Within the blood of the four great Demon Emperors, their beastly Dao intent was also contained.
Sikong Jing comprehended it all together.
From their blood, he comprehended the Demon Race's methods and their meridians, continuously integrating them into his little Shadow Moon Rat form, causing the Demon Vein to expand wildly and the little Shadow Moon Rat to evolve faster.
Suddenly, Sikong Jing discovered that there was actually a fifth kind of blood inside the bottle...
"This is actually the blood of the master of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall."
"The previous master of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall was actually injured as well, and left behind a drop of blood."
Sikong Jing discovered in surprise that this fifth kind of blood consisted of only a single drop, yet it contained an even more terrifying aura.
It was also the incomparably familiar aura of the Black Prison Heaven-Swallowing Tiger.
Previously, the master of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall had been injured by Ling Zhe's sinister Spirit evil energy, but Sikong Jing had not seen it clearly at the time.
Only now did he discover it.
"It is clearly far, far stronger than the four great Demon Emperors. I cannot devour it yet."
"I'll devour it after reaching the Extreme Prison Stage."
The Beast-Form Spirit Shadow spoke quietly.
Then, he separately extracted that drop of blood belonging to the master of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall and placed it in another bottle.
Suddenly... whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Streams of light appeared overhead. Humans exiled to the Dark Demon Small World had come charging over. Naturally, they had been drawn by Sikong Jing's demonic aura, though there were not many of them for the moment.
Someone said in surprise, "There's actually a little Shadow Moon Rat here too, and it's entering demonhood."
"Little