Sang Hong was incredibly heartbroken. “There’s no bad blood between my son and the blood race—why would they kill him?”

Zhuxie Chixin replied, “Members of the blood race kill without reason. Forget about humans for a minute—even if they ran into isolated fiends, their bloodthirsty nature would drive them to kill.”

Sang Hong finally understood what had happened. It was just bad luck that his son happened to run into someone of the blood race.

“But why would someone of the blood race appear here?” Sang Qien asked while biting her red lip.

“They probably do not wish for his majesty to gain eternal life. Since the fiend emperor has made a move, I need to contact His Majesty as quickly as possible,” Zhuxie Chixin said.

Sang Hong replied, “I wish to avenge my son first before I surrender myself. I hope Lord Zhuxie can show me some leniency.”

“No,” Zhuxie Chixin replied coldly. “I am in charge of capturing you all and bringing you to...