She is devoted to cultivating immortality

Chapter 165 True or False
"Is this the Great Dark Sky Demon Sword and the scene of the Endless Hell that you mentioned?"

In the cave, the Nightmare Ghost Mother with a snake body and a scorpion tail looked at the two things in front of her with an obsessed look and murmured.

This time it was no longer the strange statue that was entrusted with divine consciousness, but the arrival of the ghost mother of the Nightmare.

A hint of heat and greed gradually rose in the eyes of the Nightmare Ghost Mother, and she stretched out her hand and quickly grabbed the black sword in front of her.

But as soon as her hand touched the sword, she was immediately bounced back by a surge of demonic energy and murderous intent.

The long sword trembled slightly, and there seemed to be invisible devil flames rising from the sword, transforming into a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and countless bones.

"You Yan should die! You Yan should die! Please calm down, Your Majesty."

The ghost mother of the nightmare was pale and fell to her knees on the ground in fear, constantly bowing and muttering.

The few traces of greed that arose in my heart had long been scared away by the threat of death.

The Ghost Mother of the Nightmare kept kowtowing, almost crushing the void, before the murderous aura and pressure from the black sword slowly faded away.

You Tu stood aside with a complicated look in her eyes. Having followed the Ghost Mother for so long, this was the first time she saw the Ghost Mother Youyan looking so humble and embarrassed.

When the Nightmare Ghost Mother discovered that the sword was no longer moving, she carefully got up and tried to touch the sword again.

This time, the sword did not move unusually.

"Nightmare, oh Nightmare, how can you serve the Emperor Sword if you have greed in your heart?"

The Ghost Mother of Nightmare sighed softly, and no evil thoughts were left in her mind anymore. Her attitude towards the sword became extremely respectful.

The Emperor's Sword is here, as if the Emperor himself is here.

The Nightmare Ghost Mother then turned her gaze to another scroll and opened it with the same awe.

The scene of the endless hell immediately came into her eyes, and a strong light suddenly burst out from the eyes of the Nightmare Ghost Mother.

"Avici Hell! It is indeed Avici Hell! This is the blueprint of the new Avici Hell that the Emperor has drawn in his mind..."

The Ghost Mother of Nightmares looked at the statues of demons standing upright on the scroll, her eyes filled with deep jealousy.

"It's a pity that there is no image of me, the Ghost Mother of Nightmare, in this blueprint. But now that the Lord Emperor has entrusted me with such an important matter, a mere initial position on the scroll is of no importance..."

"Now that I have the Emperor's Great Dark Sky Demon Sword and the New Infernal Hell Scroll in my hands, it will undoubtedly be much easier to capture those demon gods..."

"If it is willing to submit, then I will use the New Scroll of Infernal Hell to grant it the position of a demon god. If it is unwilling, then please use the Emperor Sword to kill it. Both soft and hard tactics are used, great kindness."

The Ghost Mother of Nightmare was full of confidence. She looked at the scene of the endless hell in her hand. Her gaze swept over the demon gods one by one, and finally stopped on one of them.

“Since these demon gods can be painted in the emperor’s painting, they must be the first candidates chosen by the emperor. Then I will execute them one by one according to the demon gods in the painting.

The first one.”

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the Ghost Mother of the Nightmare, and she said in her heart: "Let's start with you, Ghost Tu Luo!"

Three blood moons hung high in the gray sky.

The scarlet moonlight shines on the vast earth, and the tone of the whole world is filled with gloom and depression.

This is the demon world.

There is no distinction between day and night in the demon world. The lower-level demons live on the ground and are divided into tribes of different sizes based on the different demon gods they worship.

Cooperation, deception, conquest, killing, betrayal... these happen between each other every day.

The powerful demons hide in unfathomable dark abysses and cannot be detected.

When you gaze into these abysses, perhaps the devil is also watching you quietly in the darkness.

In the boundless underground, there lies a huge and ancient blood-red palace.

A demon with eight arms and four heads descended here with gusts of black wind.

His demonic power was so powerful that it caused the blood-red palace to tremble slightly.

But the moment this demon god walked into the palace, he became extremely humble and respectful. He restrained his aura and walked inside step by step.

When he reached the deepest part of the hall, he immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the ground with his four heads, and respectfully called out to a certain being in the deepest part of the hall: "Emperor."

In the empty hall, where the eight-armed demon god was kneeling, there was only a lonely bloodstone throne.

