"The imperial palace's back mountain..."
Qin Feiyang's gaze flickered.
The conversation of the purple-clad youth and his group wasn't transmitted, so Qin Feiyang heard every word clearly.
Indeed, there are pseudo gods stationed at the back mountain.
However!
These self-sealing pseudo gods require a large amount of fresh blood to awaken.
And before awakening, they are no threat at all, much like Zhuge Shenyun, they wouldn't even know if there was a battle right beside them.
Therefore.
They are not to be worried about.
Qin Feiyang walked step by step in the void, his blood-red hair flaring, murderous intent reaching the sky, like a living war god!
Wherever he passed, there were cries of lamentation.
Those engulfed by the killing aura had their blood forcibly drawn out through their pores, without control.
This is the ultimate power of the Killing Art!
Even without wounds on their bodies, Qin Feiyang could still seize the blood within them.
However.
