"Please... let go of me."

Soul Concubine, who had already prepared herself for death, suddenly found herself being carried away from the grand hall by a man. She was initially startled, then began to push against Qin Yi's chest, trying to break free.

However, Qin Yi held her tighter, adopting a stance that prevented her from doing anything foolish. "Why would you want to die when everything is fine?"

"This isn't death; it's returning to my roots, it's destiny, it's tradition. You can't stop me, nor can you interfere with tradition. Each generation has its own ruler. With the emergence of a new emperor, the older generation should naturally return to the demon veins. This is a rule passed down through thousands of years of demonic tradition."