Translator: Aran

  Ye Qingyu could intuitively sense that Xing'er's blood had a mysterious effect. After it was tossed out, the seeping killing intent in the landscape all around all retreated, or perhaps it could be said that the killing formations hidden within this beautiful scenery fell into a half slumbering state.

  Using fresh blood to open the way?

  Ye Qingyu began to understand.

  After walking forward for a bit.

  A swathe of forest appeared.

  In t..