When Elder Blood Boy's magic core was pierced by the Dragon Shuttle, the pair of Blood Infant Demon Shadows let out crazy screams, so piercing and sharp that they almost broke Ye Feng's eardrums.
They suddenly lost contact with Elder Blood Boy. Although they were still powerful, they were no longer controlled by Elder Blood Boy's thoughts.
They fell to the ground like puppets with their strings cut, but did not turn back into their original shadows. Without their master, there was no shadow left.
After Ye Feng's Divine Dragon Shuttle penetrated the magic core of Elder Blood Boy, it did not stop, but drew a graceful arc in the air and instantly pierced through the bodies of the two Blood Infant Demon Shadows.
The blazing flames spewed out from the Divine Dragon Shuttle, like a whirlwind that swept away all the remaining clouds, tightly wrapping up the two Blood Infant Demon Shadows, burning them with a sizzling sound.
The sounds of countless babies crying were heard from the body of the Blood Infant Demon in the flames.
The Blood Infant Demon Shadow is a vicious and evil magic skill. In order to practice this magic skill, the souls and blood of hundreds or thousands of infants are needed.
When Ye Feng killed the Blood Infant Evil of Elder Xue Lun, the sound of thousands of babies crying was heard, which was creepy.
The blood infant demon shadows kept struggling on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies, and one of them even knocked over a bucket.
However, the blazing flames had a temperature similar to that of a dragon's breath flame. When water was poured on it, it evaporated instantly, but the flames could not be extinguished, and it continued until the pair of blood infant demon shadows were burned to ashes without leaving any trace.
Elder Xuetong fell down slowly. He never thought that many years later, after coming to the Ninth Demon Realm, he would never be able to go back. The first time he met Ye Feng, he died under Ye Feng's Dragon Shuttle.
Although Jiang Yixue was a veteran, she was a girl after all. When she saw this evil monster, she was still frightened and her face turned pale and looked miserable.
Seeing that Elder Blood Boy was dead and the pair of terrifying Blood Infant Demon Shadows turned into ashes, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally burned this guy to death, this guy is too scary."
Even Wu Da looked relaxed. "I've also heard that the Blood Demon Sect is terrifying and evil. My master also told me not to provoke anyone from the Blood Demon Sect when I meet them. It seems he was right."
Ye Feng searched the entire warehouse. Behind the warehouse was a larger warehouse filled with iron cabinets that were exactly the same as the ones in Xuelun Villa. Through the glass covers on the iron cabinets, he could see a human blood slave tied up in one of them.
"This is the Blood Demon Sect's blood collection factory, exactly the same as the Blood Wheel Villa in Blue Moon City."
Jiang Yixue was shocked: "Did you send those blood slaves to our territory?"
"Yes, I used the slave trader Louis's fortress-class spacecraft to send more than 6,000 slaves back to our territory. Those people should be working on the Bovilia Plain now."
"What should we do with these blood slaves? Should we send them back to Nanyang City as well?"
"Of course, there are at least 4,000 blood slaves in this blood collection factory. We can't just turn a blind eye to so many lives."
Wu Da asked in confusion: "Little Master, aren't you going to enter the Ancient Demon Realm? With so many blood slaves, are you going to take them with you to the Ancient Demon Realm?"
"Of course not. I have to go find Mr. Yang and ask him to arrange a spaceship or magic crystal car to send these blood slaves away."
Mr. Yang was standing at the front desk of the hotel. It was late at night, but he was the only one who was still carefully calculating the turnover and filling in the calculated figures on the report very fluently.
On his left hand was a cup of coffee and several bottles of various fine wines.
Being busy all day, I have to use coffee and alcohol to replenish the missing energy and keep myself clear-headed at night.
A cool breeze blew, and he raised his head out of habit with a shrewd smile on his face. This was a habit he had developed over the years.
There was a breeze, and it was obvious that someone had opened the door and walked in.
There was no sound of footsteps at all. The person who came was a master of magic and martial arts.
Seeing Ye Feng's figure, his expression became respectful: "You're back so soon? Is everything going well?"
Ye Feng nodded with a smile.
Mr. Yang slowly turned over a goblet, poured a glass of wine that smelled of barley for Ye Feng, and handed it to him.
He said calmly with his habitual business thinking: "I heard that the entire warehouse was smashed by you. What a waste of blood in the warehouse."
Since the driver was from the Iron Fist Mercenary Group, he obviously saw what happened in the Blood Slave Warehouse and told Mr. Yang.
"Yes, we smashed the blood slave warehouse."
"When Mr. Ye was in the warehouse, a few people slipped out. But don't worry, I have had my people deal with them all. No one knows what happened in there."
Ye Feng raised his glass with a smile: "Mr. Yang is very diligent, thank you very much."
Mr. Yang did not hide anything and said tacitly, "I am worried about Mr. Ye's safety. This desert city is full of good and bad people, and the people of the Blood Demon Sect are evil and vicious. That's why I sent people to secretly help Mr. Ye. But it seems that I was too worried. I hope Mr. Ye doesn't mind."
"Of course I don't mind, and I have to thank you, but I have one more thing I'd like to ask Mr. Yang for help with."
"I'd like to hear more about it."
"Hey, I still want to ask about the journey. If I want to transport 4,000 humans to the Bovilia Plain, how can I get there? Can Mr. Yang provide transportation?"
Mr. Yang was stunned at first, then immediately understood what Ye Feng meant.
He smiled awkwardly and shook his head: "I really can't provide transportation for this."
Ye Feng clinked his glasses with Mr. Yang again, and drank the barley wine in the glass in one gulp, praising: "This wine tastes good, and it has the fragrance of barley."
"This is the wine we brewed ourselves. I was worried that Mr. Ye might not like it. If you like it, we have a large stock here. I can give you two bottles."
"That's a good idea. However, I don't feel like drinking right now. There are still more than 4,000 blood slaves in the warehouse. They can't stay in the desert city. I want to send them away."
A look of admiration flashed across Mr. Yang's face: "Mr. Ye, are you Ye Feng, the leader of the human coalition? I want to confirm that Rona did not tell me your true identity."
When he first met Ye Feng, Mr. Yang did not think of his true identity, and Rona did not explain it either, but she heard from her subordinates what happened in the Blood Demon Sect's warehouse.
Only then did Mr. Yang guess Ye Feng's true identity.
In the desert city, he easily destroyed the Blood Demon Sect's warehouse, killed an elder-level figure, and released more than 4,000 blood slaves. Only one person could do it.
Ye Feng smiled and said, "Yes, you won the prize."
Although he had guessed Ye Feng's true identity, Mr. Yang was still a little surprised to see Ye Feng admit it in person.