His alchemy skills had already entered the high-grade for a period of time. Now that he was refining the Dragon Blood Pill, he still had some confidence.
"I hope the Dragon Blood Pill can surprise me."
Han Zhao sat cross-legged on the ground of the secret room with his five cores facing the sky. He waited until his heart had completely calmed down before starting to refine pills.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
He extracted a large amount of Lightning Flood Dragon blood from Shangguan Lie's body at once. This blood transformed into a palm-sized small flood dragon. White-gold electric arcs flickered around its body as it bared its fangs and brandished its claws at Han Zhao, as if it were a living creature.
However, Han Zhao now had the power of the lightning spirit in his body. He could resist this level of lightning power through his Astral Qi. It was nothing.