Having spoken,
seeing the two women gazing eagerly at him, he sighed in his heart. Indeed, it was not easy being a successful man.
He bit his index finger and squeezed out two drops of blood from the tips of his left and right index fingers.
His gaze became solemn,
and in that moment, his entire demeanor underwent an earth-shattering transformation.
If before, Zhang Xiaohao's aura was lazy with a hint of wicked charm,
now, Zhang Xiaohao's demeanor was domineering and majestic, filled with the aura of an ancient emperor. It was as if he were a ruler who scorned the world, possessing the authority to reign supreme.
With hands forming seals, he executed the Three Pure Daoist Skill, flicking his fingers to send the two drops of blood into the air.
One seal after another fell swiftly from his palm.
"Heavenly Eye, open!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed.
As his words fell, a drop of blood flickered eerily and disappeared instantly.
