"I've finally finished!" Jiang Ming had finally absorbed all the ten-thousand-year rock spirit blood in the stone pool.
"There's more than ten thousand gallons of this rock spirit blood in this pool!" Jiang Ming estimated. According to the expressions of those geniuses just now, this thing was probably rare even in the blessed lands. Otherwise, they would not be willing to kill for it.
"Why are you fighting to the death? You might as well fish for some visible benefits! However, after leaving this place, I have to keep a low profile!" Jiang Ming thought to himself.
At this time, Jiang Ming could finally see the whole stone pool. The pool was grayish-purple, which was the same color as the cave.
The ten-thousand-year-old rock spirit blood should have been formed slowly over the long years in this cave.