"What kind of person did this?" Wu Yue asked, disbelief written all over his face.
"Who else could it have been besides Zhu Tianlei and Zhu Yi?" Song Wen sneered.
"But why would they do this? Even if they knew you would surely come to settle accounts with them, they could have simply fled. Why slaughter their own clansmen? And deliberately drain all their blood essence?" Wu Yue asked in confusion.
"Perhaps they feared that I possessed some secret art capable of finding people through the bloodline of their close relatives?"
A flicker of astonishment appeared in Wu Yue's eyes. "Senior, does such a secret art truly exist?"
Song Wen nodded.
Back in the lower realm, Song Wen had once seen such a secret art in the Corpse Demon Sect. It was called the Bloodline Curse.
In those days, he had still been a minor Qi Refinement cultivator. The Yan Family had betrayed the Corpse Demon Sect, and the sect had used this secret art to locate every blood relative of the Yan Family.
Later, after Song Wen took control of the Corpse Demon Sect, the Bloodline Curse had fallen into his hands as well.
However, this secret art was exceedingly cumbersome to perform. It required the construction of a specific altar, the arrangement of corresponding formations, and the refinement of special ritual implements.
"Zhu Tianlei has always claimed to be a righteous cultivator, yet he acts even more ruthlessly and viciously than us demonic cultivators. This junior has killed quite a few people too, but I have never laid a hand on my own kin. Heh heh heh... The righteous path truly is full of hypocrites," Wu Yue said mockingly.
Both openly and subtly, he disparaged righteous cultivators. Clearly, he intended to use their shared identity as corpse cultivators