they would cause great destruction to Ye Qingyu's palm.

  If not f..