On the throne, a figure sat.

The entire throne was hidden in the shadows, so it was impossible to see the specific appearance of the figure.

"Vishnu"

A majestic and deep voice came from the throne.

The eight-armed demon god called Vishnu lowered his head even more when he heard the voice, and with his eight arms, he raised a huge crystal ball in front of the figure.

The crystal ball was filled with black and red flocs, which looked as thick and disgusting as filthy blood plasma.

The figure on the throne stretched out his hand and waved, and the crystal ball was sucked into the shadow where the figure was by an invisible force.

The eight-armed demon god continued to kneel, motionless.

After a while, the majestic voice sounded again, mixed with a lot of dissatisfaction.

"Why are the blood and souls so inferior and scarce this time?!"

A high and mighty divine thought came down upon him, and the Eight-Armed Demon God trembled slightly. He spoke in a hurry, "Emperor! Emperor, please listen to my explanation... It is not that I am lazy, but the high-quality believers in my territory have almost been harvested, leaving only the flesh and blood souls of these inferior believers who have not yet grown up."

The voice snorted coldly and said, "If you don't have believers, go and develop. If you don't have territory, go and rob! Do you still need me to teach you these things?

Don't forget who gave you the name of Vishnu. What was the reason that enabled you to grow from a low-ranking demon to where you are now? !

snort! "

The eight-armed demon secretly groaned in his heart, but nodded helplessly and said: "Vishnu knows that without the support of the emperor, there would be no Vishnu today. Don't worry, emperor, next time I will definitely bring the best flesh and soul to help the emperor recover as soon as possible and return to the peak!"

The figure on the throne seemed to be relieved after hearing this. He was silent for a while, then slowly said, "I need too much blood, energy and soul to recover my cultivation. If I rely on you alone, it will be a bit difficult for you..."

The eight-armed demon's eyes lit up, and he said in secret: "The emperor means..."

"After such a long time, I have more or less recovered some of my strength. With your assistance, I have been able to protect myself to a certain extent. I don't have to be as cautious as before.

You can look for a few new demon gods with great potential in the demon world in the past 100,000 years, tell them about my existence, and then bring them to see me..."

The eight-armed demon was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed.

"Emperor, are you going to reveal your identity?"

The figure on the throne nodded slightly, "It's just the initial exposure of my identity. I still have to be low-key and not let too many people know. It's about time I start to build my own wings..."

The eight-armed demon god said happily: "Emperor, as far as I know, the new demon gods such as Guidala, Shiva, Youyan Guimu, and Ashasha are good and meet your requirements."

The figure on the throne waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's up to you to decide this matter. Just remember to bring someone to see me after you have made the arrangements..."

"It's the Emperor."

The Eight-Armed Demon God responded respectfully, but suddenly a trace of hesitation appeared on his face. He said, "Emperor, if I go directly to them and tell them about your existence, they may not believe it. Can you please give me one or two tokens so that I can better convince and intimidate them?"

The figure on the throne thought about it for a moment, then nodded and said, "Your idea does make sense."

The figure on the throne said in a low voice: "In that battle, my sword and magic treasures were all damaged and lost. I don't know where they are now.... How about this, you take this..."

The figure in the dark broke off a piece of bloodstone from the throne he was sitting on, carved a few strokes on it, and then threw it to the eight-armed demon god.

The eight-armed demon god took it carefully and took a closer look. He saw three murderous words written on the bloodstone in his hand - Great Mingtian!

The eight-armed demon was immediately overjoyed, and he bowed and kowtowed, saying, "Thank you, my Lord. Vishnu will leave now."

"Go."

The figure on the throne waved casually.

After the Eight-Armed Demon God left the hall, he whispered to himself: "The day when I, the Great Dark Sky Demon Emperor, will regain control of the Demon Realm is not far away..."
In the bottomless abyss, the Ghost Mother of Nightmare took light lotus steps and appeared in the void.

In front of the Nightmare Ghost Mother was a huge black vortex.

It was like a big mouth in the void, greedily devouring the rolling evil energy around it.

The Nightmare Ghost Mother casually admired the surrounding scenery, then shot out six black lights with her six arms, shooting straight into the black vortex in front of her.

The black vortex vibrated violently.

After a while, a powerful, violent, and angry divine thought emerged from the vortex.

"Ghost Mother of Netherworld, you are disturbing my meditation for no reason. Are you looking for death?!"

