The tall man sat comfortably on his cloud as he regarded Lu Zheng, Adara and Dapo.
Congealed blood bound the three by the hands and legs and they were only able to watch him. The ability to even move their bodies and left them already.
"You're of the Asura race" Lu Zheng identified the man's race unerringly.
"You have good eyes kid" The Asura smiled at Lu Zheng as his square pupils glistened.
"I thought the Asura race was already extinct" Lu Zheng continued to speak.
"Hmph!" The Asura was clearly offended and ignored the question. "My name is Cui Feng and I am the last of the Asura race"
Lu Zheng nodded his head in understanding as he explained a certain story to Dapo and Adara through soul transmission.
An era ago, the Asura race patriarch had offended a person who swore to exact revenge on the Asura race.
Years passed and the person became a Venerable. Even then, he did not forget his revenge and eliminated every Asura in the world.
Lu Zheng was surprised that this Cui Feng still survived.
"Why wouldn't I survive?" Cui Fend seemed to read Lu Zheng's thoughts. "After all, I do not cultivate the way you martial practitioners do"
Cui Feng's words surprised Lu Zheng and the others and they were suddenly interested, even as they were bound.
"I originate from the main world and lived in Northern Desert like the rest of the Asura race" Cui Feng's gaze was distant.
"Earth is not the main world?" Adara was puzzled. She had explored many secret realms and knew that there would be other worlds beyond Earth but she had never considered that Earth was just another world.
She had always believed that Earth was the centre of the world.
Cui Feng continued: "Back then, I was still very young, yet to receive natural inspiration. As the child of my Cui Clan's Clan Head, I was loved by the clan. I and my twin, Cui Fang were doted upon by the clan until the time for natural inspiration came. Unlike Fang'er, I did not receive it.
I waited for the natural inspiration for days which became weeks. Over time, the weeks rolled into months but I remained a mortal. After six months, Fang'er [1] reached the first tier of Refinement realm and the clan gave up on me. All of the clan's resources went to the new generation.
As a mortal, my life was tough. Despite my status within the clan, I still had to revere the martial practitioners like gods among men. When I reached twenty years in age, I engaged in a brawl with an Opening realm martial practitioner and managed to kill him.
It was at this moment that I ran away from the clan!"
"Life outside the clan was dangerous, for a mortal. Beasts were everywhere and I had to avoid them at all turns. A certain day came that I stumbled upon a blood path inheritance that could help mortals cultivate. The inheritance was left by a demonic path martial practitioner and was infinitely dangerous.
When I claimed it, I only had my head and torso intact.
Now, instead of using Qi, I use lifeblood essence and gain dao imprints by stealing them from blood path materials. My battle strength rose steeply but I always needed a constant source of energy. Now, my battle strength should be comparable with a martial practitioner at the second tier of Eternal realm"
Cui Feng had a cold smile: "When my battle strength reaches the Venerable realm, I will kill the Venerable that drove us extinct"
"Long Aotian" Lu Zheng said out of nowhere.
Rage discoloured Cui Feng's face as the binds on Lu Zheng's hands and legs tightened: "Never speak that name!"
The rest of the journey was in silence and they soon reached a floating island.
The floating island was mostly barren and a single blood red gem floated at its centre.
The binds loosened as Cui Feng faced the trio: "Which one of you is willing to take the blood god demon crystal for me?"
[1] Cui Feng saying Fang'er is a way of showing affection like Dear Fang