As soon as the words were out, he saw the Boulder Mountain Saber dripping with blood in Lu Ye's hand, and couldn't help but be taken aback: "You killed him?"
This was truly an astonishing matter, mere Blood Food actually daring to kill a Sacred Race member? In all his years, he had never seen such a thing.
However, he had just sensed the fluctuation of spirit force from Lu Ye; merely a human race cultivator of the Spirit Stream Realm, presumably a villager from nearby. How could one with such cultivation kill a Sacred Race member?
After all, that Sacred Race member was at least in the Cloud River Realm.
While he was still in a state of shock and uncertainty, his brow suddenly furrowed, and he fixed his gaze on Lu Ye: "What are you eating?"
Lu Ye looked at him, chewing with a crackling sound, a noise incredibly familiar to the Blood Race.
He, too, had eaten a fellow blood crystal before...