C614 Little White Fox.

Everyone watched Lu Yuhao quietly. After Lu Yuhao dripped a few drops of Blood Essence, he did not move at all. Instead, he stared blankly at the stone tablet and did not say a word.

Everyone was puzzled. They could not understand what kind of technique this was.

"Old..."

La Wu wanted to ask more questions, but the few drops of Blood Essence on the stone tablet mysteriously disappeared