"The Blood Race has already gone into seclusion. Finding them won't be easy," Xu Zimo said with a slight shake of his head.
In this age where the Human Race flourished and the Demon Race followed close behind, the other races could only survive with their tails tucked between their legs.
Like the Blood Race—they were surely hidden away in some corner of the world, perhaps sealing off their clan and refusing to emerge, or perhaps someone right beside you was a member of the Blood Race.
It was simply that you had never known.
"I'd like to ask you for a favor," the Divine Emperor said.
"You want me to help you find the Blood Race?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Could you look into it within your sect for me?" The Divine Emperor nodded. "Your sect must have records concerning the Blood Race. My identity cannot be exposed too much at present.
"You know there are too many sects on this continent that bear hostility toward me. Once they learn of my whereabouts,
"I'm afraid they'll gather their entire clans and force their way into the Old Land."
Xu Zimo gave a soft laugh. The Divine Emperor had been too arrogant in his youth, dreaming of ruling the entire Yuanyang Continent.
In the end, three Great Emperors descended to slay him, shattering even his Heavenly Mandate.
Before obtaining the Myriad Red Lotus and condensing a Heavenly Mandate anew, he could likely only remain in hiding.
"I'll look for it when I return, but I can't guarantee there are any records of the Blood Race," Xu Zimo said.
Even in his Previous Life, he had never heard any news related to the Blood Race.
There were no fewer than three thousand races in the world. There were many races that even