At his words, Blood Calamity's expression changed slightly.
Ever since he had met Lu Ye again, the few questions Lu Ye had asked were all matters that Blood Calamity had once worried about.
There was definitely something wrong with Xue Tianxing's bloodline. Blood Calamity knew that well, but given the circumstances back then, if he had not refined Xue Tianxing's bloodline, he could not have advanced to Half-Sainthood, nor could he have gained a foothold in the Origin Realm.
Refining Xue Tianxing's bloodline had been like drinking poison to quench thirst, yet even knowing that, he had no choice.
Furthermore, when he had borrowed Lu Ye's strength to poison Xue Tianxing, had Lu Ye secretly poisoned him as well?
Yet all those worries had vanished the day Lu Ye left the Origin Realm and encountered an attack from a True Saint.
Because he had believed Lu Ye was undoubtedly doomed that day.
Now that Lu Ye was standing before him again, safe and sound, all those concerns surged back into his mind.
Just as Blood Calamity's mind was in turmoil, a streak of saber light swept fiercely toward him. Lu Ye had attacked without warning.
"You dare!" Blood Calamity flew into a rage. He stirred his Dao Power, about to counterattack, when something abruptly went wrong inside his body. It was as though hundreds of millions of needles had pierced into him in an instant, causing agonizing pain. Worse still, even the flow of his Blood Qi and Dao Power suddenly became sluggish.
The poison within him... had erupted!
Blood Calamity finally experienced the suffering Xue Tianxing had endured that day. The instant the virulent poison erupted within him, his aura suddenly weakened.
If this had been the Blood Calamity of before, Lu Ye might have taken his life with