Chapter 1063: Chapter 1063: The First Prince of the Blood Clan
"Ye Luo, do you think I am a sinner?"
Suddenly, Shi Yanran spoke in a low tone, her eyes shimmering with deep sorrow.
"Why would you say that?"
Ye Luo looked at Shi Yanran in astonishment.
"If it weren’t for me, so many people who came with me wouldn’t have died. We came to Country M together, but now I’m the only one alive, and they all died because of me."
Shi Yanran’s voice was filled with sadness, her expression tinged with pain.
"Don’t think too much, these things have nothing to do with you. The grudge should be counted against those people of the Ability Alliance. Rest assured, if I get the chance, I will definitely kill a few more of them to avenge the deceased."
"And when we return, I will arrange for a large compensation to be given to the families of those who died as a bit of restitution. You should let go of any guilt and anxiety."
Ye Luo said, trying to console Shi Yanran.
"Mm."
Shi Yanran nodded, her mood still somewhat downcast.
In the blink of an eye, a new day arrived. Los Angeles in Country M welcomed a brand-new day, while across the ocean, the Land of Huaxia was plunged into the night.
Capital City, Situ Family.
Situ Luoyun walked in indifferently, entered the main hall, and saw Situ Yunchao sitting there.
Situ Luoyun frowned slightly and said, "Didn’t they say Grandfather had urgent matters to discuss with me? Where is he?"
"Situ Luoyun, you still know how to come back? I thought you had forgotten your own surname."
Situ Yunchao’s voice was cold and scornful.
"Hmph, I’m not in the mood for your nonsense!"
Situ Luoyun snorted coldly and turned to leave, but just then, two men clad in black robes, exuding thick Demonic Qi, walked in. They were from the Demon Palace.
"People from the Demon Palace?"
Feeling the terrifying Demonic Qi emanating from the two men, Situ Luoyun’s complexion changed, and she turned sharply to look at Situ Yunchao, demanding in a deep voice, "You’re colluding with the Demon Palace too?"
"Hmph, Ye Luo turned Wen Tian into a cripple. How could I possibly let him off? I can’t kill him myself, but there are those who can. As long as he dies a painful death, I am willing to pay any price."
Situ Yunchao’s face was dark, his eyes flashing with a cold glint.
"What you’re doing is pushing the Situ Family into the fire. Does Grandfather know about your actions?"
Situ Luoyun asked coldly.
"Hmph, whether Father knows or not doesn’t matter. As long as I have you in hand, I’m not afraid that Ye Luo won’t willingly walk into the trap. Once he’s dead, all of his women must die too," Situ Yunchao roared fiercely.
"You..."
Situ Luoyun’s face was filled with anger, a powerful aura suddenly bursting forth, ready to flee.
Bang!
One of the two strong men from the Demon Palace stepped forward and struck Situ Luoyun with a palm, knocking her out cold.
"Honored Demon Palace sirs, when Ye Luo learns his woman has been captured, he will surely appear. This time, he must be killed at all costs!"
Situ Yunchao said to the two men.
"No one can escape the clutches of Demon Palace," he said, "but now that the Situ Family has become a part of Demon Palace, if you dare to betray, every member of the Situ Family shall die."
The two Demon Palace masters swept their cold gazes over Situ Yunchao.
"Yes, the Situ Family will always be loyal to Demon Palace!"
Situ Yunchao’s body trembled as he nodded quickly.
Meanwhile, in the sky above the outskirts of the Capital City, a blond foreign elder, dressed in a black suit, exuding a cold aura and with a gloomy look in his eyes, flew by, with a pair of blood-colored wings behind him.
"It seems the Blood Clan is becoming more and more presumptuous, entering the Land of Huaxia at will. Do you think Huaxia has no one left to stand against you?"
A deep voice exploded out of nowhere in the black night, and suddenly appearing in the void was Elder Shi.
"Huaxia powerhouse, the Blood Clan has no intention of becoming enemies with Huaxia. The person inheriting the bloodline of our Blood Emperor has fallen into Huaxia, and I am under the orders of the Blood Emperor to bring her back. I will absolutely not cause trouble in Huaxia, please forgive me!"
The foreign elder bowed slightly, his attitude very sincere.
"Are you the prince of the Blood Clan?"
Elder Shi asked calmly.
"I am Jackson, the first prince of the Blood Clan!"
The foreign elder stated flatly.
A hint of surprise flickered in Elder Shi’s eyes as he looked at the elder, "I did not expect the Blood Emperor to call upon you, his first prince. It seems you are indeed determined to reclaim that royal bloodline!"
"Respected Huaxia powerhouse, please let us pass. The Blood Clan does not wish to become enemies with you! Please don’t make it difficult for us!"
Jackson stated with a deep voice, a cold light flickering in his eyes. If he hadn’t felt the powerful aura of Elder Shi, and to avoid any complications, Jackson would have already taken action. After all, the temperament of the Blood Clan was not to reason so much, but to act directly.
"I’m sorry, this is Huaxia. As long as it is within Huaxia, everything belongs to Huaxia, and you, the Blood Clan, cannot touch it!"
Elder Shi said coldly.
Boom!
Suddenly, a terrifying aura surged from Jackson’s body, the might of the Blood Clan spreading out, with powerful gales generated by the flapping of his blood-colored wings.
His eyes flickering with crimson bloodlight, Jackson glared at Elder Shi, "Do you truly wish to be enemies with the Blood Clan!"
"It is the Blood Clan who has repeatedly intruded into the territory of Huaxia. You have already provoked the dignity of Huaxia!"
Elder Shi also refused to give ground. He stepped forward, hands clasped behind his back, a formidable, invisible aura spreading around him, shaking the heavens and the earth, his robe billowing without wind, radiating an extremely powerful presence, his eyes profound, sparkling with brightness.
"Then do not blame me for being impolite!"
Jackson let out a cold shout, an aura of terror erupting from his body, overwhelming like an abyss, his hands growing into elongated claws.
With his eyes full of bloodlight and wings flapping, he appeared in front of Elder Shi in an instant, slashing viciously at Elder Shi with a claw.
Bang!
Elder Shi threw a punch, colliding fiercely with Jackson’s claw, and a muffled sound like thunder erupted.
Waves of energy rippled outwards as both men took several steps backward in the air.
"Worthy of being the Blood Clan’s first prince, your strength is indeed extraordinary!"
"Old man, I have just recovered from my injuries. Today, I shall use you to get some exercise!"
Elder Shi laughed, waving his hands as endless nature’s spiritual energy converged, quickly condensing into a palm print, and he pressed it down towards Jackson.
As the palm print was released, space itself twisted and distorted, turning into a vacuum—a clear indication of the horror of the palm print, which even the void could scarcely withstand.
