บท 78: Saint Blood Pool

YANG LUJIA CAUGHT Zhao Dilao and his friends. As long as he killed this Zhao Dilao with his disciple's hands, he knew that he would already complete his mission. Initially, he thought there was some treasure because of the ongoing intense fight. But it was actually just some feud, but he knew it wasn't as simple as it was.

He then looked at Lin Diyu. 

"There's a Saint Blood Pool ahead. You can use it for leveling up your cultivation level. Sooner or later, we will also leave this place and ascend to a higher realm. As for our other company here," Yang Lujia sent a voice transmission and turned to the timid-looking Spirit Race members. "You said you're from the Spirit Race, right?"

Jing Shen was flustered with the question thrown at her. Hastily, she slightly bent her body. "Senior, we don't want anything. The Echinemon Race was…"

Seeing the frightened lady, Yang Lujia was still indifferent to it. "Tell me, are you from the so-called Spirit Race?"