chapter 439 Body refining magical power

"What?"

Franky's pupils contracted in shock. In his line of sight, Jonathan firmly grasped the center of the blood net despite the surge of corrosive blood energy that aimed to erode and consume his palm completely. However, no matter how violently the blood energy flared, Jonathan's palm remained unaffected, without a change in color or a single wound.

"How is this possible?" Franky wondered.

Each strand of the blood net, formed from the purest energy of virgin boys and girls,...