Within the pitch-black demon spirit demonic qi, as dense as ocean waves.
Whoosh.
The waves of demonic qi swiftly swept toward the Heavenly Spirit Race Territory. Within them, blood-red light emerged from Qu Qi and the several hundred members of the Demon Spirit Race.
It was the radiance of blood spirits.
Some had already begun activating their blood spirits.
Yet the moment they did, they sensed something was wrong.
"Urgh!"
Beside the Nether-Shadow Soul Venerable, a Demon Spirit Race Sovereign had barely activated his blood spirit, blood-red light rising from his body, when his expression abruptly changed and he spat out a great mouthful of blood.
His aura weakened in an instant.
"What happened?" The Nether-Shadow Soul Venerable was startled, staring incredulously at the Demon Spirit Race Sovereign beside him.
A second earlier, he had sensed this Sovereign's might increase dramatically.
The next second, the Sovereign was vomiting blood, his aura feeble, as though he had suffered a grievous injury.
The Nether-Shadow Soul Venerable looked at the others.
It was not only the Demon Spirit Race Sovereign beside him. Many other members of the Demon Spirit Race were in the same state.
"The blood spirits!"
The Nether-Shadow Soul Venerable immediately understood.
All of them had suffered severe injuries only after activating their blood spirits.
The Nether-Shadow Soul Venerable had joined the Demon Spirit Race only recently and had not been granted a blood spirit. This had instead allowed him to escape disaster.
"The Spirit Venerable!"
Someone cried out in shock and fury, "Damn it, it's the pressure of the Spirit Venerable's divine sense! He's Suppress our blood spirits!"
"Damn him! Why? Why would he do this?"
"He's actually willing to expend his divine sense to suppress us with its pressure!"
"Hmph, so what? The Demon Spirit invasion is still an