"Faster! Faster! Throw away all that useless baggage!"
"There's no time! That demon head is about to arrive!"
"Xu, Ti, leave me behind! Save yourselves!"
Within a dense forest, a large number of Jiao Chi Race mortals were fleeing in panic. They had received word that the Blood Demon currently ravaging the continent would soon reach the town where they lived.
Although they had already fled beyond the city walls, they still were not safe.
More than a month of nonstop travel had long since exhausted these mortals. No matter how the cultivators among them urged them on, they could not make them move much faster—until
the sound of surging waves appeared!
"It's here! The Blood Demon is here!"
"Help! Pull me up! I don't want to die!"
The instant they heard the sound of water, everyone seemed to regain their strength and desperately fled forward.
The few cultivators among them directly drove their magic artifacts into the air, no longer caring about the mortals below as they fled into the distance.
Before long, a line of blood appeared to the side of their escape route.
Then, ignoring mountains and rivers as it rushed along the ground, the blood line surged toward them at tremendous speed. Once it drew close enough, it became a blood wave several zhang high in their eyes.
Almost the instant they saw the blood wave clearly, most of the mortals were swept into it, silently transforming into pus and blood.
The low-level cultivators who had fled farther away, however, were caught by droplets of blood splashing out from the Blood River.
After piercing through their protective magic artifacts, those blood droplets burrowed directly into the low-level cultivators' physical bodies.
With only a single scream, their flesh and bones seemed to melt, condensing into slightly larger