Upon seeing Dong Mingyu, the Blood race’s experts were startled. They hadn’t expected the terrifying assassin to be a beautiful girl.

Dong Mingyu’s eyes flashed as she looked at her shocked target. “It’s the power of your essence blood, isn’t it?”

Dong Mingyu instantly saw through why he had noticed her. Her aura-concealing abilities were the best in the Bloodkill Hall, and with the Cruel Dagger, her aura was very difficult to sense.

Just as she had been approaching this target, she had sensed a slight change in her Blood Qi. Most likely, this was what had revealed her position.

After she had killed the first target, the Golden Horned Blood expert had made them activate their blood flames. Now she knew why.

Upon killing the second target, that person’s blood had incinerated on her dagger, maybe even her body.

Most likely, the Blood race had some kind of special ability to sense bloodline power. After all, they were called the Blood race. Perhaps there were...