The Blood Demon, having completely lost his composure, no longer bothered to maintain his image.
The red mist around him condensed into a solid form. His face was still shrouded in mist like a mask, obscuring his features. He stood eight feet tall with two horns protruding from his head, giving him the appearance of an ox. He pointed a finger at Li Xuan and snarled, "Do you think I haven't been eating the low-hanging fruit out of choice? Even if I devoured everyone in Lv Tang, it wouldn't be enough to break the seal! Their blood is filthy and foul; how can it compare to a Human Realm cultivator with a single spiritual root or a Half-Demon?"
Li Xuan’s expression shattered for a brief moment. This was something he hadn't considered. The people of Lv Tang… using them as gatekeepers was already pushing their utility to the limit, and besides, he couldn't afford to have them all die off.
Chapter 43