This also made him understand that the surface dwellers of this era truly possessed the power to contend with them.
And the blood food before his eyes...
...was undoubtedly a powerful Secret Martial Artist.
Rushing forward recklessly would be unwise.
Especially since there were so many other Black Blood Species brethren here.
However...
With so many Black Blood Species gathered here, some impatient fellow was bound to make a move.
When that happened, he could hide among them and profit from the chaos.
But to his utter surprise, before they could act, the 'blood food' they had surrounded was the first to strike.
In a single clash, the opponent unleashed a terrifying, overwhelming power, instantly annihilating another of their kind who was also a Lower-Rank Black Blood Species.
This wasn't some fucking helpless blood food waiting to be slaughtered; this was a bona fide god of death.
