The Death Prison Race chief brought the little ghosts—no, the Blood Spirit Clan—to the sacred land mystic realm within his race. There, he personally witnessed his own little brats ganging up to bully a young woman, after which that lady's son appeared.
He had people restrain those brats and was even preparing to kill them. Then, for some unknown reason, they broke free and killed the woman. At this point, the chief looked sincerely at Venerable Min Lin. "Madam, look, those little brats of ours merely killed some woman from who-knows-where. Besides, with so many powerful guards present, how could the few of them possibly have killed His Highness? You must be overthinking this."
Venerable Min Lin did not respond. The fourth-tier Universe Master beside her, who was performing the spacetime reversal, turned back and snapped, "Shut your mouth! Keep watching and see whether it is true or not!"
Then came His Highness's rage, His Highness killing people, His Highness's remorse. As he prepared to carry the woman home to seek help, a black-robed man appeared behind him and forcefully suppressed the Universe Masters protecting him. With a casual slap, he killed His Highness.
The Death Prison Race chief quietly shut his mouth. He was completely bewildered. Who was this black-robed expert who had appeared later? How had he not known that his race had produced another Universe Master? But it would not do to say that this man was not from the Death Prison Race. Judging from his techniques and secret arts, as well as the fact that he was willing to endure backlash just to resurrect those brats whom she now wished she could strangle to death—even if he had not been from the Death Prison Race before, he had to be one now.
The fourth-tier Universe Master