Chapter 168.1
In the blood sacrifice formation, the yelling and cursing gradually stopped, and it didn’t take long before the surroundings became calm again.
It’s not that the disciples of the Blood Devil Sect don’t want to scold anymore, it’s that they have no strength to scold, or they are simply dead.
Blood energy floated from the bodies of the many disciples of the Blood Devil Sect who died, and they were collected by the blood sacrifice formation. Part of it was added to the formation to maintain its operation, and the other part went straight to the Blood Devil Patriarch.
After obtaining the rich blood energy, the Blood Devil Patriarch’s complexion became more ruddy.
He originally looked about forty or fifty years old, but now he looks like a young man in his thirties.
Feeling the power brought by the blood energy together with the rejuvenated youth, the Blood Devil Patriarch closed his eyes in intoxication and murmured, “That’s right, it’s like this, it’s like this…”
After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at Di Yu, his expression full of evil intentions. The way he looks at Di Yu at this time is not like looking at a powerhouse in the Taiqing realm, but more like looking at a blood bag that can infuse him with blood.
He smiled evilly at Di Yu and said, “Master of the Vermilion Bird Hall, the rest are already dead, and soon you will follow. Why do you insist?”
Before the words fell, Di Yu saw the blood energy released in the blood sacrifice formation, and countless substantial blood energy went straight to the Blood Devil Patriarch like hundreds of rivers entering the sea.