After building the Kun Wu mountain, Fang Yuan recovered his body and looked in the direction of the Yin-Yang Continent in deep thought.
The seeds that he sowed before were already beginning to bloom and bear fruit at this moment.
In one area of the castle.
Dracula's complexion was cold as he looked at the surrounding clan elders.
"Earl Smith, Earl Black River, Earl Floren… All of you are my blood relatives and the elders of the Blood Race…"
He seemed older than before, and he said with a somber demeanor, "I've called for the presence of all of you today in order to lay your verdict on a traitor of the Blood Race! Catherine!"
Accompanied by applause, a royal lady vampire was escorted to the scene, her hair was in a mess, and a large blood stain was on her skirt's hemline.
"Catherine, my heart hurts, for you are my most favorite female descendant…"