"Yes, it's him, it's definitely him! The inheritor of the Evil Emperor is here! He, he, he, he, he, he's here again! "
Luo Shang, who was woken up by the Doyen Council's elders, went crazy again.
Because of Luo Shang's second madness, the elders finally confirmed what had happened.
The elder who was grabbing Luo Shang's collar loosened his grip absentmindedly and murmured, "The inheritor of the Evil Emperor …"
To the Luo Family, the inheritor of the Evil Emperor was an illusory existence.
Apart from Luo Shang going crazy twice and the tragic fate of the Blood Mist Realm, they knew more about Xie Tian from the importance the Doyen Council placed on the inheritor of the Evil Emperor.
How important was he?
When the deacons of the Grand Elder Council heard about the Evil Emperor's successor in the Blood Mist Realm, they immediately went to the Blood Mist Realm and found Luo Shang, who had been running around madly for more than a hundred years, and brought him back to the Luo Mang Family.
While the Luo Family was guessing what had happened, the deacon brought Patriarch Luo Mang and Luo Shang to the Doyen Council.
As the patriarch, this was the second time Luo Mang had come to the Doyen Council.
The first time, he, who had knelt in front of the Doyen Hall with hundreds of patriarchs from the 36 Blood Realms, was recognized as the patriarch.
After returning, the Luo Family's ranking in the Blood Mist Realm jumped to the top twenty.
This time, he didn't kneel outside the hall. Instead, he entered the hall.
Even though he met an elder, he didn't kneel. Instead, he chatted with the elder for a while.
Afterwards, he brought Luo Shang back to his family, as well as the glory he gained from this.
After returning, the Luo Family's ranking went straight to the top five.
At the beginning, all the elders thought that the glory of changing the family was brought by their son-in-law, Luo Shang, who had been kicked out of the family a long time ago …
Until Patriarch Luo Mang said that Luo Shang would become a servant.
"The inheritor of the Evil Emperor …"
This was their impression of the successor of the Evil Emperor.
In conclusion, he was a human that the Patriarch Council was very interested in.
This human had just rescued the escaped slaves of the Romang Family and killed more than a dozen of their subordinates.
The Conference Hall was a little dull.
It was as if this matter was too inconceivable and had happened too suddenly, causing the elders to be unable to accept it.
Until …
"The … the Council of Elders …"
An elder who seemed to be thinking of something said with a trembling voice.
These words were like a thread that had the power of starting and ending, straightening out the wild imaginations of all the elders.
Then, chaos broke out in the meeting hall.
"Phew …"
"Patriarch Council! Patriarch Council!"
"Haha, haha …"
"Luo Shang is just an Emperor. What's the point of scaring him?"
"I can't be careless. Think about the Blood Mist World …."
"This is a once in a million years opportunity for our Rogue Family!"
"The more it's like this, the more cautious we have to be!"
"Quickly invite the Clan Leader over!"
…
In the meeting hall, all the elders were jumping up and down like monkeys.
The steward of the blood mine, Luo Mao, was dumbfounded.
"I, I only asked the family for help to capture the escaped slaves …"
As soon as he thought of this, he saw two elders suddenly turn around and walk toward him with sinister smiles.
"Considering your loyalty, we'll spare your life. But before we capture the successor of the Evil Emperor, you …"
Before Luo Mao finished listening to the elders, his body and soul turned cold. He was frozen by the elders.
At the same time, Xie Tian walked out of the collapsed blood pool.
Including the three he had visited before, this was the thirty-sixth blood pool he had visited.
This meant that in fifteen minutes, he had visited thirty-three Rakshasa families in the Blood Mist Realm.
Now, there were thirty-six balls of light in his mind.
"It's about time …"
Glancing in the direction of the Luo Chi Family, Xie Tian slowly sat beside the blood pool …
Falling Dust.
Tianyi.
Evil Heart.
Inexplicably, all of them spread out and headed toward hope.
But the Rakshasa Family was still falling into the abyss of despair.
Because at this moment, he understood that the despair he had felt before was not despair at all.
"Rakshasa …"
When a voice was ancient and dignified, it was an accent that living beings could not bear.
Just hearing the other call his name, the Rakshasa Family's knees softened. He knelt heavily on the ground, and then his powerless upper body lay down, looking like he was at the mercy of others.
The one who spoke was a seemingly very old Rakshasa. He was the last Rakshasa to reach the Luo Chi Family's territory.
His arrival caused the dozens of family members surrounding the Rakshasa Family to kneel in midair. This was also the reason why the Rakshasa Family continued to fall into the abyss of despair.
"Clan extermination. How long has it been since something like this happened in the Blood Mist Realm?"
The leader of the third-ranked Rakshasa Family, Luo Chen, looked at the kneeling Rakshasa Family and asked.
The Rakshasa Family could not answer. All he could do was tremble and show how weak he was.
"Heh." Luo Chen's wrinkled lips pulled into a mocking smile. "I did not expect that in the current situation of the Blood Mist Realm, something like clan extermination would happen … Bastard!"
Pu …
The word "bastard" carried a pressure that landed on the Rakshasa Family's body, causing him to vomit blood.
"I am very curious." Luo Chen's expression gradually turned cold. "What kind of desire could turn you into a bastard and make you do such an evil thing!"
"Lord Luo Chen, I know a thing or two about this!" Luo Chi, who was kneeling on the ground, said with hatred, "The Rakshasa Family was brought here by another Rakshasa. It was that Rakshasa who exterminated my entire family!"
Hearing this, Luo Chen's eyes narrowed. "Tell me the details."
Who would have thought that when Luo Chi heard this, the hatred on his face turned into fear. He said in a trembling voice, "That, that Rakshasa is, is a Sage …"
"Sage?" Luo Chen's eyes turned cold. "You mean to say that our Blood Mist Realm has produced a nineteenth Titled Blood Disciple?"
In his view, a Sage who could exterminate an entire family could only be a Titled Blood Disciple.
"I, I don't, don't know …"
"Hmm, you don't know …" Luo Chen was speechless. There was a trace of impatience in his voice. "You should know how he exterminated your entire family!"
Luo Chi opened his mouth, trying to say something. But he felt that what he was about to say was not reliable. After some thought, he finally spoke with difficulty.
"He, he did not, did not do anything …"
Just when Luo Chen was about to sentence Luo Chi to death because of this …
"He, he relied on the aura of blood essence …"
Finally, Luo Chi said something that even he could not believe.
Luo Chen's pupils shrank. He almost shouted out that it was impossible!
Luckily, he had lived long enough. His long life had built up a strong foundation for him. That was why he could withstand the impact of this statement.
"Aura of blood essence … a Titled Blood Disciple cannot do that. Could it be a Titled Blood Disciple from the Blood Imperial Universe?"
Luo Chen's old heart skipped a beat.
Then, he looked at Luo Mei, the Emperor, and the Little Bell that Luo Mei was holding.
When he saw the butterfly knot on the Little Bell, he frowned. Then he took the Terra Warrior to him and put his withered hand on the warrior's head!
The next moment …
"Hahahaha, unify the Blood Mist Realm? You are not a descendant of the Luo Si Family. How dare you speak so arrogantly. If I do not kill you … "
"If you do not kill me, what are you going to do?"
Xie Tian, who had appeared next to Luo Mei, picked up the Little Bell with a smile, looked at Luo Chen and asked.
Feeling the faint aura of blood essence of the Luo Si Family on Xie Tian, Luo Chen looked at the Terra Warrior in his hand and felt like he was looking at a ghost.
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