Chapter 811: Forged into a Blood Puppet

The gathered geniuses looked up. The moment they recognized who it was, they shook their heads and backed away without another word. "It's the Blood Refining King. Move," someone muttered under their breath. They might have been proud, but in front of the Blood Refining King, none of them dared to act tough. The crowd returned to Gold Sword City, filing back into the Gold Sword Inn once again. Fatty Li let out a sigh. "No idea which great power was trying to revive. What a shame they ran into...