The instant the pill entered his mouth, bloodshot veins filled Hei Kui's eyes. The blood qi throughout his body suddenly surged, and even those far away could feel that violent aura.
Xue Ren's aura turned savage, his blood qi abruptly more than doubling in strength. Even the scar on his face took on a faint crimson hue, as if blood were about to seep from it.
Compared to the changes in the two of them, Old Sword's transformation was far more restrained.
But upon close inspection, one could see that the blood qi spread across his blade had grown sharper and more dangerous.
"Kill!!!" Hei Kui roared, his voice carrying the resolve to charge forward without looking back.
Before his words had faded, he rushed out first, with Xue Ren and Old Sword close behind.
Watching the three men charge toward him, Gu Zhao stroked his beard with one hand and chuckled.
"Just a mantis trying to stop a chariot."
His eyes gleamed, as though golden light had flashed within his pupils.
As the master of Golden Eyes Martial Hall, he had cultivated a Superior Martial Art of the eyes. He could easily discern the movements of Hei Kui and the other two, even the flow of blood qi throughout their bodies.
Of course, that was also because Hei Kui's group had been severely injured, their blood qi membranes already shattered. Only then could he achieve such a feat.
The next moment, a resounding eagle cry rang out from Gu Zhao's body. This was the Superior Martial Art he cultivated—Golden Eagle Force.
The dark-red blood qi of Two Blood Exchanges erupted without restraint. A fierce wind immediately howled, making Gu Zhao's robes snap and flutter.
With a flick of his finger, three streams of Golden Eagle Force shot out like