Survivor, Dai Weisi

After his death, the changes in his body did not stop. Instead, it continued shriveling.

It was as though a greedy ghost had taken residence within him and was now sucking the marrow from this unlucky host's bones.

Very soon, his body became a dried corpse in the literal sense.

Then, a blood-red flower suddenly burst forth from his chest.

After stretching its leaves a few times, the closed bud atop the flower slowly split open.

Within it was a tiny blood-red fruit.

A hand plucked it.

Blood placed it in his palm and examined it carefully.

"Mm."

"The quality is passable. I wonder if I can take it back and offer it to Master."

"Haha, if you hand that thing over to Master, what awaits you will probably be a punishment."

"He's right." The two Second-Rank Gods from earlier walked over to his side, having happened to hear his muttering.

"That's true. I should enjoy it myself, then." Understanding flashed through Blood's eyes.

After nodding, he prepared to stuff it into his mouth.

Ever since arriving in the lower realm, he had not tasted a Blood Fruit in a very long time.

Now that he was looking at it, his body was already clamoring for him to swallow it.

The two beside him did not stop him.

The war was already nearing its end.

While Blood had been fighting the Star Luo Emperor, they had not been sitting idle.

More than a dozen gods—even the lowest-ranking God Officials—dealt devastating blows to these soldiers.

Not to mention the addition of several Third-Rank Gods and Second-Rank Gods.

Now that the Star Luo Emperor had fallen, nearly all of Star Luo's soldiers were dead as well.

Remembering the rules Lu Mingchuan had given them, they had struck swiftly.

Most of the time,