"Vase, vase, vase!"
Dark Blood Demon's gaze, like poison-tempered blades, swept over Kiana, Sirin, and Fu Xuan in turn.
Although all three possessed exquisite beauty worthy of fallen immortals, the Soul Power fluctuations leaking from their bodies were so weak they were almost negligible.
To Dark Blood Demon's senses, their auras had not even reached the Soul Elder realm. Decorative vases like them posed virtually no real threat in the coming clash.
"A child?"
When his gaze then fell upon Nahida, Dark Blood Demon paused slightly.
What caught his attention was not her Soul Power, but her tiny, delicate ears with slightly drooping tips. They stood out conspicuously among the crowd.
Looking at her immature face and still-undeveloped figure, she was clearly a child who had only recently awakened her Martial Soul. Her unusual ears were most likely the result of a Martial Soul mutation.
Such cases were extremely rare on the continent, but not unprecedented. In the end, they were hardly worth mentioning and posed no threat.
"Weaklings. A group of pathetic weaklings."
Nan Fusheng, Zheng Yiran, and Wu Sidu were likewise categorized as weaklings by Dark Blood Demon. In his eyes, anyone below the Title Douluo realm was an insect he could crush at will.
The Soul Power fluctuations within the three were somewhat stronger than those of the previous few, but they still could not shake off the label of weaklings. Even if they joined forces, they would merely delay their deaths for a moment.
"There are a few who might prove troublesome."
When his gaze turned toward Qingque, Xu Xiaoyan, and Ye Xinglan, Dark Blood Demon's expression finally changed slightly. He could clearly sense that their Soul Power fluctuations had already reached the Title Douluo level.
They were still insufficient to pose a substantial threat to