I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 1298 - 1297: Purgatory Demon Charioteer and Demon Venerable Tianpeng

Chapter 1298 -1297: Purgatory Demon Charioteer and Demon Venerable Tianpeng

Moreover, he is a descendant of the direct lineage, possessing the bloodline of the Purgatory Demon Charioteer.

Hence, from a young age, he lacked no resources for cultivation. His appointment at the Heavenly Dragon Empire was merely a trial.

Forming a good relationship with the Heavenly Dragon Empire would equate to securing his future resources.

The Demon Realm is at the center of the Catastrophe Demon Domain, though deeply hidden, residing within the Inner World.

Ordinary people absolutely cannot see it. Even true mighty beings dare not venture deep here.

Fierce Demonic Qi is surging.

The Demon Realm, also known as the Lesser Catastrophe Demon Domain, is the true residence of the Demon Race.

There are tens of thousands of the Demonic Horde here, yet without command, no demon can easily leave.

Only those like Old Demon Wei, who serve as officials outside, have the privilege.

In the innermost layer of the Demon Realm, the Demonic Qi comes across as even more expansive.

The continuous Demonic Qi is like clouds in the sky, completely obscuring the Firmament.

Under the shroud of Demonic Qi, there are two Demon Mountains.

This is the Forbidden Land of the Demon Race. Without exceptional status, no demon can enter.

Even Old Demon Wei must report in advance to see if he qualifies.

Having returned to the Demon Realm, Old Demon Wei reported everything that happened with Xu Zimei to the senior levels of the Demon Race.

However, even these matters were beyond the high-level Demon Race’s handling, and Xu Zimei named, requiring a dialogue with two Demon ancestors.

The senior levels, unable to proceed otherwise, could only convey the words truthfully.

Between the two Demon Mountains, how many years of tranquility have passed?

An inadvertent sigh suddenly broke the silence here.

The grass flourished, and the warm wind blew.

“How many years has it been?” A voice came from the left Demon Mountain.

“One billion, eight hundred million, nine hundred forty-eight thousand years,” the right Demon Mountain responded precisely.

“Tian Peng, it seems you awaken every year,” the voice on the left chortled.

“The master has returned,” the voice on the right said casually.

“Tian Peng, do you still acknowledge him as our master?” The left voice pondered for a while, eventually asking.

“If he truly is the master, I would acknowledge him.

But after billions of years of Reincarnation, things have changed, the current master is not the former master.”

“Yet no matter how things are, if his bloodline and belief remain unchanged, he is indeed our master,” insisted the voice on the right stubbornly.

“Then we must see if he’s worthy. I, Mosha, will not submit to a mediocre person,” snorted the left voice coldly.

“I’ve strategized for countless years, finally achieving some peace, and now am I to throw it all away for destruction?”

“Mosha, you’ve forgotten your original intention,” the right voice stated calmly without arguing.

“What original intention?” questioned the Purgatory Demon Charioteer defiantly.

“Indeed, after billions of years, even the firmest resolve can be eroded by time,” Demon Venerable Tianpeng murmured softly.

“Tian Peng, what do you mean,” Mosha stated coldly.

“I see the one forgetting the original intention is yourself.”

His words settled, and the entire Demon Mountain remained silent for a while, suddenly vibrating.

Demonic Qi began to boil, and Demon Venerable Tianpeng’s voice emerged.

“Mosha, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Isn’t the Mortal Domain Witch Demon affair concocted by you? Although I slept for years, indifferent to worldly matters.

But the critical matters, none escape my knowledge.

Should I recount them one by one for you?”

“And if it was me, what of it?” Mosha responded coolly.

“Don’t forget, we demons initially only wished not to be tools under others’ command.

Yet ultimately, we inexplicably became enemies with the world.

Now, that existence allies with us, as long as we don’t rebel, we can become part of this world.

Why follow that person to challenge Heaven?”

“You are foolish. Presently, our tranquility and lack of persecution

is because the Heavenly Dao intends to divide us, causing internal conflict.

Once the master truly sacrifices, we’ll definitely face the consequences.” Demon Venerable Tianpeng argued.

“Tian Peng, do not fearmonger,” Mosha sneered.

“Fearmongering. If you truly weren’t afraid, why cultivate Witch Demons?

Isn’t it trying to create a path for yourself, leaving a way out,” Demon Venerable Tianpeng smiled grimly.

Those words silenced Mosha.

Indeed, he didn’t trust the Heavenly Dao, accurately stating he trusts no one.

Keeping a card up one’s sleeve is the best outcome.

“Tian Peng, don’t blame me for not reminding you.

I investigated that person back in the Mortal Domain.

Currently, he is merely an ordinary person, likely unable to defeat even us,” Mosha said with a cold smile.

“Do you expect him to lead you in challenging Heaven?

Dreaming,”

“No matter the circumstances, he is my master,” Demon Venerable Tianpeng asserted.

“Have you forgotten the ancient oath we swore?”

“I have not,” Mosha’s tone difficult to gauge, responded.

“Tian Peng, do as you wish, I do not care.

But now the Demon Realm is peaceful, and I’ve grown accustomed to such days. Don’t let him disturb us, I’ll not interfere with him.”

Mosha said, “If he doesn’t accommodate me, I can only fight to the death.”

“Mosha, these billions of years of cultivation have made you quite bold,” Demon Venerable Tianpeng ridiculed.

“I recall you once couldn’t even face the master directly.”

“Tian Peng, I repeat, this is not the Primordial Era, do you understand?” Mosha’s voice was vexed and ashamed.

Still, on second thought, he found it amusing.

Such an existence, realities of the world were already difficult to shake him with emotions like joy or anger.

Yet today, he found himself devoid of any semblance of restraint.

The Demonic Qi of the Demon Mountain abruptly quieted.

“I’ve been overthinking,” Mosha sighed deeply.

“Tian Peng, what are your thoughts?”

“As long as he’s master, I’ll follow him,” Demon Venerable Tianpeng casually remarked.

“For me, apart from the Demon Race’s aspirations, I also wish to see the pinnacle of this world.

In this world, besides the master, no one else can achieve it.”

“He cannot,” Mosha contradicted.

“At least he instills fear in the Heavenly Dao, ask if there’s another capable person in this world?” Demon Venerable Tianpeng chuckled.

“I don’t want to oppose him, you can tell him.

He pursues his challenge against Heaven, I just wish to live my peaceful life,” Mosha reiterated.

Upon hearing these words, Demon Venerable Tianpeng did not speak again.

The ancient sealed Demon Mountain began to loosen.

Countless fragments fell, as the mountain cracked open a crevice in its center.

Immediately, Demonic Qi surged like a rainbow, and a nearly indistinguishable figure flew out from the Demon Mountain.

“Tian Peng, you’ll regret today’s choice,” Mosha’s voice echoed.

But the world was already quiet, with no response coming forth.