As he spoke, an extremely powerful figure quickly emerged from the black vortex.

Six arms, three faces, and covered with black snake scales~.

The three faces were filled with cruelty and anger. Without saying a word, they rushed up and attacked the Nightmare Ghost Mother!

The ghost mother of the nightmare smiled slightly, did not retreat, and went forward to meet him.

The two demonic bodies fought with each other, and the strong bodies collided violently, shaking the void of the bottomless abyss and countless demonic energy surged like crazy.

The true demons in the demon world cultivate their physical bodies, and their fights with each other are plain and simple, full of primitive cruelty and savagery.

Suddenly, a demon body took several steps back, and an inexplicable horrified voice was heard in the field.

"You actually made a breakthrough?!"

The smile on the Ghost Mother's face became even wider. She continued to rush forward, pressing down on the Demon God Gui Tu Luo and beating him madly.

Guidula was defeated step by step, screaming as he retreated.

"Impossible! You have only achieved the status of Demon God for tens of thousands of years, how could you possibly break through faster than me?!"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Guidala roared continuously, first with anger, then with unwillingness, and finally with only begging for mercy.

"Stop it, stop it!"

"Youyan, we have no grudges in the past or hatred in the present, why are you looking for trouble with me for no reason?!"

"Damn."

Gui Tu Luo was really no match for the Ghost Mother of Nether Nightmare. He gritted his teeth and endured a few attacks from the Ghost Mother of Nether Nightmare, then turned around and tried to escape back into the black vortex.

At this time, the Ghost Mother took the initiative to stop, stepped back a few steps, and said, "Okay, no need to run away. I just broke through, and I wanted to find you to verify my current strength."

Gui Tu Luo noticed that the fighting spirit of the Nightmare Ghost Mother had faded, so he reluctantly stopped and looked at her with gritted teeth and said, "If you have the ability, go find a top-level demon god to verify your strength. As a high-level demon god, what's the point of bullying a middle-level demon god like me..."

"Giggle.."

The Ghost Mother of the Nether Nightmare laughed a few times, then said with a smile: "Ghost Tu Luo, don't be angry. In fact, I came to you today because I have a great opportunity and fortune to give you."

Great opportunity and fortune?

Gui Tu Luo's expression suddenly tensed and he became alert.

"Nightmare Ghost Mother, what are you planning now?!"

"If such a good thing really happened, would you think of me for no reason?"

The Ghost Mother of the Nightmare said calmly: "It's not that I want to find you, but someone has taken a fancy to you and wants to give you a supreme opportunity."

Guidula frowned, his face full of confusion, but before he could ask, he saw that there was an ordinary scroll in the hands of the Ghost Mother of Youyan.

Throw it into the sky with an extremely respectful attitude.

As the scroll unfolded, a scene of Shura Hell immediately appeared.

The magnificent vision instantly enveloped Guidula. Guidula suddenly froze and stared blankly at the scene in the scroll.

After a while, he screamed in disbelief.
"Avici Hell! This is the scene of Avici Hell in my demon world in ancient times!"

Gui Tu Luo suddenly turned his head to look at the Ghost Mother of the Nightmare, and asked doubtfully: "Where did you get this painting? What did you just say? What exactly do you mean?"

The Ghost Mother of the Nether Nightmare smiled slightly, and then her aura and power quickly rose. She looked down at Gui Tu Luo from a high position and said lightly: "Guidu Luo, I am here to subdue you on the order of the Great Dark Heaven Emperor.

Will you submit to the Emperor?"

The Great Dark Heaven Emperor?! The Great Dark Heaven Demon Emperor?! Infernal Hell
Guidula's head was buzzing with shock from these words, and he stood there in a daze.

Suddenly he came to his senses and shouted, "No, no! You Yan, you are deceiving me. This is not the real scene of the Avici Hell. There is clearly an image of me, Gui Tu Luo, on this scroll, but I, Gui Tu Luo, have never been to the Avici Hell."

The Ghost Mother sneered and cursed, "Fool, don't you understand? This is not the Infernal Hell of the past. The Infernal Hell of the past has long collapsed. The Great Dark Heaven Emperor now wants to rebuild the Infernal Hell.

You, Gui Tu Luo, are one of the demon gods chosen by the Emperor!"

"You, Gui Tu Luo, are one of the demon gods chosen by the Emperor!"

