Translator: Aran
Ye Qingyu kept the [Blood Drinker Sword Pill].
After the sword pill feasted on the blood essence of dozens of Saints of the foreign race, it turned as crimson as the twilight mist. It was crystalline and bright, its color increasing in intensity.
Ye Qingyu couldn't help but be slightly surprised by the energy contained within it.
The [Blood Drinker Sword Pill] was many times more powerful than the incomplete large sword in the past and its abili..
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