Chu Mo did indeed feel somewhat regretful. He believed that there were definitely more individuals among the crowd who had been infected with the demonic seed, yet remained deluded and resistant as Quasi-Supremes. Initially, his plan was to capture all these people in one fell swoop. Thus, he was somewhat disappointed.
However, being able to draw out seven Quasi-Supreme beings was already enough. Eliminating these seven Quasi-Supremes was akin to stabbing the Blood Demon Ancestor fiercely.
Although their true bodies had never met, they had clashed several times from afar like this. Every time, Chu Mo was the one who ended up laughing last. The Blood Demon Ancestor had never won. Not even once!