The last words of the Ghost Mother of the Nightmare hammered into Guidula's mind word by word, causing Guidula's evil heart to tremble wildly.

Was he, Guidula, chosen by the Great Dark Demon Emperor?

Are you lucky enough to be among the many demons in the hell?
if true
A surge of excitement and ecstasy rose in Guidala's heart.

What the Nightmare Ghost Mother said was indeed correct. This was indeed an unparalleled opportunity and fortune.

However, Gui Tu Luo's heart soon calmed down. His eyes flickered as he asked in a deep voice, "You Yan, you have no evidence at all. You want me to surrender just based on a painting that came from nowhere? How can I trust you?"

The Ghost Mother laughed and shook her head, saying, "I knew you would say that."

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After saying this, the Ghost Mother knelt on one knee, raised her six arms to the sky, and shouted enthusiastically with an extremely pious and respectful attitude, "Please give me the Emperor Sword!"

Guidula was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he saw a long, pitch-black sword slowly rising from the chest of the Nightmare Ghost Mother and hanging high in the void.

The sword trembled slightly under the stimulation of the demonic energy, and the sword body continued to emanate tremendous ferocity and demonic nature.

With just one glance, Guidula had the illusion that he was trapped in a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

“The Great Dark Sky Demon Sword! This is the Great Dark Sky Demon Sword of the Great Dark Sky Demon Emperor!”

Guidula shouted excitedly, and the only remaining doubt in his heart was completely dispelled.

Trembling all over, he fell to his knees in the air, his excitement beyond words.

The Ghost Mother of the Nightmare looked solemn and said, "Ghost Tu Luo, I will ask you again. Are you willing to submit to the Emperor and help him achieve eternal hegemony? In the future, you will have a place as the Demon God of the Infernal Hell."

Guidala was so excited that he trembled and replied, "Guidala is willing to serve the emperor at his utmost."

The Ghost Mother of the Netherworld nodded with satisfaction, retracted the Great Dark Sky Sword, and Gui Tu Luo also stood up.

"Youyan, you broke through to the high-level demon god level so quickly, is this a reward from the Emperor?"

Gui Tu Luo asked Youyan Ghost Mother with envy on his face. Now the two of them are like grasshoppers on the same rope, and their relationship has become much closer.

The Ghost Mother of the Nightmare smiled slightly and said calmly: "The Emperor helped me devour Qianmian."

"The Thousand-Faced Ghost Mother is dead?!"

Gui Tu Luo's body shook violently, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost Mother is a famous veteran demon in the demon world. Even among the high-ranking demons, she is considered to be very powerful.

The one who could kill her so easily must have been the Demon Emperor himself.

Guidula was suddenly filled with envy and fear.

If I serve the Emperor well in the future, I will surely have such an opportunity; if I had refused just now, I might have been killed by the Emperor's Sword like the Thousand-Faced Ghost Mother.

Thinking back on it, I break out in a cold sweat.

At this time, the Ghost Mother of the Nightmare said, "Okay, then you will follow me to Shivaratra. The Emperor is not in the Demon Realm now and has other plans. We, his men, will be the ones to collect the demon gods for him."

Gui Tu Luo said respectfully: "It is our honor to be able to share the worries of the Emperor."

Immediately, the two of them quickly left the void.

Not long after the two left, a powerful demon body with eight arms and four heads descended here.

The rolling devilish sound exploded like thunder.

"Gui Tu Luo, I have a great opportunity and fortune to give you, why don't you come out quickly?"
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The eight-armed demon god Vishnu shouted several times, stirring up countless demonic energy, but the black vortex remained silent and no one responded.

"Is he not at home? How unlucky."

Vishnu shook his head and muttered, "Then let's go find Shiva first."

Having said this, Vishnu took a step forward and turned away.

Soon, he came to another bottomless abyss, where the sound arrived before he did.

Rolling like thunder.

"Shiva, I have a great opportunity and fortune to give you, why don't you come out quickly!"

I called out three more times, but still no one answered.

Vishnu was a little surprised.

"Is it such a coincidence? Shivara is not here either?!"

There is no choice but to change it.

“Shouldn’t Ashasha be here too?”

Vishnu then went to the next place where the demon lived.

But something happened that shocked him.

Ashasha, Indra.
He looked for five or six demons in a row, but all came up empty-handed!
"What's going on? What happened? Why aren't all the demons I want to find at home?"

Vishnu looked shocked and confused, as if he had seen a ghost.

