Despair came from the exposure of Xie Tian's identity …
Excitement was the same.
When they learned that the Thirteen Ancestral Halls had been subdued by an unfathomable being, the Thirteen Grand Elders knew that the final trump card of the 36 Blood Realms had to be revealed to the world, regardless of whether Luo Zheng had sent any news or not.
This was the rule that existed when the Thirty Paths of Blood World was established, and it was also the final manifestation of the will of the Council of Elders.
However, this was the final embodiment of determination, and there was still the possibility of failure.
This possibility was that the one who stirred up trouble in the Thirty-six Blood Worlds was really the Lord who could scare Luo Zheng away.
In this way, the will of the Council of Elders would be trampled on like never before.
Even if this Lord would let the Council of Elders go in the end, the thirteen elders would definitely not have the right to remain in the Council and control the Thirty-six Blood Worlds.
At first, this was a worry that was about to come.
When Luo He reminded them with the Light of Destruction that would not be fulfilled by the blood oath, it became a motivation.
And when Xie Tian walked out of the land of Luo He with his real body and said that he would choose a way to die, the motivation became a desire to fight and kill.
As they said, in front of the Thirteen Ancestral Palaces, unless it was an existence that surpassed the limits of this world, or an existence that was comparable to the Thirteen Ancestral Palaces, such as Lord Luo Zheng, all living beings would be defeated.
The fate of the Evil Emperor's successor proved this point, and it made the thirteen elders extremely excited.
But at the same time, the rationality of the elders kept reminding them not to forget a few questions that they did not understand …
For example, were these ancestors really so stupid that they could not distinguish between the successor of the Evil Emperor and the Lord?
For example, why were these ancestors so close to them?
For example, why did that little Luo Zheng make their scalps go numb, and why did his Essence Blood become unknown?
…
Happiness was finally the dominant factor.
At the moment when the Thirty-six Blood Worlds were about to be overturned, the thirteen elders acted together and stabilized the chaotic situation …
How much prestige would they gain from this?
How much would the concentration of power increase from this?
How much would the redistribution of resources increase from this?
Most importantly, how much would Lord Luo Zheng value them?
…
The battle had yet to end, but the temptation and imagination brought about by the benefits of war began to spread in their minds, which they thought were sober.
Of all the benefits, the one that Lord Luo Zheng valued was naturally the most important.
Perhaps it was due to the impact of their desires, but at this moment, they were not worried at all that Luo Zheng would be angry at them for killing the successor of the Evil Emperor, whom they had failed to kill …
An adult would naturally have the magnanimity of an adult.
Moreover, no matter what the outcome of this battle was, there would not be any information about the successor of the Dark Emperor that would reach Luo Zheng's ears.
There was only news that a Rakshasa who had rebelled against his superiors had been annihilated by the Council of Elders.
When the 13 Doyens' thoughts reached the point where they began to check for any flaws in Luo Zheng's plan …
Luo Mei, who had been sneering and enduring all kinds of pain in the Blood Ancestor River, finally trembled …
"M-Master …"
Luo Mei had been worried about the Council ever since Xie Tian decided to go against the Council of Elders.
But because of her trust in her master, and because of her understanding of Xie Tian's heaven-defying actions …
She maintained her fighting spirit in the midst of her struggle.
Until she could no longer see that calm face.
Because the master in her eyes had disappeared from a small white dot, as if he had been completely annihilated by the Blood Ancestor River.
"Master? Hmph! "
The 13 Doyens' thoughts were pulled away from their deep thoughts because of this worrisome word.
"This must be the female Rakshasa in Luo Shang's mind …"
"Her name is Luo Mei, an Emperor of the Lower Realm. She sneaked into the 36 Blood Realms and became a Pool Slave for hundreds of years!"
"Hehe, speaking of which, this slut seems to be the cause of all this!"
"See, the successor of the Evil Emperor doesn't have a good taste. Hehe, a broken flower is worth it!"
"What a disgrace to the Rakshasa Clan! Not only did she recognize a human as her master, but she is also so worried about him. How annoying, how hateful! "
"Hehe, according to what you said, will she be buried with the successor of the Evil Emperor?"
…
"No!"
A sudden scream interrupted the Doyens' banter.
At this moment, Luo Mei's beautiful face was twisted by madness.
"Master will be fine!"
"Master is the successor of the omnipotent Evil Emperor!"
