"Would you guard against your lover?" Duge sneered, "After drinking that cup of poison, I lost all my cultivation level. My esteed master personally extracted my Supre Bone. Not only that, fearing their conspiracy would be exposed, they wanted to crush my bones to ashes and annihilate my soul..."
Liu Ziyun was shaken: "What happened next? How did you escape?"
"Escape? The sect had cast a Heavenly Net; how could I escape? I hated, hated the injustice of the mortal realm, the selfishness of human hearts, the darkness of human nature... and then, I succumbed to demonhood." Duge’s voice beca calm, "After becoming a demon, I slaughtered the entire sect. That night, the sect was shrouded as dark as ink, blood flowed like rivers, and not a single person escaped."
"Good, well killed!" Du Ziming exclaid angrily, "These scums deserved to die."
"What happened after that? After you killed the people of the sect?" Liu Ziyun asked, "Did you beco what you are now? Did you also kill the people of Dragon Willow Villa?"
"What is Dragon Willow Villa in comparison?" Duge huffed, "After becoming a demon, I hated the world profoundly. I wanted to exterminate all the people in this world. Wherever I went, no one could survive; I would slay gods and Buddhas alike. I brought about a world darkened and chaotic, full of death and despair..."
"That’s not right, if you killed so many people, why haven’t I ever heard of you?" Liu Ziyun interrupted Duge, asking curiously.
"Have you ever heard of the Supre Bone, have you ever heard of the Nine-Colored Golden Lotus?" Duge asked.
Liu Ziyun shook his head.
"The world where I wrought havoc is too far removed from now. Back then, there was no Heavenly Court, no Buddhism Sect, no Daoist Ancestor..." Duge sneered, "No, there was a Daoist Ancestor. If not for the Daoist Ancestor, this world would have already beco nothing."
"Daoist Ancestor?" Liu Ziyun exclaid in surprise, "You’re from the era of the Daoist Ancestor?"
"More or less," Duge said despondently, "The Daoist Ancestor was a startling and outstanding genius. Without him, this world would have been destroyed by ."
"Was it the Daoist Ancestor who defeated you?" Du Ziming asked subconsciously.
"Yes, he defeated , but he couldn’t kill , for I embody the ultimate evil of the human world, becoming the true demon. As long as evil exists in the mortal realm, I will never truly die."
Duge said, "What the Daoist Ancestor could do was only to use the Great Divine Power to diminish my Magic Power and cast into the cycle of reincarnation, hoping that with the true goodness and beauty of the mortal realm, my spirit intelligence would be awakened."
A mont of silence.
The breaths of Liao Jiulong and his two companions stopped at once; the revelation from Duge was too explosive. They couldn’t imagine that the Demon Head who trapped them belonged to the sa era as the Daoist Ancestor.
But was what he said true?
If he really was a Demon Head that required the Daoist Ancestor to suppress, his abilities seed a bit too weak!
Especially Liao Jiulong, he thought of that slash at his neck.
The force of that slash was so feeble; it didn’t even behead him.
He had been frightened by the Dark God Power before, but now recalling it, the events that just transpired were filled with inconsistencies, and even the Golden Core True Man’s cultivation level was a product of his imagination...
If one claid that his cultivation level was insufficient, yet the Divine Skills he displayed, that cold and dark aura capable of isolating all light, far surpassed the ability any ordinary Demon Head could wield.
"Senior, are you truly soone from the sa period as the Daoist Ancestor?" Liu Ziyun asked cautiously.
"Do you think my strength is too weak?" Duge chuckled lightly, dispersing the Dark God Power that enveloped him, revealing his true form as a child.
"You..." Liao Jiulong and the others were simultaneously stunned; no one had expected that this person, who had called himself ’old man’ and played them for so long, would be a child.
"Every century a reincarnation. Each cycle, I must start accumulating my demonic aura from scratch. This life, I’ve only just awakened my spirit intelligence and spent my fundantal strength to summon three thousand Evil Demons from another world, using them to stir chaos in this world. Now do you still think I am weak?" Duge surveyed the three, speaking indifferently.
"Were the Evil Demons of the troubled tis brought here by you?" Liao Jiulong asked incredulously.
"Why are you doing this? You’ve clearly regained your spirit intelligence and mory?" Liu Ziyun asked.
"Yes, the Daoist Ancestor was clearly helping you," Du Ziming said.
"Helping ?" Duge snorted coldly, "That old man is clearly harming ; he wants to grind down in this endless cycle of reincarnation, and I’ve had enough of this life..."
He pointed at Liao Jiulong, mocking, "Moreover, through eons, the world is still full of such wicked people. Just a little provocation from , and they are ready to strike down their own dear ones. Human nature is inherently evil; does such a world truly need to exist?"
"..." Liao Jiulong opened his mouth but was rendered speechless.
"He’s your most trusted master, yet for his own benefit, he wanted to kill you with his own hands. Do you not hate him?" Duge turned to Liu Ziyun and the others, sneered, and said, "Don’t you want to kill him with your own hands?"
"I..." Liu Ziyun looked at his master, his face showing a struggle.
Du Ziming remained silent.
He looked at Liao Jiulong and then at Duge, suddenly understanding the hatred that had ford within him.
Betrayed by his own master and lover, his Supre Bone extracted, his heart must have been utterly desolate at the ti!
Thus, he wished to reenact the pain he had experienced in this world over and over, but those untested by human nature only deepened his loathing for this world with each cycle.
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