"Whose blood is this? What does it have to do with me?"
The two Foundation Establishment Soul Ghosts answered almost simultaneously, speaking the same words.
"It's yours, yours, it's from your two children in Nanxun... but they're not dead yet."
Chen Dengming, whose eyes had been icy cold, frowned and asked with uncertainty in his voice.
"Stop trying to deceive me. This ball of blood is full of deep Resentment Qi. What actually happened to my two children?"
The two Soul Ghosts, scared beyond measure, hurriedly spilled out all types of information.
"They're not dead! They're really not dead! We were just hired by someone. This person wanted to find you, not for revenge, but because they didn't know how and had to resort to these means, summoning you using your children in the Cursed Land."
"The Cursed Land?"