At that thought, Lu Yang couldn't help thanking the Source Blood Dao Venerable and the Blood Soul Demon Lord in his heart.
The Source Blood Dao Venerable had let him soak in the Blood Pool for a full month.
The Blood Pool had been filled with pure blood energy and the unadulterated Law of Blood, allowing Lu Yang to comprehend the mysteries of the path of qi and blood without relying on the system.
As for the Blood Soul Demon Lord, he had shown Lu Yang what a true Blood Demon was!
It was precisely because of those experiences that Lu Yang could impersonate a Blood Demon so convincingly in front of a few weak humans. They couldn't spot a single flaw.
The Blood Race was one of the most savage branches of the Devil Race.
They were few in number, but immensely powerful, and they loved nothing more than drinking human blood.
The humans had been terrified ever since they laid eyes on Lu Yang. They could only pray that he was full today and wouldn't drink their blood.
Otherwise, the lot of them would die here today.
Seeing how they trembled with fear, Lu Yang knew he had fooled them.
With a wave of his hand, an exquisite, luxurious sedan chair appeared on the empty ground before them in the blink of an eye.
"I'm tired. Carry me into the city and find somewhere for me to rest." Lu Yang stirred his true qi in his throat, imitating the hoarse voice of the Blood Demons, and spoke coolly.
"As you command, honored Blood Demon Lord!"
The group felt as if a great weight had been lifted from their shoulders, and they were overjoyed.
As long as they stayed alive, what was a little effort—carrying a sedan chair—worth?
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