Almost the moment Lu Ye's words fell, Dao Thirteen moved. He seized the unfamiliar Blood Race member by the wrist and, with a slight exertion of force, twisted the other man's arm into the shape of a pretzel.
The unfamiliar Blood Race member screamed. Spiritual Power surged wildly through his body as dense blood-colored light roiled out from within him. He desperately tried to break free of Dao Thirteen's grip.
Dao Thirteen's current cultivation was indeed too meager to be worth mentioning, but his Divine Sea Realm physique remained. How could this unfamiliar Blood Race member possibly break free?
Fury and alarm appeared on his face as he barked, "Insolent Blood Food, release me at once!"
He had never encountered anything so absurd. A mere Blood Food not only did not fear him, but actually dared to attack him.
His struggles irritated Dao Thirteen greatly. Dao Thirteen gave a fierce yank, dragged the Blood Race member before him, and smashed his forehead down.
With a bang, Dao Thirteen was completely unharmed, while the unfamiliar Blood Race member was left reeling, golden stars bursting before his eyes.
He finally realized something was wrong. These two Blood Food were not the sort to obey his every command—they harbored rebellious hearts. The Blood Light around him grew denser, and his entire body abruptly transformed into a puddle of blood.
Dao Thirteen had never seen such a bizarre Secret Technique. Caught off guard, his hand suddenly felt light as the unfamiliar Blood Race member broke free from his restraint.
The Blood Light swirled and prepared to flee into the distance.
But Lu Ye had long been prepared. His Divine Sense surged forth, forming an invisible shockwave that slammed into the Blood Light.
As a scream rang out, the Blood Light twisted and revealed the