"There is nothing in the world that he cannot do!"
"The final victory will belong to Master!"
…
Little Luo Zheng, who had forgotten to struggle, still had a sliver of hope that Xie Tian had changed his fate …
But Luo Mei's words destroyed the last sliver of hope.
"It's, it's really the successor of the Evil Emperor …"
The Doyens snorted at Luo Mei's ridiculous confidence.
But before they could turn their sighs into words and speak again …
"Hmm?"
An inexplicable fluctuation spread out from nowhere. Even the aura they maintained with all their strength could not stop it. It smoothly brushed past their Rakshasa Heart.
The moment it brushed past, the Blood Judgement Ground, which was formed by nine giants and a river of blood, inexplicably shook.
The shaking was very slight.
It was so slight that the ancestors who were struggling in the river of blood did not feel it …
But it made the hearts of the thirteen Doyens tremble.
"This is …"
Their gazes, mixed with fear and vigilance, began to look around.
Finally, when the second wave of fluctuation brushed past, the thirteen pairs of eyes fell on the land of the Roh Clan.
The fluctuation came from here.
But they could not think of anything else that could make them shudder after the successor of the Evil Emperor was destroyed.
What made them even more incredulous was that what made them shudder was the power that came from Rakshasa.
"Could it be that the successor of the Evil Emperor still has not made a move …"
Before they could finish their guesses …
The land of the Roh Clan, which was also covered by the giant's river of blood, began to collapse.
The collapse was soundless.
It was as if the power that caused the clan's land to collapse prevented the wails and screams from coming from the clan's land.
When the collapse had progressed to a certain extent, they finally saw the thing that caused the clan's land to collapse.
It was thirteen drops of blood essence.
Thirteen drops of blood essence that made them shudder in fear.
Because these thirteen drops of blood essence were purer than the blood essence that flowed in their bodies that came from the ancestors of the thirteen clans.
But before their gazes could be filled with greed, they suddenly turned and landed in the center of the thirteen drops of blood essence.
The thirteen drops of blood essence surrounded a young female Rakshasa.
It seemed that this female Rakshasa did not know what had happened, and her small face was full of doubt.
It seemed that because of this, the gazes of the Doyens once again turned and looked at the butterfly beside Little Bell.
The butterfly slowly flapped its wings in a very strange manner.
When they saw the void that was constantly being destroyed and reborn as the wings flapped, the pupils of the thirteen Doyens constricted at the same time!
At this moment, they realized that the thing that caused the clan's land to collapse was not the thirteen drops of blood essence, but this butterfly.
And when they felt the aura of the first blood essence of the Rakshasa contained in the butterfly's antennae …
A lightning-like spiritual light struck their minds with a loud rumble, almost causing their souls to scatter and scatter!
"This, this, this …"
"The, the blood essence of the thirteen clans!"
"He, he wants to absorb the blood essence of the thirteen clans!"
"This is impossible! This is an absolute taboo! "
"Absolutely not …"
…
Before the roars of disbelief could fade away, the land of the river of blood continued to surge, as if a peerless beast was about to emerge from the bottom of the river!
"Master!"
As Luo Mei cried tears of joy, a skeleton leaped out from the land of the river of blood. Under the horrified gazes of the thirteen Doyens, it slowly stepped above their heads, into the world that was ruled by the nine giants!
"This is impossible!"
The thirteen Doyens' eyes almost popped out of their sockets!
Because this scene could only mean one thing!
The method that they used to control the thirteen ancestral palaces had been seen through by the successor of the Evil Emperor!
Not to mention the speculation that the successor of the Evil Emperor wanted to absorb the blood essence of the thirteen clans …
This scene alone had subverted their understanding!
But the next moment …
"Hahahaha!" The first Doyen pointed at Xie Tian and laughed maniacally. "Even if you saw through the method that we used to control the ancestral palaces, even if you took away three of the ancestral palaces, there is absolutely no way that you can absorb the blood essence of the thirteen clans!"
"I know." Xie Tian, who was recovering his physical body, suppressed his deep exhaustion and pain, and said softly, "There is still one ancestral palace left …"
"Release …"
Before the Doyens could say a word …
Xie Tian's aura inexplicably changed.
"However, there is still hope …"
As soon as he finished speaking, the aura of hope that the giant blood-colored coffin had bestowed upon Luo Zheng continuously surged out of his body …
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