Every expert on the Flaming Battlefield had heard of the Great Demon Di Jing.
After all, the Flaming Battlefield had come about because of him.
A thousand years ago, eight marquises had led 322 lords to besiege the Great Demon Di Jing on the Flaming Battlefield. In the end, both sides perished together. That battle had become a legend in the Divine Land.
But now, the thin elder in front of him said that he was the Great Demon Di Jing?
"This man caught me so easily without any resistance. He must be more powerful than a marquis. Such a powerful expert appeared on the Flaming Battlefield … Yes, he is Di Jing," Jian Wushuang thought.
He also recalled that a thousand years ago, the battle on the Flaming Battlefield had ended in mutual destruction. The eight marquises and 322 lords had all died, and the Great Demon Di Jing had disappeared without a trace. That was how the conclusion had been reached.
However, from the beginning to the end, no one had seen the scene of the Great Demon Di Jing being killed, and no one had found his corpse.
It was absolutely believable that Di Jing was still alive.
Coupled with the strength of the thin elder, Jian Wushuang was 90% sure that the thin elder was Di Jing.
After knowing the identity of the thin elder, Jian Wushuang became nervous.
A thousand years ago, Di Jing was recognized as the Great Demon Di Jing. It was because of his wanton slaughter that so many experts besieged him. Now, he was standing in front of the Great Demon Di Jing. Who knew if the Great Demon Di Jing would kill him because he disliked him?
Even if he found him pleasing to the eye, with this great demon's murderous nature, he might kill him if he was in a good mood.
If the Great Demon Di Jing wanted to kill him, there was no room for him to struggle.
Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang immediately became cautious.
As if he had seen through Jian Wushuang's thoughts, Di Jing rolled his cold eyes and snorted. "Don't worry, I don't plan to kill you for the time being."
"For the time being?" Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows.
"Boy, let me ask you something. Answer me honestly. If I'm satisfied with your answer, I may spare your life," Di Jing said coldly.
"Senior, feel free to ask." Jian Wushuang was still calm.
He knew that there were so many experts in the cave mansion, but Di Jing had captured him. He must have a purpose.
"Boy, where did you get the Icy Heart Poison?" Di Jing stared at Jian Wushuang.
"The Icy Heart Poison?" Jian Wushuang was stunned. He immediately understood that Di Jing had found him because of the Icy Heart Poison.
After understanding this, he said honestly, "I got the venom after I converted a part of the Icy Heart Poison in someone's body."
"Transform?" Di Jing looked surprised. "Can you transform the Icy Heart Poison?"
"Due to some special reasons, I can indeed transform it, but I can only transform a very small part of it," Jian Wushuang said.
Di Jing continued, "Let me ask you again. What's the relationship between you and the person with the Icy Heart Poison?"
"Well …" Jian Wushuang hesitated for a while and said, "We're kind of friends. She helped me, and I detoxified her poison."
"I see." Di Jing nodded and murmured, "No wonder you have the aura of the young master. If I'm not mistaken, the young master must have given you a token."
"A token?"
Jian Wushuang immediately thought of the Jade Slip that Leng Rushuang had given him.
At that time, Leng Rushuang had told him to crush the Jade Slip if he was in danger.
"Young master?" Jian Wushuang looked at Di Jing strangely and asked, "Is that your young master?"
"Yes." Di Jing nodded and admitted. A smile appeared on his sunken face. "Boy, come closer."
Jian Wushuang frowned and hesitated.
"Boy, don't worry. Since the young master is willing to give you the token, she must have a close relationship with you. For this reason, I won't kill you. Moreover, if I kill you, I can easily kill you even if you're thousands of miles away from me," Di Jing said with a smile.
Jian Wushuang could not help but think of the scene when Di Jing caught him through the space and smiled bitterly.
Indeed, with Di Jing's incredible means, if he really wanted to kill him, he would not be able to escape no matter where he hid.
Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang no longer hesitated and stepped forward to stand in front of Di Jing.
"I haven't dealt with anyone for thousands of years." Di Jing sighed.
"Thousands of years?" Jian Wushuang's expression changed. "Senior, could it be that you've stayed in this cave mansion for thousands of years?"
"Yes."
Di Jing nodded and said with a sigh, "I've been meditating on the Slaughter Dao for thousands of years, but something went wrong. That's why I slaughtered so many innocent people. I had no choice but to cultivate in seclusion in this cave mansion for thousands of years."
"Is that so?" Jian Wushuang could not help being surprised.
On the Flaming Battlefield, it was said that Di Jing was a true devil who was murderous. Thousands of years ago, he had massacred innocent people, which led to many experts besieging him. However, no one had expected that there was a reason for Di Jing's crazy massacre.
"Rumor has it that you perished together with the experts who besieged you thousands of years ago," Jian Wushuang said with a smile.
"Perished together? Just because of those nonentities? " Di Jing sneered. "Although I was affected by the Heart Demon at that time and could only exert one percent of my strength, a group of nonentities in the Cloud Realm could not defeat me."
Di Jing said. Apparently, he didn't take the Cloud Realm experts seriously.
Jian Wushuang's heart skipped a beat, and he was even more shocked.
"Di Jing is definitely a super expert who has surpassed the Cloud Realm. Maybe he is stronger than the Ten Sovereigns of the Divine Land. I wonder how strong he is compared with the Three Ancestors," Jian Wushuang thought. The more he thought about it, the more shocked he became.
If Di Jing was so powerful, what about Leng Rushuang, who was called the Young Master by Di Jing?
Jian Wushuang also knew that Leng Rushuang had a father who was probably the Master of Di Jing.
What kind of incredible strength would the Master of Di Jing have?
"Senior, who are you and the Young Master behind you?" Jian Wushuang could not help asking.
"Do you want to know?" Di Jing glanced at Jian Wushuang and smiled faintly.
"Listen carefully. I'm the Seventh War God under Emperor Xiao in the Tang of the East!"
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