Every man for himself, and the heavens take the hindmost!
In this world, there were good people, but there were too few of them. And existences at their level were basically extinct. The longer one lived, the more they saw through things. Unlike ordinary people, who lived for decades in a hurry, how many could have a clear mind in such a short period of time?
Those who were righteous were the dog-butchers, and those who were heartless were the scholars!
Indeed, those who lived in the marketplace, especially those who were born in the wilderness, did not understand much, and did not even know how to read, so their thinking was often very simple. If you were good to me, I would be good to you. If you could give me food to eat and respect me, then I would be willing to work for you. However, those who were educated were more knowledgeable and knew more. They could think more, have more methods, and have more escape routes. Therefore, it was normal to be ungrateful and repay kindness with enmity.
However, this sentence did not only point out this point, but also the concept of class!
What were the dog-butchers? People of the lower nine classes, peasants, or even worse than peasants! And what were the scholars? They were the highest level of existence among the people of the three religions and nine classes, excluding the royal family and officials. Humans had a deep-rooted bad habit. The more they were, the more they were afraid of. For example, the older they were, the more they were afraid of death. For example, high-ranking officials and tycoons, they should have enjoyed everything that they could, so they should have no regrets. As for the poor, there was nothing that could be called enjoyment in food, clothing, and daily life. But those who were afraid of death, afraid of this and that, were often not the poor who had not enjoyed anything and should be filled with regret.
Perhaps the Spirits of Chaos had a firm will when they were first born, and the vows they made at that time were also sonorous. However, as time passed, they experienced too much, and their thinking changed. After all, each of them was extremely intelligent. They had grown and matured, and it was normal for them to no longer be bound by the decisions they made when they were young, which made them feel ridiculous. The Heavenly Demon was the best example. For his family, he gave up his ideals.
Back then, Pangu created the world out of passion. He wasn't as great as the legends said. In the mouths of the later generations, he was fearless and took great risks. He didn't hesitate to sacrifice his own life to create the world today. Back then, he had only done so in order to resist fate, to split open its body, and not to create the world as was rumored later on.
Transforming into all living things brought vitality to the earth, bringing the best environment for the revival of all living things. Therefore, Pan Gu sacrificed himself and offered every part of his body to Pan Gu. In fact, at that time, even if he didn't die, he would have died. He had been targeted by fate. He had created a world and fought a great battle against the Spirits of Chaos. He had no power to resist at all. His fate was sealed. In the end, his body and soul were destroyed, and fate fell into a deep slumber. As for his body, it transformed into all living things, leaving behind seeds and even bloodlines.
The reason why the later generations said Pangu was so great was inseparable from his own contributions. No matter what the purpose was, this world was indeed created and shaped by him. However, to a large extent, it was due to the propaganda of his descendants, that is, the Tian family, that had led to Pangu's reputation being like the sun in the sky all this time.
No one knew much about Pangu, not even the Spirits of Primal Chaos. After all, Pangu had died not long after they were born. However, he could become the Eye of the Heavenly Dao, fate's lackey, which proved that this matter was extraordinary.
The Heavenly Demon's heart began to move, and his brain worked quickly. He was thinking of a solution. Now, he couldn't rely on anyone or anything. The only thing he could rely on was himself. Ever since he found out about his enemy, he knew that he didn't intend to live today. However, he wanted to pull his enemy down before he died. However, it wasn't until just now that he found out that his death wasn't caused by the Heavenly Demon alone. Hongjun and Youming were also involved.
Even if he was at his peak, it was impossible for him to kill three Spirits of Chaos alone. Moreover, these three guys, one controlled the two realms and the laws of the two realms, one controlled the Wheel of Chaos, and one controlled the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Even if he was at his peak, he couldn't fight one of them alone. However, he was unwilling. His three sons were all dead, and none of his ten brothers were left. Was there no way for him to take revenge?
However, revenge wasn't the only thing he wanted now. He wanted to protect Chu Rui. Although this young man wasn't his child, he had watched him grow up step by step in the Dragon Spirit Ring. This reminded him of his own child, who had also watched him grow up bit by bit. Perhaps it was because of the guilt he felt towards his own child for tens of millions of years, but he really treated Chu Rui as his son.
His three biological sons were already dead, but Rui was still alive. However, because he was unable to withstand the shock, he had sealed off his own consciousness, allowing the ambitious Hades, who had taken over his body tens of millions of years ago, to find a loophole.
How could he save him?
The Heavenly Demon was very anxious, but there was nothing he could do. This heart disease had to be cured by heart medicine. He understood Rui, and naturally knew that this little guy was a person who valued friendship and righteousness. More than ten of his confidantes had died. This was the most terrible blow to him. His consciousness hadn't completely collapsed and he had only sealed himself. This was already very rare.
The only hope was for him to wake himself up. This was the only way. And there was only one person who could do this — Tian Yun! However, Tian Yun was currently being absorbed by the Pearl of Chaos. He couldn't get close to Youming.
Revenge?
The Heavenly Demon's expression turned cold, then he smiled bitterly and shook his head. Now was not the time for revenge. The most important thing now was to save Chu Rui. Fine, let this old guy who should have died long ago go crazy one last time. No matter what, he had to save Chu Rui. As for his revenge, he would put it aside first. After saving Chu Rui, he would avenge himself. At that time, whether it was the Heavenly Demon, Youming, or Hongjun, none of them would be able to escape.
"Demon Spirit Death!"
The Heavenly Demon chanted a bunch of demon words. This was the most ancient language that he had created. Other races couldn't understand it at all. Only the demon race, his direct descendants, could understand this kind of incantation. Strange patterns flew out one after another, wrapping around the Purple Firmament Divine Dragon's body and External Incarnation. Majestic life energy was brewing and fermenting!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
