"I fully understand your burning desire for revenge. Not to mention you—even I am seething with rage.
"But the situation remains unclear. We know far too little about this person's origins, so we truly should not act rashly.
"Besides, Fenglei may be dead, but her Demonic Core has fallen into his hands. If we can recover it, we may yet be able to preserve her life!"
Ji Changfeng waved his hand, his words unconsciously revealing intense grief and indignation.
Great Demon Fenglei had been close to Fen Tian and was also one of his capable subordinates.
Her misfortune was not an outcome he wished to see either.
As his words fell, his gaze passed over his companions and turned toward the figure in the distance, who was frantically absorbing the dense blood energy.
Taking a deep breath, Ji Changfeng forcibly suppressed the anguish of losing a capable general and maintained a calm front.
"Junior dares to ask Senior's name and origins."
"Little fellow, did your elders never teach you that before asking someone else's name, you should first announce your own?!"
The Resurrected One's lips curved slightly as he asked with a cold sneer.
Only then did Ji Changfeng say, "This junior is Ji Changfeng of the Demon Race. May I ask Senior's name?"
A glint flashed through the Resurrected One's eyes as he raised a brow. "The Demon Race? Your surname is Ji? What is Guixu Emperor Venerable Ji Zhongyuan of the Demon Realm to you?"
Ji Changfeng answered truthfully, "He is my father!"
The Demon Emperor of the Demon Race had already been missing for many years.
Over the past several thousand years, many members of the Demon Race had even ceased to know the Demon Emperor's name.
But the person before him was an existence from over