In a mountain range a hundred thousand miles southwest of the City of Evil, there are soldiers who are waiting for them hidden under the canopy of trees that block the sky and the sun.
Among the mountains, there is a magnificent palace located.
This palace is a treasure at the level of a divine weapon. It contains an extremely large array of forbidden lines. Even if it is faced with a strong person in the Nine Tribulations Dao Realm, it can withstand an offensive for a while.
The palace is built in a particularly luxurious and magnificent place. Through the stimulation of spiritual power, the palace can change in size. When it is no longer in use, the palace can be transformed into a palm-sized size and stored in a storage bag. If it needs to be taken out, it can be taken out from the storage bag.
The palace can be located on the earth with the help of spiritual power.
This thing is called "Lingxiao Palace". As the name suggests, this thing is unique to Linghuang of Lingxiao City.
Originally it belonged to the previous Ling Emperor, but after Xuan Tong took the position of Ling Emperor, this Ling Xiao Palace also belonged to Xuan Tong.
Outside the Lingxiao Palace, Prince Mu looked at the Prince of the Sea who returned happily, and immediately smiled. If nothing unexpected happened, the plan was proceeding as he expected.
"how?"
Prince Mu asked.
Prince Hai smiled proudly: "The City of All Evils is ready to go to war with us. The one who controls Lingxiao City now is the old dragon from the Demon Alliance."
Prince Mu narrowed his eyes: "That old dragon is back. Hum, if it weren't for Master Xuan Tong, we in Lingxiao City would really be afraid of that old dragon. But now... he is just a dying bug."
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"Let's go and report back to Emperor Ling!"
Prince Mu and Prince Hai walked side by side into the Lingxiao Palace.
"What is Emperor Ling doing?"
The Sea Prince asked curiously.
Prince Mu shook his head speechlessly and said, "Who knows? It's not like you don't understand Master Xantong's character. He is moody and acts capriciously. You have no idea what he wants to do."
In fact, Xuan Tong didn't do anything.
Just sit on the dragon chair in Lingxiao Palace and drink.
Mu Yu's injury healed, and she put on a clean and beautiful long white dress. She looked like a fairy descending to earth. Wherever she passed, flowers bloomed and butterflies danced.
"You are now the Ling Emperor. You are the leader in the world in the Tomb of the Gods. It seems that you are very unhappy."
In the Lingxiao Palace, there were only two people, Xuan Tong and Mu Yu. In the empty space, Mu Yu's sweet voice slowly rang out.
Xuan Tong drank the wine and said with a smile: "Is it worth being happy?"
Mu Yu smiled and said: "You don't seem to value the royal power and wealth in this world, nor do you value the magic weapon and beauty. I'm curious, is there anything else you care about in your heart?"
Xuan Tong drank the wine, frowned slightly, and pondered for a long time. There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, but when faced with Mu Yu's question, he came up blank.
"Is there anything in this world that I care about?"
Xantong asked to himself, talking to himself.
After much deliberation, Xuan Tong had no answer.
But when Xuan Tong couldn't get the answer, a bloodthirsty feeling gradually arose in his heart, and irritability, violence, bloodthirsty, and murderous intent spread in Xuan Tong.
There is nothing he cares about, no demands, no wishes, no nostalgia, no nostalgia for the past, and no expectation for the future...Xuan Tong sat on the dragon chair, but felt an indescribable loneliness and loneliness.
Only killing can fill the emptiness in Xuan Tong's heart!
Xuan Tong's face was getting colder and colder. His stern face was as sharp as an axe, his eyes were cold and bone-chilling, and even the edges and corners of his face were as sharp as a blade.
Mu Yu stood upright in Lingxiao City, standing in front of the dragon chair, with an ethereal aura emerging from her body, the mist of the immortal path swaying, her clothes fluttering, and her hair dancing lightly, like a fairy in a painting; her unparalleled appearance can make all men in the world fall in love.
She was impressed, but Xuan Tong looked at her very calmly, and there wasn't even any waves in her eyes.
"What do you think is a devil?"
After a long time, Xuan Tong asked Mu Yu.
Mu Yu's beautiful eyes turned and she thought carefully before replying: "When I was a child, my parents once said that anyone who kills people is a demon!"
"Hahaha." When Xuan Tong heard this, he laughed wildly.
Mu Yu frowned, wondering why Xantong was laughing.
Xuan Tong smiled for a while: "We cultivators live and die day by day. Everyone is a passer-by in this world. If you don't become an immortal, you will die one day. All cultivators on the road of cultivation, for power,
For wealth, for treasures, for elixirs, for love and hatred, how many people have been killed?"
"The old Emperor Ling of Lingxiao City, the seven princes; the heroes of the City of All Evils; the Ghost Emperor in the Ghost Cultivator; even the City Lord of Tianyi City...the hands of one of them are not covered with blood, and the feet of the other are not covered with bones."
"If killing people is a demon, then everyone in the world should be a demon!"
Mu Yu pondered for a while and said: "I have seen some practitioners go crazy while practicing, lose their minds, kill their loved ones, and deny their relatives. This should be considered a demon."
Xuan Tong said disdainfully: "It's just a monster that has lost its mind. Why is it called a demon?"
In the spiritual world, many warriors who practice "Tao Heart Demon Seed" want to use their ontological consciousness to suppress the demon seed after the demon seed blooms. However, this method is exactly the opposite. The evil thoughts spawned by the demon flower collide with the ontological consciousness, resulting in
Both sides were harmed, causing the warrior's thoughts to become disordered, and he became an obsessed demon.
It's what Xuan Tong just said.
Almost all people who practice "Tao Heart Demon Planting" are unwilling to give up their physical bodies and let the evil thoughts spawned by the demon flowers take over, so they resist desperately.
But Lin Bai and Xuan Tong were different.
The relationship between Xuan Tong and Lin Bai seemed to be a kind of transaction.
In the ancient continent, whenever Lin Bai entered a difficult situation, or after Lin Bai fainted and died, Xuan Tong would occupy Lin Bai's consciousness.
But this time when they came to the Tomb of the Gods, it was not Xuan Tong who took the initiative to erode Lin Bai's consciousness, but Lin Bai took the initiative to exchange with Xuan Tong.
Therefore, when Xuan Tong dominated the physical body, Lin Bai's body consciousness fell into a deep sleep and did not resist Xuan Tong with all his strength. Otherwise, Xuan Tong would not be able to live such a stable life.
Just before the giant god, when Lin Bai held Xantong's hand, Lin Bai never thought about coming back.
When Lin Bai faced the giant god, he had already made up his mind to push him to death. He just wanted to exchange one life for another, kill the giant god, and not bring disaster to the east and harm his family.
Mu Yu opened her mouth twice, but was rejected by Xuan Tong, and asked quietly: "Then what do you think is a devil?"
Xuan Tong's eyes sank, and he said bitterly: "Maybe this is the meaning of my existence! To find the meaning of what a devil is."
"Maybe someone will give me the answer."
Mu Yu asked: "Who?"
Xuan Tong's eyes moved slightly, with a hint of confusion. He thought again and again before speaking: "Maybe... he is a friend... an old friend."
"I haven't seen him for a long time, it's time to go see him."