Mu Ying lay prostrate on the ground.
His eyes were full of fear and regret.
Not long ago.
Their group of twenty accidentally discovered an ancient underground palace.
At first, they thought they had found a hidden cave dwelling and gained great opportunity.
Who would have thought.
Waiting for them was a ferocious alien race, sealed for countless ages.
It drained the blood of ten people alive, reviving its withered body.
Only ten were left, becoming its blood slaves.
The reason there were only seven left.
Was because blood slaves, apart from being at its disposal, were also its mobile blood bags.
Whenever its body weakened, it would feed on their blood.
The three people who disappeared, died from having their essence blood drained on the way from Taicang State.
"It's all because you're useless."
Kui Xing looked down at Mu Ying and the others kneeling on the ground, speaking indifferently:
