"Pay homage to the Ancestor Cain!"
"Pay homage to the Ancestor Cain!"
"Pay homage to the Ancestor Cain!"
...
The Twelve Disciples prostrated on the ground, bowing deeply, fearing they had once again angered Cain.
The pain from their souls was something they would never forget!
"It was you who took the lead just now, wasn't it?"
Under everyone's gaze, Cain, holding the scepter, walked unhurriedly to the constantly bowing Bloodline Prince.
In Cain's deep eyes was a peculiar black aura. With just his light words, he could make the Bloodline Prince clearly feel his blood surging uncontrollably toward his heart!
That's the true terror of Cain. He is the oldest master of the Blood Clan!
No matter the situation, he would not lose absolute control over every member of the Blood Clan!
How terrifying!
"Ancestor, spare my life! My actions were solely to empower the Dark Council!"
