Would you rather struggle in the mire with an unknown lifespan, or be kept as livestock by aliens, living comfortably until you're hauled off to be slaughtered for food around forty or fifty?
It's hard to say.
Lu Wenwu could not use his own mindset to empathize with the thoughts of the locals.
He chose to skip it and turned to the demon cultivators to discuss other issues, talking about the use of Blood Evil.
At the mention of this, Blood River Demon Venerable immediately perked up.
He said proudly, "Fellow Daoist, you came to the right person. This Blood River of mine was formed by condensing the resentful souls and Blood Evil Qi of a million people, and later supplemented by the lives of four or five million creatures to reach its current size."
