"Almost done!"
Yun Xiao, who had been sensing the changes within the ice, paid no attention to the unusual expressions of the onlookers. After about 15 minutes, a low murmur escaped his lips.
Crack!
Yun Xiao reached out his hand and gently tapped the frozen ice. An invisible force emanated, and the onlookers could clearly see that a small hole had appeared beneath the ice.
This small hole seemed to have a kind of spirituality, constantly moving upwards. In no time, it had reached the blood-red substance beneath the ice.
Meanwhile, Yun Xiao had already placed a jade pot beneath the ice. Its opened mouth was aimed right at the hole in the ice, as if waiting for something.
Swish...
After a few breaths, there was a soft sound from within the ice, and a dark red liquid began to slowly flow through the hole into the jade pot below.
