Demon Emperor City

In a pile of chaotic rocks and weeds, the Ancestor of the Blood Sea struggled to crawl.

The tiny blood figurine's limbs were short, unable to walk upright.

Rather than resembling a human, its form was more akin to a turtle.

Covered in mud and sand, he was a pitiful sight.

To escape from Lu Xuan's grasp, the Ancestor of the Blood Sea had resorted to a forbidden technique, burning his essence to barely retain a drop of true blood and his soul.

He was well aware of his dire state.

His body was extremely weak, unable to even maintain a proper human form.

But... There was always a way out in the heavens.

The sudden emergence of the Demon Emperor City was his chance!

Practicing the blood path secret techniques, he only needed sufficient resources and blood food to nurture his true blood and reconstitute his physical body.

Moreover, within the Demon Emperor City, there might be opportunities to recover...