Chapter 1330: 1329: Did I Make a Mistake? The Dying Ground of the Previous Demon Lord

Chapter 1330: Chapter 1329: Did I Make a Mistake? The Dying Ground of the Previous Demon Lord

“The Eighteen Demonic Generals were not all exiled.”

Upon hearing Xu Zimei’s words, Xiang Tianhui’s expression immediately tensed, “Could there be other Demon Generals still remaining?”

“Look behind you,” Xu Zimei slightly raised his head, hinting at something.

Xiang Tianhui turned around in confusion, and his face changed drastically.

Bai Meng, the Seven-faced Demon General, and the Crimson Blade Bull Demon were standing calmly behind him.

He had not noticed them at all earlier.

“You… you all…,” Xiang Tianhui was so shocked he couldn’t speak.

“Since you’ve come, stay here today,” Xu Zimei said.

The Holy Power around the three of Bai Meng surged, and powerful forces, like a rainbow crossing the sun, directly crushed down.

“Old Bull, go help Tianpeng deal with that person, we two will handle him, let’s try to finish this quickly,” Bai Meng said.

The Crimson Blade Bull Demon nodded, and the crowd joined the battle.

The Great Saint’s battle was something even Xu Zimei dared not intervene in rashly.

Meanwhile, the others were locked in chaos, and the entire Demon Realm was in turmoil, yet the Purgatory Demon Charioteer still did not show signs of coming out.

Xu Zimei watched for a while, realizing the battle wouldn’t end anytime soon.

He recalled Demon Venerable Tianpeng mentioning a place left by the previous Demon Lord.

Legend had it that he was to go there.

Xu Zimei thought this was a good opportunity to check it out, and maybe the battle would be over once he came back.

Thinking this way, he ignored the crumbling void and the slowly setting sun.

He headed straight to the foot of Changsong Mountain.

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, Xu Zimei saw Si Zu.

At that moment, he was standing at the base, watching the battle in the firmament.

He also saw Xu Zimei’s arrival, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

For a moment, he felt as if a bottle of mixed emotions had shattered in his heart, not knowing what to say.

“I heard the previous Demon Lord left behind a place,” Xu Zimei looked at Si Zu and proactively spoke.

“There… there is a place,” Si Zu quickly replied.

“It’s usually a forbidden land, even the two ancestors have never been in.”

“Are you planning to enter?”

“Take me there,” Xu Zimei nodded and replied.

Si Zu dared not neglect and quickly led the way, saying, “I’ve heard Ancestor Mosha say it’s a continent within a small world.

The Demon Lord entrusted it to the continent back then.”

“Does the Purgatory Demon Charioteer know about the affair with the Holy Court?” Xu Zimei asked.

Si Zu was silent for a while, then slightly nodded.

“What do you think?” Xu Zimei asked with a smile.

Si Zu remained silent again, this time for a noticeably longer period.

He then replied, “I think the ancestor is helpless, humans control fate, and I am just a fish on the chopping block.”

“He brought this upon himself,” Xu Zimei said.

“Weakness is the original sin, it’s unfortunate he battled with me for so long, yet he never understood this truth.”

The two walked through the path behind Changsong Mountain, stopping in front of a cliff.

In theory, the Demon Realm should be vast, yet a cliff appeared here, arousing surprise.

“Ancestor Mosha said jumping down from here leads to that place.

This void will lose weight; one cannot step on empty space,” Si Zu explained.

“I haven’t been there myself, be careful.”

Xu Zimei nodded, then pointed toward the firmament, at the direction of the demons and Holy Court battling, speaking to Si Zu, “Take a good look, you’ve bowed before the Holy Court for so many years, even lost your pride.”

After saying that, he jumped down directly.

Si Zu looked at the direction of the Purgatory Demon Charioteer in the Demon Mountain, knowing he must report this to the ancestor.

……

“He went down?” A somewhat suppressed voice echoed from within the Demon Mountain.

Si Zu knelt down, slightly nodding.

“Repeat what he said to you,” the Purgatory Demon Charioteer instructed.

Si Zu dared not hide anything, carefully repeating their conversation.

The Demon Mountain was silent for a long time.

Si Zu cautiously lifted his head and asked, “Is the ancestor not planning to emerge?”

“Offending the Holy Court won’t end well for our Demon Realm,” said the Purgatory Demon Charioteer.

“But the Holy Court has already come to our doorstep; they’ve killed many of our Demon Race,” Si Zu continued, seemingly unwilling, having heard Xu Zimei’s previous words.

Naturally understanding some grievances with the Holy Court.

“Don’t meddle in this, regardless of who wins or loses, it’s unrelated to us,” the Purgatory Demon Charioteer said.

Si Zu stood up, could only nod, and prepared to leave.

But after stepping a few paces, he was called back by the Purgatory Demon Charioteer.

“You’ve been cultivating under my tutelage for thousands of years now, haven’t you?”

“Yes, I’ve been under the ancestor’s guidance since childhood,” Si Zu quickly replied.

“A thousand years pass in the blink of an eye.

You are no longer the child who just joined my tutelage.

These years, following my orders, regardless of whether right or wrong, you did your duty, I know you have your thoughts,” the Purgatory Demon Charioteer suddenly said nostalgically.

“Honestly, did I really make a mistake in this matter?”

“As a disciple, I dare not criticize,” Si Zu replied anxiously.

“I don’t blame you, just speak,” the Purgatory Demon Charioteer replied.

Si Zu prepared his words carefully, then cautiously said, “Actually, the ancestor’s original intention wasn’t wrong, to keep the Demon Realm away from strife.

After all, battles always come with death, nobody wishes to die.

The only mistake the ancestor made was not seeing the situation clearly.”

“Situation?” The Purgatory Demon Charioteer seemed to ponder.

“Whether it’s the Heavenly Dao or the Holy Court, none can tolerate our Demon Race,” Si Zu added, pressing the point.

“Why can’t they tolerate?” the Purgatory Demon Charioteer asked again.

“Because they won’t admit their mistakes,” Si Zu shook his head and said.

“Millions of years ago, our Demon Race rebelled against the fate catastrophe.

The Heavenly Dao wouldn’t believe itself wrong.

Especially after destroying the previous Demon Lord, they are even less likely to admit wrong.

If the Heavenly Dao isn’t wrong, then in their eyes, our Demon Race is wrong.”

“The Heavenly Dao isn’t wrong,” the Purgatory Demon Charioteer repeated the words.

“These are just a disciple’s theories, ancestor need not mind,” Si Zu said.

“No, you’re quite right; I didn’t expect you, as a disciple, to see clearer than I,” the Purgatory Demon Charioteer smiled bitterly.

“Yet it’s not as if I don’t understand, just hold on to a sliver of hope.

Si Zu, frankly, do you also wish to join… the Lord there?”

Speaking the word ‘Lord’, the Purgatory Demon Charioteer paused yet still pronounced it.

“Speak, I won’t be angry.”

“This disciple pledges to exert all efforts for the revival of our Demon Race,” Si Zu knelt and declared.