"Ah... ngh... nghh..."
Amid the middle-aged Rogue Cultivator's screams, the Heart-Devouring Demon Bat bit into his throat, turning his cries into low whimpers.
The blood throughout his body surged into the Demon Beast's mouth as though swallowed by a whale.
The Heart-Devouring Demon Bat did not drink particularly quickly. It even seemed to slow down deliberately, leisurely sucking his blood drop by drop, as though savoring a well-aged wine.
To anyone else, the sight would have been utterly horrifying, but to Luo Yi, it was the most ordinary thing in the world.
It was no different from a cat eating fish or a dog gnawing a bone.
When ordinary households fed their cats and dogs, why would they find it terrifying or cruel?
Clearly, he had lived in such an environment since childhood and had long since grown accustomed to watching Heart-Devouring Demon Bats being fed.
And that was precisely what Luo Zhen had intended.
As Luo Zhen's son and the young master of the Blood Demon Gang, he had to learn the Heart-Devouring Demon Bat's habits early and put its abilities to use.
How could he possibly master such a savage, terrifying Demon Beast if he clung to the views of ordinary mortals?
However slowly the Heart-Devouring Demon Bat drank, the middle-aged Rogue Cultivator's blood would eventually run out. Before long, he had suffered severe blood loss, his face as white as a corpse.
But the Blood Crystals he had been fed earlier kept replenishing his blood essence.
Although this blood essence was a mingled power drawn from the blood of various demons and humans, it still brought potent vitality, keeping him alive. All he could do was helplessly feel his body being emptied, enduring the immense terror of having even his marrow sucked dry.
He could no longer