Seeing the flustered look on Mu Qianru's face, Jiang Yuan casually said, "Don't you feel it?"
Guided by his will, his own essence blood slowly sank down.
Mu Qianru immediately felt a small sun-like object sink from her throat into the left ventricle of her heart.
A sense of fear flashed through her mind, knowing that it was in her heart.
Even if she was at the Spiritual Sea Realm and her heart was destroyed, she would die within a few days., let alone a Divine Bridge Realm cultivator.
Until the divine soul evolved into the primordial spirit, a fatal wound to the physical body still remained a fatal wound!
At this moment, Jiang Yuan felt a trace of joy when he noticed that the essence blood, still under his control, was sinking into her heart.
Just as he had previously anticipated, even after the blood left his body, it still held a strong connection with him, able to be manipulated by his will.