This matter was so weird that it made him feel as if the demons knew he was coming and were hiding from him on purpose.

Vishnu's eyes flickered, and he made up his mind secretly: "Finally, find another Yamasha. If Yamasha is not here either, then there must be something strange about this matter. I must go back and report it to the Emperor."

Thinking of this, Vishnu quickly went to where the demon Yamasha was. "Yamasha, I have something to ask you, come out quickly!"

This time, Vishnu did not talk about any great opportunity or fortune, but went straight to confirm whether the demon he was looking for was there.

Vishnu shouted three times, and the black vortex in front of him gradually began to ripple, and a ferocious demon with six arms and three heads walked out of the vortex.

Vishnu's eyes lit up and he was delighted.

After running so far, he finally caught one.

It seems that the strange things that happened before were just coincidences. Look how scared he was.. huhu
Yamasha looked at Vishnu with caution and said, "Vishnu, what do you want from me?"

"Hahaha"

Vishnu laughed for a while and said cheerfully: "It is naturally a good thing that I am looking for you."

"What's the good news?"

Vishnu smiled and said, "I have a great opportunity and fortune to give you. Do you want to take it?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Mosha was stunned for a moment, and his expression seemed to become a little strange.

But he still said, "Vishnu, what is this good thing? Tell me in detail."

Vishnu waved his hand, and the rolling demonic energy sealed off the entire void. Seeing Yamasha frowning, he quickly explained: "This matter is of great importance, and we must not let others hear it."

Only then did Yan Mosha relax.

Seeing the other party's concentration and waiting, Vishnu took two steps forward and said in a low voice carefully: "I came to you today, in fact, on the order of the legendary Great Dark Demon Emperor, to recruit you.

You should know about the Great Dark Demon Emperor, right? He is a great leader of the demon world, with unrivaled talent and wisdom, and he once established the Inferno to fight against the ancient immortal court.

Now that the Demon Emperor has awakened from his long sleep and wants to reorganize the demon world, his subordinates are in need of manpower.

If you join me in submitting to the Demon Emperor now, when the Demon Emperor rebuilds the Endless Hell, there will definitely be a seat for you, Yamasha, on the Demon God Platform!

Don’t you think this is a great opportunity and good fortune?”

After Vishnu's narration, I thought Yamasha would be excited, ecstatic, unbelievable, even doubtful, and angry.
He had anticipated Yan Mosha's reaction, and had also thought of how to explain the next step to gain the other party's trust.

But contrary to his expectations, Yan Mosha did not react at all after listening, but the expression on his face became extremely strange, and he looked him up and down intently, which almost made him scared.

"You don't believe it"

Vishnu was about to take out the token written by Lord Viktoria himself to further convince Yamasha.

But Yan Mosha turned his head and looked behind him intently.

Vishnu was just wondering, but the next moment he saw powerful demon shadows coming out of the black vortex behind Yamasha.

Gandhara, Shiva, Ashasha, Indra, and a ghost mother of nightmare, all of them were the demon gods that he wanted to find before but failed.

I didn't expect that they were all here.

Vishnu was overjoyed and said quickly, "So you are all here. I was just looking for you. It just so happens that you should also know about this matter.

The Great Dark Sky Demon Emperor has been born. Are you all willing to assist His Majesty? !"

The scene fell into an eerie silence. Vishnu realized that after he finished speaking, all the demons were looking at him with the same strange eyes as Yamasha before.

Only the Nightmare Ghost Mother was sneering.

"You said you came here in the name of the Great Dark Sky Demon Emperor to recruit us, then do you have anything to prove it?"

The Nightmare Ghost Mother sneered and said.

Vishnu burst into laughter, with a confident expression, and replied mysteriously: "I knew you would question it."

As he spoke, he pulled out a fist-sized bloodstone from the storage space and showed it in his hand.

There were three words clearly engraved on the bloodstone - Great Mingtian!

"This was carved by the Great Dark Sky Demon Emperor himself. It contains the Great Dark Sky Demon Emperor's demonic power and divine consciousness. No one in the world can imitate it. You can take a good look at it..."

Vishnu proudly gave the blood stone away.
The bloodstone fell into the hands of the Ghost Mother of Nightmares. The Ghost Mother of Nightmares just glanced at it lightly and then...
"Click——"

With a little force in his hands, he crushed the bloodstone into powder.

"you!!"

