Qin Hao lowered his head and looked down at the land below.
On the ground, ordinary living beings had already been implanted with blood spirits.
Their faces were twisted with pain and despair.
"Aah!!!"
An ordinary mortal screamed in agony as the blood spirit inside him instantly drained his Flesh and Blood, leaving him a desiccated corpse.
Where there was one, there was another.
Many ordinary mortals were reduced to desiccated corpses.
What were blood spirits?
They inherently needed vast quantities of Flesh and Blood to sustain themselves.
Sovereigns were powerful cultivators who had survived heavenly tribulations. With the formidable power inside their bodies, even having blood spirits implanted in them would not immediately leave them drained into desiccated corpses.
But mortals were different.
They had never cultivated the Martial Way and possessed no power within them, only bodies of Flesh and Blood...
How could they possibly withstand a blood spirit's draining?
"You're courting death."
Intense killing intent surged across Qin Hao's face.
Qin Hao had sensed the blood spirit aura, but he had never imagined that these Devil Race and Soul Race Sovereigns would be so utterly deranged as to use ordinary mortals' lives to nourish the Flesh and Blood.
The Dark Soul Venerable, the Heavenly Demon Palace Master, and all the other Devil Race and Soul Race Sovereigns went pale. They had never expected...
Qin Hao to immediately detect the plan they had believed foolproof.
And come straight here!
"Fight to the death!"
The Dark Soul Venerable's expression shifted. With things having reached this point, he had no other choice. He roared and suddenly hurled a punch at Qin Hao.
Qin Hao drew a deep breath, feeling nothing but blazing fury filling his heart.
"Get lost!"
Clad in black, Qin Hao's Devouring Doppelganger swept his right hand.
Boom!