Facing everyone's doubtful looks, Old Li did not say anything else and instead threw the blood-red orb over to the big man from the Demon Race. The big man felt quite disdainful; after all, out of the eight Major Races, the Human Race was relatively weak. He did not believe that a Human bloodline could be even more bloodthirsty than a Demon bloodline.
However, even though he didn't believe it, he had to check it for himself. After catching the orb, he sent his consciousness into it.
Instantly, the big man felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and his body seemed to have been frozen in place, unable to move at all. A deep-rooted, soul-devouring chill rushed at him, and the terrifying killing intent and aura of destruction seemed to corrode his body. The big man felt a wave of terror that he had never felt before and the aura of death.