Yu Mingqiu spat out a mouthful of saliva. When he saw the flying beasts in the distance, his face darkened.
The difficulty of the battles had far exceeded his expectations.
These blood birds were far more troublesome than what he had anticipated. The most troublesome thing was that there was a huge number of them. In less than half a day, he had killed more than 10 blood birds that had nine blood traces on each of their bodies. He had encountered a variety of species such as falcons, vultures, etc. There were also a lot of species that he had never seen before. It was possible that these unknown species might have mutated after being inflicted with the blood poison, causing them to become drastically altered so that he was unable to recognize them.
There were all kinds of odd-looking blood fiends, but all of them had one thing in common—they had nine blood traces on their bodies.