The Vampires Bow Their Heads

Just as the Vampire Race began investigating whether that batch of resources and treasures had been stolen by their own kind, news arrived that several Planet Grade Heavenly Immortals from the clan had fled. Traces of that very batch of resources and treasures were found in their residences.

What the hell... was that conclusive proof?

The Vampire Race's upper echelons were dumbfounded. This was like yellow mud splattering into their pants—whether it was shit or not, it looked like shit. Before the Vampire Race could even conceal the matter, the Ghost Rat Race learned of it and launched an even larger war.

Although it was not yet certain whether the Vampire Race had truly done it, several of their own Planet Grade Heavenly Immortals had fled. It seemed this really had been their doing.

Thus, the Vampire Race fought the Ghost Rat Race with a guilty conscience and suffered defeat after defeat once more, ceding even more territory to the Ghost Rat Race. At the same time, the Vampire Race began dispatching Stellar Grade Heavenly Immortals to the front lines to resist the Ghost Rat Race, giving Song Ankang an opportunity to enslave them.

Otherwise, the Vampire Race's Stellar Grade ancestors all hid deep within their caverns every day, living close together. It truly would not have been easy to take them down.

Now, through the Ghost Rat Race's provocation, the Vampire Race's Stellar Grade ancestors had been scattered apart, giving Song Ankang the chance to enslave them one by one.

With Song Ankang's current strength, his true-body star had already reached 200 trillion square kilometers, and his overall combat strength rivaled that of a third-layer Half-Saint. If he encountered a lone Stellar Grade Heavenly Immortal of the Vampire Race, taking one down was as easy as plucking fruit from