When he used his mortal body to smelt the blood of three thousand gods and demons, and finally became the immortal "Chaos Blood Ancestor"——
While the heavens were trembling, Qin Wuya lazily leaned on the throne, letting the princess of the subjugated country rub his shoulders, while the saint of the monster tribe fed him wine and sighed softly:
"What this emperor wants is just to make the person who drew my blood... Into a blood lantern."
