801. The Pursuit (2400 extra)

"No! These grudges—how could this be?"

The Black Snake screamed, his face full of disbelief.

Behind him, the many higher-ups of the Ouroboros were just as terrified. Ghostly spirits appeared all around them, their faces blank. Only their eyes held any emotion as they looked at the men—though it was nothing but seething hatred and bloodlust.

"No..."

A Vengeful Spirit in the form of a young girl brushed against the back of the Black Snake's hand. His entire hand immediately began to rot.

"Did you really think this method of strengthening and purifying your bloodline came without consequences?"

Wu Ming let out a cold laugh. "Even though you had the giant serpent devour the souls of these poor people, their resentment still clung to you, hidden in your blood. Even if I hadn't brought it out, it would have surfaced on its own at a critical moment, showing you what true fear was..."

In truth, this method didn't really have any serious drawbacks.

After all, the Ouroboros bloodline was powerful enough to suppress any vengeful spirit. A little resentment couldn't amount to much.

But they had encountered someone with a far higher bloodline, who had directly suppressed the power of the Ouroboros bloodline. With their restraints gone, the resentments erupted all at once, hunting down their victims and claiming their lives. They were more terrifying than any curse, because they came from the half-serpent people's own bodies and had become firmly entangled with their blood.

"No... Don't come any closer..."

How could anyone defend against their own attacks and curses?

The Black Snake had no way to fight back. He could only watch as the spirits advanced, opened their mouths, and bared their pale teeth, devouring his body one bite at a time.

The same happened to him and all