(No System, no female lead, fantasy, decisive and ruthless)
Kindhearted readers, don't read this. If you can't stomach it, please leave at once.
This is the story of what happened after someone absorbed a drop of naturally formed blood essence.
The founding patriarch of the Demonic Sect was once a humble farmer who kept to himself. But turbulent times brought one disaster after another.
Someone coveted his fields, and he lost them.
Someone coveted his home, and he lost it.
Someone coveted his wife, and he lost her.
Someone coveted his daughter, and he lost her.
He couldn't fight back. He was just an ordinary man, and this was a world where the strong ruled.
His pursuers chased him into the mountains and broke all four of his limbs. In the distance, a pack of wolves salivated hungrily.
The men chasing him laughed as they left, while the drooling wolves slowly drew near.
He thought he was about to die, until the blood essence mysteriously fused with his body.
He became the Demonic Sect's first sect master, known by the fearsome nickname Bloodhand Butcher. His name was Wang Ergou.
A very good book
The story is depressing. The protagonist is so miserable. Hey, a weak person is powerless. He still likes internal fighting and is bloodless. There is no way.