Ji Lingfeng's head turned, and he lightly sniffed the air. "It's not Old Six's, so it should be his. I really want to know—just who is plotting against the five of us!"
Although they had been besieged by [Akatsuki], they could tell that while these people were strong, they still lacked what it took to kill them.
Moreover, [Akatsuki] had previously used delaying and encirclement tactics against them. That proved there was someone else who would make the real move, and that person should be alone—two at most.
In order to find out who this person was and what abilities he possessed, after Mo Yunfeng and Ji Lingfeng met up, they did not immediately rush to rescue the trapped Yang Ye. Instead, they first came to the place where Lu Boyue had been killed, hoping to find the attacker's blood and thereby learn about his abilities—know themselves and know their enemy.
Mo Yunfeng made a grabbing motion with his right hand, and the few drops of blood on the ground immediately detached from the soil and flew toward his palm.
"I'll leave it to you," Mo Yunfeng said softly, using spiritual power to hold the drops of blood floating before Ji Lingfeng's head on his left shoulder.
Whoosh!
Ji Lingfeng extended his tongue and rolled the blood into his mouth, slowly chewing it as though he were eating a particularly chewy piece of beef. At the same time, countless black markings emerged across his face. Clearly, this chewing was not actual eating, but some kind of bizarre spell.
"What powerful energy!!! His blood contains an energy I cannot comprehend. Part of it is spiritual power, but I cannot probe the other part at all. It is exceedingly strange. With such energy, his strength would be several times greater than cultivators