My Father, Though Untalented, Is Precisely a Deity Transformation Sovereign
The Golden Core Master on the stone platform heard Fang Juntao's words, and his shadowed gaze fixed on Fang Juntao as he said in a low voice, "Next time, if the quantity and quality of the Blood Food are even lower than this time, the two of you can wait to become my Blood Food yourselves."
When Fang Juntao and Jiang Ping heard this, their whole bodies trembled, fear springing up in their hearts, and they hurriedly kowtowed. "Rest assured, Master, rest assured. Next time, the quantity and quality will definitely be higher than this time."
"Run!"
Just then, Zhou Han, her face filled with shock and fury, shouted and turned to flee.
Fellow daoist He also put away his furious expression and turned, about to flee as well.
Li Yi, however, seemed scared witless. His face held no expression at all, and he stood there without moving an inch. Seeing Li Yi like this, Zhou Han looked back and roared, "Fellow Daoist Li Yi, why aren't you running? What are you waiting for?"
"If you don't run now, you'll lose your life!" Fellow daoist He also shouted.
Against a Golden Core Master, they were only at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage. How could they possibly be a Golden Core Master's match? With a lift of his hand, he could kill them and turn them into the Blood Food in his mouth.
The moment they heard the words "Blood Food," Zhou Han and He knew that this Golden Core Master must have cultivated a Demonic Dao Cultivation Technique.
When Fang Juntao and Jiang Ping saw Zhou Han and He turning to flee, mocking looks appeared on their faces. Two tiny Foundation Establishment Early Stage cultivators wanted to flee before a