The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 247: Traces Left by the Ancient Immortals

Zhong Heng walked in the ruined fairyland. The great reckoning in the past had broken the fairyland into many pieces, each of which drifted away and sank into different chaotic areas.

Ordinary True Immortals cannot find those places, only Immortal Kings can.

Zhong Heng walked in the chaos and found pieces of fairyland fragments. Those fragmented universes were many times larger than the original Shrouding Heaven Universe.

But the great laws here are no longer complete and have been broken.

The energy is not as strong as it used to be.

If the spiritual energy back then was an endless ocean, then now it is just like a lake, there is no comparison at all.

Zhong Heng tore open a barrier with fragments of the fairyland on it, entered it, and looked for the traces of himself that he had left in the fairyland.

Back then, he placed his inheritance in several places, and he didn't know who would get it.

In Panwang Realm, Zhong Heng came to the former territory of Panwang, which was a vast universe, comparable to the nine heavens and ten earths in the lower world.

Unfortunately, King Pan had died in the great turmoil. His real body was saved by Emperor Huang Tian, ​​turned into a peach tree, and fell into the lower world.

Zhong Heng stood on the Panwang Realm, looking at the level below with emotion, only to see that the once magnificent city had disappeared.

The dilapidated city was bustling with indigenous people, making it quite lively.

He walked in the city, and people who passed by couldn't help but look at him more, because his temperament was so extraordinary. Although he restrained all his aura, he still attracted attention.

An old man with disheveled hair sat in a corner of the city. He exuded a foul odor and his body shook from time to time, as if thick water was coming out of him.

Zhong Heng took a look at the old beggar and sensed him. He never expected that this person's realm was that of an incomplete immortal king.

That is a seriously injured Immortal King.

The old beggar seemed to sense the gaze and raised his head instantly. His face was dirty and blood scabs had turned into black mud, which was imprinted on his face.

A pair of eyes filled with confusion, chaos, and despair.

When he saw Zhong Heng, his confused eyes suddenly became clear, and then his pupils shrank, and he became excited.

"Demon."

He opened his mouth in excitement, revealing rows of dirty teeth. He seemed to be stuttering, or as if his tongue had been cut off, and he couldn't speak.

The old beggar stood up and walked in front of Zhong Heng with his hands and feet dancing, looking at him with excited eyes.

"Is it the Demon Lord?"

The old beggar's voice was extremely hoarse, as if there was a mouthful of phlegm that had not dissolved for thousands of years stuck in his throat.

"It's me." Zhong Heng's eyes were calm and majestic, and he ignored the old beggar in front of him.

"You...you're not dead?"

"You're alive!"

The old beggar was shocked and excited. The name of the Demon Lord shook the ancient immortals and would be passed down to future generations forever.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, an extremely strong demonic aura emanated from the old beggar's body, as if he had experienced all the despair in the world, and a turbid air spread.

Zhong Heng was also surprised.

"Disciple greets the Demon Lord!"

The old beggar knelt down solemnly and knelt towards Zhong Heng.

He is the descendant of Zhong Heng from a different generation, and he once found the Demon Lord's inheritance in the fairyland.

If it weren't for the Demon Disintegration Technique passed down by the Demon Lord, he would probably have died in that horrific purge.

"I didn't expect that after two eras, there are still people who remember me and practice my magic." Zhong Heng said with emotion.

It seems that he really influenced the entire ancient history.

It is not just an influence, but it runs through three eras.

Perhaps only Emperor Huang Tian and others know the real situation.

Zhong Heng looked at his grandson from a different generation and asked him some questions.

"After the disappearance of the Lord Demon, the entire universe has been peaceful for millions of years, but now it has become chaotic again."

"At the end of the chaotic ancient times, several great figures appeared."

"Especially Emperor Huang Tian."

When talking about Emperor Huang Tian, ​​the old beggar's eyes revealed an extreme admiration, a kind of admiration that was pure to the extreme!
"I know him." Zhong Heng said calmly.

"In the past, Emperor Huang Tian went deep into the sea to quell the unrest, but he didn't find you."

"They all think you are dead." The old beggar sighed and looked at Zhong Heng with complicated eyes.

The Demon Lord is an extremely powerful figure, respected by all three realms. Wherever he goes, all living beings are afraid and lie dormant.

His talent is definitely not inferior to that of Emperor Huang Tian, ​​and even the God Willow praised him repeatedly.

If he had continued to practice, he would probably be on the same level as Emperor Huang Tian during the Great Reckoning.

Sadly, he disappeared.

The disappearance of the Demon Lord became a mystery to the heavens.

Even someone as powerful as Emperor Huang Tian couldn't find it.

Zhong Heng had a calm expression as he walked on the street, and the old beggar followed him all the way.

"How many people have practiced my magic?" he asked the old beggar calmly.

The old beggar was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly and pondered for a while, as if recalling something.

After a long while, he sighed and said, "Including me, there are three people who have inherited your legacy."

