Under the lumination pearls, Liu Wuxie saw a pair of sharp fangs. When Liu Wuxie saw the fangs, he soon thought of a mysterious clan. They were called the Hemovore Clan, who feasted on human blood. Could the black figure be a member of the Hemovore Clan?1

However, this black figure didn’t seem to belong to the Hemovore Clan. Typically, members of the Hemovore Clan would meticulously clean their prey before feasting, adhering to strict standards. On the other hand, this black figure exuded an aura of malevolence. He likely had cultivated a blood-sucking technique, leading to a drastic transformation in his nature.0

The black figure’s fangs inched closer to Chen Ruoyan’s neck. Chen Ruoyan, having already lost consciousness, was unable to resist.1

“What fair skin! It would be a pity to consume you just like this.” The black figure hesitated, torn between feasting on Chen Ruoyan and preserving her. However, a strong desire overcame him, and he screamed. Just as he leaned in, his fangs a mere inch away from Chen Ruoyan, a sharp ray whizzed past.0

Liu Wuxie had swung his blade, releasing a blade ray, hoping to catch the black figure off guard.0

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