They are slaughtering another group of people.
"Puchi!"
"Puchi~" The sound of flesh and blood exploding echoed.
Soon, the place returned to silence.
"Prince Yan Yi."
"Your Highness." These men and women all looked towards the center, at the red-eyed, demonic youth being praised like the moon surrounded by stars.
The red-eyed youth slowly stepped out, his gaze scanning the ground full of corpses.
"Hoo~" A flame appeared in his hand, which leaped out and landed on the bodies on the ground.
Roar!
The flames burned fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, all the corpses were incinerated to nothingness.
The red-eyed youth Yan Yi closed his eyes slightly, as if absorbing something.
Soon.
"Swish~" He opened his eyes.
"Too weak."
Yan Yi shook his head slightly: "I thought coming to this Second Star Ring, I would encounter nourishment that interested me."
"I didn't expect it to be such trash."