Vishnu was immediately shocked, and then became furious. He pointed at the Ghost Mother and shouted, "Youyan, how dare you destroy the Demon Emperor's token? You are courting death!"

The Ghost Mother of the Nightmare shook her head and said calmly, "If it is really the Demon Emperor's token, how can I, a mere Ghost Mother of the Nightmare, destroy it so easily?"

Vishnu's voice choked, and then he defended loudly: "Because the emperor's cultivation has not recovered yet, his supernatural powers are not obvious, and he can't attach too much power to the blood stone. Didn't I ask you to use your divine thoughts to feel it, why are you uh uh uh..."

As Vishnu was speaking, his eyes suddenly widened. He stared blankly at the devilish and extremely vicious sword that had just flown out of the hands of the Nightmare Ghost Mother. He felt a little dumbfounded.

"This is the Great Dark Sky Demon Sword!"

Vishnu suddenly reacted and shouted excitedly.

"How come you have the Great Dark Sky Demon Sword of the Emperor?!"

Vishnu was shocked and questioned the Nightmare Mother and others in disbelief.

However, the demon gods including the Nightmare Ghost Mother all looked at him with eyes full of sympathy, pity and as if he were a fool, and said, "Vishnu, have you not reacted yet?
You have been deceived.

The Great Dark Demon Emperor you are talking about is actually a fake!

The real emperor has already been on our side."

Vishnu stood there in a daze for a moment, his expression a little confused.

After a moment, he suddenly came to his senses and said excitedly: "Impossible! I, the Demon Emperor, am the real Great Dark Heaven Emperor! Yours is the fake one.
Hurry up and hand over the Great Dark Sky Demon Sword to the Demon Emperor. You still have a chance to surrender."

Vishnu danced wildly with his eight arms, and he was extremely excited.

The Ghost Mother shook her head helplessly and gave an order casually: "Vishnu was brainwashed and deceived by the fake Demon Emperor. It's really pitiful. You should all subdue him first, and then ask him where the fake Demon Emperor is..."

"Yes!"

All the demons responded in unison, and then pounced on Vishnu with ferocious looks.

This was the first battle in service to the Great Underworld Emperor. Every demon god wanted to perform well, so they all worked extra hard.

Soon, the sounds of Vishnu's shock, anger and screams were heard in the field.

The Ghost Mother stared at the scene, her eyes flickering, and whispered coldly: "How dare someone be so audacious as to pretend to be the Emperor and cheat in the demon world?
If I catch you this time, I will cut you into pieces! Humph! ”.——
Even though Vishnu's strength was one level higher than any other demon god present, he was quickly subdued when five or six powerful men of the same level attacked him together.

All eight of Vishnu's arms were broken, and only one of the four arms remained. His body was covered with wounds, his face was bruised and swollen, and he looked extremely miserable.

The rolling demonic energy surged through his body, trying to repair the wounds on his body.

But five or six powerful demonic forces suppressed him, and Vishnu could not struggle at all.

"You guys, you don't know how to live or die. You actually dared to hurt me and even stole the Demon Emperor's sword to impersonate the Demon Emperor. You are to blame for playing with your own death!"

Vishnu roared loudly, and fire almost came out of his eyes.

The Nightmare Ghost Mother walked up to him, looked down at him coldly with a look of pity and disdain.

"You still haven't realized your mistake even after it has come to this. You are really stubborn and recalcitrant."

A demon god nearby said, "Ghost Mother, do you want to kill him?"

Vishnu's expression was startled and turned into one of horror.

Fortunately, the Ghost Mother of the Nightmare shook her head and said, "No need. Vishnu is quite powerful and this is the time to use him. If he can wake up, he will be a great help to the Emperor's hegemony in the future."

"hehe.."

Vishnu sneered.

Although he didn't know where the Great Dark Demon Sword in the hands of the Nightmare Ghost Mother and others came from, he also didn't know who the so-called emperor behind them was.

But he was absolutely certain of one thing, that the one hiding in the blood-colored palace was the real Great Dark Demon Emperor.

He is Vishnu, the lowest caste in the demon world.

I should have wasted my life in a muddle.

It was because of chance that he encountered the seriously injured and dying demon god's mind that he was able to continuously break through his own shackles over tens of thousands of years and achieve the position of demon god.

During this period, the Demon Emperor taught him various magic skills, his guidance on cultivation, his divine thoughts that were still unprecedented and noble and domineering, although severely damaged, and the various secrets about the ancient times that were occasionally leaked from his words.
Each point is the best evidence of its identity.

