What Lu Qian inherited was not the glory of the demonic path, but the blood debt of his entire family being wiped out. The moment he opened his eyes, he found himself kneeling next to his father's body, with the enemy's knife still hanging above his head.
He didn't cry or run away. Instead, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth - the "Asura murderous intention" that made the entire demonic world fearful was awakening from his bloodline at this moment.
The people of the Twelve Demonic Sects are already on the road and want to eradicate the roots. But they didn't know that the young man who crawled out from the pile of dead people had been thirsty for the knife in his hand for a long time.
