"Yes, I also feel someone is behind Lady Fang. Who's hiding there? Call them out for us to see," several of the old demons chimed in, none of whom were easy to deal with. 0

The Female Practitioner glanced forward, issuing a warning, "Blood Ancestor, better remind your disciples in time that consuming human blood and essence is forbidden in the mortal realm, especially for your lineage."0

Seeing her expression become stern and devoid of any smile, everyone else felt a chill. This was a clear signal that she was singling out a scapegoat.0

Amidst the golden expanse, near the divine moon shrouded in blood mist, an old figure with blood-red hair and a chillingly fierce countenance appeared.0

Wang Xuan watched with interest, having had dealings with someone from their lineage—Chi Meng, with whom he had traded Zheng Wu's heavenly blood.0

He had a high regard for Chi Meng, who showed ruthlessness at crucial moments, daring to intervene and spoil the plans of Zheng Yuan Tian's direct descendant, thwarting the ambitions of a supreme being. Now, he found himself facing the progenitor of that lineage.0

The Blood Ancestor's face darkened, "Lady Fang, isn't this a bit too demanding? Our people are accustomed...0