Feeling the increasingly abundant Blood Qi Energy surging from all directions, Cang Li shouted angrily with blood-red light already seeping from his eyes.
Though knowing that most of these blood-colored threads are from the fanatical Eight-Armed Snake Demons who have long believed in the Eight-Armed Demon God, they are, after all, each living being, all belonging to the same clan.
Thinking of this, Cang Li and the Ninth Rank Snake Demons felt endless anger and deep sorrow.
These are the foundations of the Eight-Armed Snake Demon clan, and each second they persist will consume part of the foundation, which takes thousands of years to recover.
Especially when they will later enter a new River System Community, where war awaits, they must preserve more of their foundation for the Eight-Armed Snake Demon Clan to have a better future.
Of course, what troubles him most at this moment is those three struggling Ninth Rank Snake Demons in the distance.
