The cultivators' faces showed utter terror: under this sword strike, they only felt as though their cultivation was as difficult to wield as mire, unable to stir in the slightest, their physical bodies restrained and their cultivation locked, leaving them unable to understand what exactly was happening.
The enormous, throbbing, blood-colored heart in the void chilled their hearts even more. This iconic symbol was something that no cultivator from the Central Origin Realm could possibly fail to recognize—the forbidden Heart of the Blood Demon of the Blood Demon Sect!
Could it be that this youth before them was a core disciple of the Blood Demon Sect?
They were unable to accept this fact. Only a few months ago, this fellow was but a swineherd in the Barbaric Lands; how could he have blended into the Blood Demon Sect and climbed to the position of core disciple in such a short time?
"You... who exactly are you!"