At this moment, the soul awareness of the Blood Father of the Spirit World was still fragmentary and incomplete.

Given his current situation, he could only act by instinct.

He couldn’t weigh the pros and cons or consider whether his decision would benefit or harm others.

However, this was a truthful reflection of what he was.

PUFF! PUFF! PUFF!

The streaks of blood-colored light flying out of him pierced through the Devils, Netherspirits, Seaspirits, and Moonspirits, and drained their flesh power one after another.

Even though he wasn’t attacking the humans and the Ancientspirits, Dong Li, Yin Xingtian, and the other human experts started looking at him in a different way.

“They’re jackals from the same lair,” a female Moonspirit spat, holding a dead male Moonspirit in her arms. Hatred filled her icy eyes as he looked down at his shriveled body, which was...