Hearing the black-robed creature's words, Jian Yihai did not grow angry. Instead, he gave a respectful bow before slowly leaving Blood Space.
After Jian Yihai left, the sea of blood before the black-robed creature suddenly surged into an Overwhelming Giant Wave.
A rumbling boom came from beneath the sea of blood.
The boundless sea of blood condensed into the shape of a monster, standing atop the blood sea and floating in midair.
"The Jiang Family has appeared?" the monster asked in a deep, heavy voice.
"We are still gathering intelligence," the black-robed creature replied blandly.
"They guarded the seal for so many years. Now that the seal is about to break, even if they hide at the ends of the earth, I will tear their entire clan into ten thousand pieces."
"The seal is nearly broken. The day it shatters will be the day our Blood Clan emerges once more."
The monster within the sea of blood threw back its head and roared.
"If it had not been for the Divine Ancestor, we should have ruled this continent for generation after generation."
"Wait patiently. In this age, the Great Emperor has yet to emerge, and the Heavenly Mandate has yet to take shape. Everything will return to the end of the Mythological Era.
"The wheel of history will turn once more," the black-robed creature said to itself, as though muttering.
"No one can stop it. The flood of the Blood Clan's revival will destroy everything like rotten wood and withered weeds."
One morning in Overlord Sword City, Xu Zimo was roused from his cultivation by a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" He opened his eyes, slowly exhaled, and asked.
"Honored guest, I've brought your breakfast," the person outside replied.
"Come in," Xu Zimo said indifferently.
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