Sensing the wanton killing intent emanating from Pei Tugou, a tall, skinny figure emerged.
In the next moment, Pei Tugou, holding a blood rope in one hand, shook it with the other, and the strands of blood-soaked rope split again and again, transforming into dozens of blood snakes, exploding outwards in a frenzy.
The newly appeared man wore a look of terror, let out a screech, and turned to flee.
But he'd only taken two steps before a blood rope looped tightly around his neck, adding him to the ranks of human helium balloons.
Pei Tugou gripped the blood rope, his whole body reeking of malice, a thick shroud of black aura engulfing him, leaving only two rows of vicious, predatory white teeth visible in that darkness.
Wen Yan led the others to keep their distance from him.
The Yang energy in his own body flared up on its own from agitation.
He reached out and touched the others one by one, bestowing them each with an extra touch of Yang energy as added protection.
