882 Blood Rakshasa Shows His Might, Tearing The Sang Family Apart (1)

At the Sang Manor.

On the branch of the moon, Master Sang sat quietly in the study, flipping through the plan to control the Nether Capital submitted by his strategist. This was clearly a matter for the Sikong Family, but the Sikong Family could not be carefree for long. When the Sang Family replaced the Sikong Family as the new royal family, the position of the City Lord of the Nether Capital would be his.

Some things had to be adapted in advance. It was better to be prepared.

Just as Master Sang was engrossed in his work, a guard suddenly rushed over. Master

As soon as the guard spoke, Master Sang frowned unhappily. The guard was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had disturbed the master's peace. He hurriedly coughed lightly and left. He reported softly, Master, I have something to see you about.

The Sang family was a newly promoted noble family. The rules were not that big originally, but seeing that they were about to replace the Sikong family, Master Sang also brought over the airs of the Sikong royal family early.

Master Sang put down the booklet in his hand and took a sip of tea before asking unhurriedly, What's making you so flustered?

The guard was snubbed, but he did not dare to touch it a second time. He replied respectfully, Master, something happened in the forbidden area.

Forbidden area? Master Sang paused in his actions of drinking tea. He wanted to scold him for not saying so earlier on such an important matter, but when the words reached his lips, he remembered that he was the one who set the rules here. He coughed lightly and said, The Yin Gu has already been stolen. What else can happen?

Of course, he did not expect something to happen to the Blood Rakshasa. After all, the Blood Rakshasa was so powerful that he was the last person in the Sang family who would be in trouble.

The guard said fearfully, The Blood Rakshasa went crazy and killed many experts of the Sang family!

What?! Master Sang stood up. He finally couldn't maintain his status as the City Lord anymore and rushed to the forbidden area.

In the forbidden area, the Blood Rakshasa had already killed three Level Six Asura Kings in a row and was about to kill the fourth. One had to know that although the Sang family had used a secret medicine to increase the Asura King's realm, it was not something that could become a Asura King just by capturing a sacrificial soldier, especially the Asura King above Level Five. Killing one meant one less. It was definitely not something that could be nurtured in three to five years.

They had already lost a few when dealing with the Sikong family. Now, they had let the Blood Rakshasa kill three for no reason. Master Sang's heart ached.

Stop! Master Sang stepped onto the wooden bridge and shouted at the Blood Rakshasa who was breaking the neck of the fourth Level Six Asura King.

Most of the Blood Rakshasa's body was soaked in the blood pool, and there were three Level Six Asura King's corpses floating beside him. Their blood had been placed in the blood pool, and they had become dried corpses. However, no one dared to salvage their corpses, not even taking a step closer.

Only Master Sang had the guts. Unfortunately, the Blood Rakshasa ignored him.

I told you to stop, did you hear me?! Master Sang said coldly.

This time, the Blood Rakshasa finally reacted. He slowly turned around and looked at Master Sang without blinking with his green eyes.

Let him go! Master Sang ordered again.

The Blood Rakshasa let go, but in the next second, he tore him in half with his bare hands.

Master Sang fell back in anger!

He had raised the Blood Rakshasa for so many years. It was impossible for him not to have accidentally killed someone. When they did not have enough supplies, the Blood Rakshasa would capture an expert from the Sang family to absorb his blood energy. However, ever since they found out about the Blood Rakshasa's temper and the number of offerings he needed, the Sang family had never made a similar mistake.

This time, it was clearly not caused by insufficient supplies. The Blood Rakshasa did not absorb their blood energy, so it was more like he was venting his anger.

Strange, what was there to be angry about?

Didn't he just sacrifice a purple-clothed saintess to him a few days ago? The purple-clothed saintess was much more nourishing than the Yin Gu. He should be very happy and satisfied.

Master Sang could not understand and could only continue to guess. What's wrong with you? Do you want the offerings again so quickly? Didn't we agree that we can only give you the Saint King after a few days?

There was a trace of anger on that blood-red face. Then, an extremely unpleasant hoarse voice said in a voice that was no longer smooth, Letmeout

This was simply not a sound that a human could make.

Master Sang could not remember the last time the Blood Rakshasa spoke. Ten years ago? Fifteen years ago? It did not sound human after not saying anything for so long.

It took Master Sang a long time to react to what he had said. A trace of shock flashed across his eyes, but he was not stunned for long. He looked down at him and said, You can't go out. Have you forgotten?