The Demon Lord's eyes had been open the entire time, but the vitality within them was gradually fading, making them seem rather dim.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly brightened for a moment. Perhaps it was because of a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
That shooting star came from the northern Star Domain, possibly even from the Heavenly Sovereign Star in the extreme north. What did this mean?
There was no need to give any advance warning to kill in the starry sky. It was just a coincidence, just like how your arrival was not because of caution or courage, but because you had no other choice.
With some difficulty, the Demon Lord turned his head to his son and said, "If you had not cleanly killed off all your brothers, making it so that no one but yourself can use the Astral Executioner, given your patient nature, how could you have taken such a massive risk to personally kill me?"
The young Demon Lord sternly replied, "Even if they were still alive, how could I be at ease letting them meet with My Lord? So in the end, I would still appear before My Lord. "
"This simple story is very well written, and you have also done very well." The Demon Lord looked into his eyes, his voice clear and cold. "But you should be keenly aware of what the Astral Executioner signifies, so have you ever thought, if those other races really do break through the wall, how will you deal with them?"
"Father, I've very seriously considered this question, and the final conclusion I've reached is that this is the only way. First of all, if I don't use the Astral Executioner, not even the Military Advisor or Big Aunt can guarantee that they can kill My Lord. Two years ago, the abyss witnessed a miracle. I do not wish for another miracle to occur, especially if it happens to My Lord. Secondly, I do not care if the other races can use the Astral Executioner to find a way to break through the wall, because that will require many years.
The young Demon Lord continued, "Even if there were a few descenders in the past, they could only become my slaves in the end. Before that day arrives, I believe that I have already unified the continent we reside on. Before the foreign army arrives, I will lead the army over, so why should I worry about this problem? "
As he spoke, his expression was very calm, brimming with boundless confidence and firm will.
The Demon Lord gazed at this young face and thought of the scene that had flitted across his eyes when he saw Chen Changsheng's stones. He vaguely understood, and then he felt gratified.
Grand plans, grand ambitions, hegemony, peerless achievements. It turned out that he did not need to personally accomplish them. He could also hand them over to his descendants.
The Demon Lord smiled. "Since you're prepared, it's fine."
The young Demon Lord bent down and lightly kissed his forehead. He sadly said, "I can't bear for Sir to leave."
"No, in fact, I should have left long ago."
The Demon Lord looked into his eyes and said, "Only tonight, when I once again witnessed your brilliance, did I realize that my greatest mistake was that my ambition had been thwarted a thousand years ago, my body had long since decayed into dust, yet I still lusted after power, unwilling to pass the throne to you young people."
With hot tears in his eyes, the young Demon Lord said, "Yes, we can no longer wait, so we can only think of a way to ask Sir to leave this world."
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It was very difficult to understand the relationship between the Demon Lord and his son. If there was sorrow and reluctance, then what was all this treachery and callousness?
Chen Changsheng also found it incomprehensible, but he understood the very incomprehensible conversation between the Demon Lord father and son.
On that night in the Mausoleum of Books, he had been at the Tianhai Divine Empress's side. He had seen and sensed the powerful soul of that monk from the other continent, and he had also come from that continent. From a certain perspective, he was the condition that the descendants of the deceased had offered to the Great Zhou Imperial Court, and he could also become the vanguard of the other race. More importantly, he had sensed that light in the river of stars. He had seen that mysterious and distant unknown world and had faintly sensed a few terrifying Qis.
But just as the young Demon Lord had said, that was assuredly a matter of many years in the future. Both he and Chen Changsheng still had enough time to make themselves stronger, to make their races stronger, to make the continent stronger, so that they could have complete confidence in meeting the challenges of the unknown.
First, they needed to determine who this continent belonged to. To put it another way, they needed to determine who could continue living.
"I must admit that you are truly worthy of being the hope of the descendants of the deceased, the successor of Yin and Shang. You are much stronger than rumored. Tonight, if you had not attracted all of Imperial Father's attention, it would have been extremely difficult for me to find a chance to borrow that killing intent from the starry sky."
The young Demon Lord appeared rather embarrassed as he looked at Chen Changsheng. "In these circumstances, I naturally found it embarrassing to kill you."
Chen Changsheng replied, "I thought that you had always wanted to kill me."
The young Demon Lord smiled. "Correct. In the original plans, you should have been dead long ago, either at Lord Hai Di's hand or at my little sister's hand. Even if you had endless methods to survive these two trials, you would still have been killed by Imperial Father."
Chen Changsheng replied, "I'm still alive."
The young Demon Lord said, "That's very good. Bringing a living Pope back to Xuelao City can help me resolve many problems."
The Human race and Demon race had confronted each other on the continent for countless years, but there had never been a situation where an important figure like the Pope had been captured, not on either side. If the young Demon Lord really did bring Chen Changsheng back to Xuelao City, it would assuredly become the most glorious moment in the history of the Demon race, and it would assuredly stabilize his position as Demon Lord.
Chen Chang Sheng only said one sentence, "Do you think there's hope?"
The young Demon Lord recalled the scene he saw in the sky when he opened his eyes and arched his brows.
At that moment, Chen Changsheng had fused two of the most resolute sword techniques of the Human race into the Blazing Sword precisely to kill him.
Unless his imperial father was still alive or the Military Advisor or the Demon Commander were personally present, no one could stop Chen Changsheng from calmly meeting his death.
"There truly is no hope, so you can just die." The young Demon Lord's thoughts left as quickly as they had come. He said, "In any case, you definitely won't let me eat you, so quickly die. You also know that I like Xu Yourong, so I've always wanted you to die."
Chen Changsheng replied, "I'm somewhat confused as to where your confidence comes from."
"Then what about you? You're already heavily injured and powerless to fight, yet you're still able to calmly converse with me. Where does your confidence come from? "
The Demon Lord smiled. "You don't need to answer, because I very coincidentally know the reason."
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(I drank too much with my friends and only updated now. My apologies.)
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