Chaotic Situation (2)

This time, the monk was finally moved.

Wang Ye was right. Over the past few years, he had always acted furtively whenever he tried to obtain blood essence, afraid of being discovered.

However—

It was not that he feared discovery by the Heaven Group. They were merely some weak humans.

What he feared was that one.

After all, what he was doing was equivalent to plucking a tiger's whiskers. Once discovered, he would be doomed beyond redemption.

But after stealing for so long, how could that one possibly have failed to notice?

It was only because he had been extremely discreet that person had been unable to trace his whereabouts. But if he slaughtered humans on a large scale and used the conversion of blood and vitality to connect with that person, he would certainly be discovered.

Therefore—

He knew of the sea of blood Wang Ye had described. It had also been one of the Underworld's defining features in those days.

He had seen it with his own eyes.

If he truly obtained that sea of blood and used it as a transit point, he was even confident that he could reach the level of the Six Imperials of Heaven within half a year. By then, he could act far more freely.

After all, the Buddha was still trapped in slumber.

As long as he and that king of Heaven did not awaken, he would be among the strongest fighting forces in this world.

Perhaps—

There really was a chance to drain him dry before the Buddha awakened.

Yet, even though the monk was tempted to such an extent, he still said nothing. He merely looked silently at Wang Ye.

Whether this was real or fake depended entirely on Wang Ye's word.

Before seeing any benefit, there was no