Blood Rakshasa!?
Chen Qing and Yan Yaoyang both shuddered inwardly at those words.
Blood Rakshasa Hu Mei was one of the Demonic Sect's Eight Protectors, as famous as Zuo Feng—and perhaps renowned even earlier. Her strength was unfathomable, and her vicious reputation was even greater!
She had recruited and trained many experts under her command. The ones people feared most were the elusive and cruel "Netherworld Guards"!
Both had opened all twelve regular meridians and reached the complete realm of Embracing Dan Strength!
The man, the Nether Guard, curled his lips into a cruel smile and did not answer.
The woman, the Nether Guard, let out a coquettish laugh, though her voice was icy. "Kill them all! Leave no survivors. With so much True Qi and Essence Blood, it will be enough for us to cultivate for quite some time."
Her tone was casual, as if she were speaking of something utterly insignificant.
The Nether Guard said flatly, "I'll kill those inside. You kill those outside."
"Fine."
The Nether Guard answered, her figure swaying as she turned into a wisp of insubstantial black smoke and drifted out through the inn's entrance in an instant.
Inside the inn, the Nether Guard swept his sleeve. Thick black murky qi, dark as ink, suddenly erupted from his body.
Killing Intent rapidly spread, and the light throughout the inn seemed to dim as the temperature plummeted.
"Hmm!?"
Chen Qing immediately felt his entire body sink, as though he had fallen into a swamp. Even the circulation of True Qi within him became sluggish and slow.
Yan Yaoyang's expression changed drastically. He cried urgently, "Junior Brother Chen, be careful! This is Black Fiend Qi. It is exceedingly vicious—do not let it enter your body and corrode your Meridians! We need to rush out!"
He knew