City of No Return, Holy Capital.
Ghost Blade appeared outside the city gate, and the scimitar in his hand flew out quickly, and the heads of several guards outside the city fell to the ground.
"My Lord, please." Ghost Blade stepped aside to make way and looked at the person behind him respectfully.
Cen Ji looked coldly at the blood splattered all over the ground, stepped over the corpse and walked into the city gate.
"Ghost Blade! How dare you come back?"
Several rows of guards came running, weapons drawn, and looked at the two people at the city gate vigilantly.
The leader was wearing black armor, had dark skin, and a long scar at the corner of his mouth. He was the one who shouted the scolding just now.
"Where did you take the Lord's body?"
Ghost Blade looked at the guards in front of him expressionlessly and whispered to the leader, "Xiao Pin, the old master is dead, so I brought the new master back."
"New Lord? Are you kidding me? You're not talking about that kid?" Chopin sneered.
Like Ghost Blade, he was a subordinate of the Old Lord. The two used to be as close as brothers, but he never expected that Ghost Blade would steal the Old Lord's body and then disappear, leaving him alone to guard the Holy City.
"He is the descendant of the old master, and now he has the old master's spiritual power in his body." Ghost Blade said coldly.
He was the only one who knew that the old master had a son, and it was he who sent Cen Ji out of the Demon Realm, so Xiao Bang did not know that the old master had any bloodline.
"What are you talking about? Impossible! Your Lordship doesn't even have a queen, so how could he have children?" Xiao Bang frowned and shouted. "Ghost Blade, have you been bribed by some lord? Are you making up such a lie to deceive me?"
"He didn't lie to you." Cen Ji said in a calm tone.
The fact that he could absorb Rong Jue's spiritual roots proved that what Gui Ren said was true.
"Boy, I don't believe what he says, so how can I believe what you say?" Chopin looked at Cen Ji warily.
Ghost Blade disappeared inexplicably and took away the Lord's body. He had thought about the possibility of finding a new Lord, but he had never heard that the Lord had a son.
"Then I'll prove it to you." Cen Ji walked forward, gently pushed away the ghost blade, and stood in front of Xiao Pin.
A fierce look flashed in Cen Ji's eyes, and then he suddenly raised his hand and concentrated his spiritual power to attack Xiao Pin.
Chopin quickly stretched out his palm to take Chen Jing's attack.
The two confronted each other for a moment, and Cen Ji felt the spiritual power in his body surge, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Xiao Pin did not withdraw the spiritual power in his hands, and attacked Chen Ji more fiercely.
Ghost Blade did not make a move, but stood there and watched the situation develop.
Cen Ji suppressed the severe pain in his lungs and faced the gradually increasing spiritual power on the other side.
After a while, Cen Ji lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, veins bulged on his forehead, and his hands trembled.
Xiao Pin withdrew his spiritual power, and Cen Ji was about to fall to the ground.
Ghost Blade flashed and helped Cen Ji up. "Do you believe it now?"
Xiao Pin nodded. The spiritual power that Cen Ji had just used was indeed very similar to the Lord's spiritual power. It seemed that he could really absorb the Lord's spiritual roots.
The Lord's spiritual roots are special. Unless his bloodline is the same as his, his spiritual roots will not be easily absorbed by others. In other words, he is indeed the Lord's son.
"Thank you." Cen Ji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said to Chopin.
The spiritual power he just used seemed like an attack, but in fact it helped him to smooth out the two spiritual powers in his body. He felt much better now.
"The Demon Realm cannot be without a master. The old master is dead, and now it is his right to inherit the position of master." Ghost Blade whispered to Chopin.
"Is it credible?" Chopin looked at Chen Ji and asked.
"Is it credible to defend the Holy City and maintain peace in the Demon Realm?" Cen Ji raised his eyes and said to Chopin.
Chopin frowned as he looked at the young man in front of him. His eyes hid something that he couldn't see through. His expression and tone were very similar to those of the old master.
This time, it can be considered as fate.
"Greetings, my lord." Chopin suddenly knelt down and raised his hands high and clasped them above his head.
Seeing this, the guards behind Chopin also knelt down and saluted.
Ghost Blade glanced at Cen Ji, then lowered his head and respectfully helped him into the Holy City.
Cen Ji looked at the people kneeling on the ground, and thought of the steamed bun in the dog bowl when he was a child.
In order to grab the steamed bun, he was bitten by a dog and his skin and flesh were turned inside out. Fortunately, he bit the dog to death first. If he had not eaten the steamed bun and the dog, he might not be alive today and would not hear them calling him Lord.
So why? Rong Jue obviously had so much, why couldn't he just give him a steamed bun?
"Will this holy city destroy humanity?" Cen Ji asked softly. If not, how could there be such cruel people in the world.
"The Lord has the final say. If the Lord allows him to destroy his humanity, then he can destroy his humanity." Ghost Blade replied in a low voice.
Cen Ji sneered.
It seems to be true. From the moment he entered the Demon Realm, he was no longer thinking about simply protecting himself.
He wanted more, not just a steamed bun.
"I asked you to deliver the things to the lords. Have they all been delivered?" Cen Ji asked.
He cut Rong Jue's body into several pieces and sent them to the three lords as a great gift to them on his first visit to the Demon Realm.
"It's delivered." Ghost Blade replied.
Although he had followed the old master for many years, the old master was now dead and all that was left was a corpse. The master was ruined and that was it.
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