"The first one is the Lord of the Demon State of Three Thousand Dao States, the Demon Lord."

"He is a man of extraordinary talent. He had a miserable childhood and was hunted all over the world when he was young. Hundreds of years later, he became the Supreme Being, known as the Demon Lord, and controlled the Demon State of the Three Thousand Dao States." "In three thousand years, he successfully broke through to the peak realm of humanity."

"Moreover, in the past 100,000 years, he has transcended the shackles of heaven and earth and attracted the thunder tribulation of the immortal way. It is rumored that he has killed an immortal strongman in the wilderness of the universe."

The old beggar also showed a complicated expression on his face.

The Demon Lord, considering his seniority, is also one of the Ten Evils.

He obtained the Demon Lord's golden book and practiced all the Taoist methods in it, suppressing his peers so much that they could not even raise their heads.

In the end, he was unwilling to give up and overcame the tribulation to become an immortal.

Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened.

Darkness fell, and the Demon Lord's soul was corroded by darkness. In order not to bring harm to the heavens, he finally chose to die in the heavenly calamity.

Zhong Heng nodded. He knew a thing or two about the Demon Lord.

He created a monument to test talent.

"Who is the second one?" Zhong Heng asked again.

"The second one is a well-known and one of the most powerful geniuses in the ancient times."

"Excommunicate the Immortal!"

The old beggar was also quite enthusiastic when he mentioned the name of the exiled immortal.

He was the last person to inherit Zhong Heng's legacy, but he also cultivated himself into an Immortal King.

If it weren't for the bad time when the Demon Lord was born, he would probably be an outstanding figure of his generation.

In an era when it was impossible to become an immortal, he forcefully broke through the shackles of heaven and earth, brought about the calamity of immortality, and almost succeeded.

If there is no dark invasion, it will definitely succeed.

He just didn't want to become a half-human, half-ghost, so he chose to die under the heavenly calamity.

Otherwise, even if he turned into a dark creature, he could still become a true immortal, just like Meng Tianzheng.

"Exiled Immortal, back then in the Immortal Ancient World, I inherited your legacy and practiced the Nine Tribulations Demonic Art and the Ten Thousand Demon Body Technique."

"Countless monks were killed in it."

"In the end, he shined even more brilliantly and became famous in the Sea of ​​​​Boundaries. After he became the Immortal King, the Dark Chaos came and he was surrounded by many dark giants. He fought desperately to get out and killed six giant Immortal Kings."

At the end, the old beggar's tone became complicated.

His two senior brothers were both famous figures, but he was just a top-notch Immortal King back then, and was beaten to collapse in the Great Reckoning.

He died again and again, and was resurrected again and again by parasitizing on the bodies of dark creatures, and he became insane.

It has survived until now by relying on the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method.

"What's your name?" Zhong Heng asked.

The old beggar replied: "Lin Ye."

Zhong Heng nodded slightly and looked at Lin Ye's body and soul.

It was discovered that his injuries were extremely serious, his body was decayed, and his wounds were constantly being eroded by the laws of the Dark Avenue. He could not recover at all and had to be suppressed at all times.

The soul was surrounded by terrible black mist and was full of cracks.

No wonder the dignified and incomplete Immortal King would become mentally ill and turn into a beggar.

Zhong Heng stretched out a hand, touched Lin Ye's brow, and said calmly: "I will heal your wounds. After you recover, go to the Ten Thousand Demons Palace in the center of the fairyland and protect it."

Lin Ye is also a rare talent.

He cultivated to the realm of Immortal King, and later experienced that terrible war, but still survived tenaciously.

His will is extremely strong.

"Boom!~"

The next moment, the two of them instantly disappeared in Panwang City and appeared in the broken ancient starry sky battlefield.

Zhong Heng made a full effort, and a brilliant imperial light suddenly burst out from his body, sucking out the dark matter in Lin Ye's body.

He summoned an extremely terrifying Taoist fire to refine Lin Ye's body.

"what!!!"

Suddenly, an extremely miserable voice was wailing. Lin Ye was wrapped in the terrifying fire of the Great Dao, and was refined by the immortal fire inside and out.

He felt it, this was the fire of karma!

That is the fire of evil coming from the Demon Lord!
After a long time, Lin Ye was dying. The darkness and weirdness in his body had been completely refined, and even his rotten wounds no longer dripped black blood.

"I have already removed the strange substance in your body. Now you just need to retreat and heal your wounds."

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Zhong Heng treated Lin Ye and did not stay long.

He understood everything he should understand.

He influenced ancient history and guessed that the entire universe was reflected by Shi Hao.

Therefore, it is estimated that God has performed countless grand sacrifices.

Zhong Heng walked in the fairyland and found the traces he had left behind.

In a ruined city, he found a small pit with some fragments in it, which were bronze fragments.

Back then, the three immortal kings, Ao Sheng, Tai Shi and Yuan Chu, were suppressed in the toilet by Zhong Heng.

Today, the toilet is still there, but the person is gone.

It's really unpredictable.
(End of this chapter)