"Hehe, it seems that everyone is very familiar with my heart!"
Li Xiaobai licked his lips and muttered to himself. The Blood Demon Sect's reputation was too great; the Heart of the Blood Demon could be recognized anywhere. It's no wonder, such a heretical cultivation technique naturally had an extremely high level of recognition.
But as long as he killed the witnesses, this secret could be preserved forever.
With a sinister tone, he said, "Since you know, then I invite you all to become the nourishment for my precious heart!"
No sooner had he spoken than countless blood-colored tentacles swarmed towards the people in front of him.
The disciples' faces were pale, without a trace of blood. Although they were all Human Immortal Realm cultivators, facing a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect was a different story altogether. That kind of nefarious method was one of the top divine skills, capable of killing those of higher levels with ease. They stood no chance.