This trust was built up bit by bit over tens of thousands of years as Vishnu rose from humble beginnings.

Mahavairocana is the god in Vishnu's mind and belief.

How could it be easily destroyed by just a few words or a few punches from others?

It's a joke.

Seeing the disdain in Vishnu's eyes, the Ghost Mother of the Nightmare said calmly, "You have been brainwashed too deeply by that fake Demon Emperor. It's not your fault. Now take us to see that man, and I will expose his disguise in front of you."

"Okay, I'll see how you guys go to die in front of the Demon Emperor!"

Vishnu said with a resentful look in his eyes and gnashed teeth.

A moment later, the Nightmare Ghost Mother and others appeared in front of a blood-red palace.

"The Demon Emperor is inside, do you have the courage to go in?"

Vishnu was still suppressed, but he had a sneer on his face.

All the demon gods subconsciously looked towards the Ghost Mother of Nightmares. The Ghost Mother of Nightmares said calmly, "Be careful not to let him get away."

After saying that, he was the first to walk into the bloody palace.

The rest of the demons followed closely behind.

The bloody hall was filled with a dead silence and a depressing atmosphere. It was empty, with only the unknown darkness ahead.

The Nightmare Ghost Mother and others moved forward slowly, and gradually there was some light in front of them.

Finally, we reached the depths of the hall.

Everyone stopped at the same time.

Before their eyes, a throne stood quietly at the deepest part of the hall.

There seemed to be a figure sitting on the throne, but because it was hidden in the deepest darkness, people could not see its face clearly.

"Vishnu"

A majestic and deep voice sounded in the hall.

The hearts of Youyan Guimu and others suddenly skipped a beat.

Vishnu looked extremely excited. He struggled to take two steps forward, fell to his knees, and shouted, "Emperor!"

"You did a great job this time. I am very satisfied."

The voice continued to sound, and Vishnu lowered his head in shame.

The Ghost Mother narrowed her eyes, stared at the figure on the throne, and said, "Are you the Great Dark Demon Emperor that Vishnu mentioned?"

The figure seemed to nod slightly and replied, "It seems that Vishnu has already introduced me to you."

The Ghost Mother of the Nightmare sneered, "You are such a shameless pretender, who gave you the courage to pretend to be the Emperor?!"

The figure on the throne was silent for several breaths after hearing this, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, I'm pretending to be the Great Dark Sky Demon Emperor? I'm pretending to be myself? This is really the funniest joke I've heard in tens of thousands of years!"

The laughter was like thunder, continuous and made the whole hall tremble.

All the demons changed their expressions slightly, while Vishnu showed an expression of fanaticism and joy on his face.

The Ghost Mother frowned and ordered in a cold voice: "It is time for you to serve the Emperor. Whoever can kill this fake Emperor, I will ask the Emperor for a great credit on his behalf!"

The eyes of the demon gods including Guidula suddenly lit up, demonic energy surged on their bodies, and they stretched out their six arms, rushing towards the figure on the throne.

Several middle-level demon gods attacked at the same time, and the pressure from their bodies combined together, almost creating an invisible tsunami in the hall, and the entire hall was shaking violently.

But faced with such power, the figure on the throne sneered slightly.

It was like a king standing high above, looking down at the beggars below who were clamoring to overthrow his throne.

That kind of contempt and disdain.

Guidala was the first to bear the brunt of the attack and was the first to arrive in front of the figure. He stretched out all six arms and the black demonic energy entangled in the void to form a clearly visible circular totem.

Like a flower that never fades.

But this flower-shaped totem only appeared for less than a breath before it was easily shattered by a punch, and the remaining force hit Guidula's chest heavily.

Guidala was hit hard and flew back like a cannonball, faster than when he came.

A majestic and indifferent voice came from the throne.

"You have made good progress in practicing the 'Ghost Tu You Zha Raksha Secret Technique', but unfortunately you have only a fragment. I have the complete 'Ghost Tu You Zha Raksha Secret Technique' here.

If you are willing to submit to me, I can teach you."

Guidala, who was lying on the ground, was stunned for a moment, standing there in a daze, his eyes full of astonishment and shock.

At this time, the second demon body was also blasted back.

"The foundation of your True Demon Body is unstable, and some of your Demonic Veins are in the wrong positions. If you are willing to submit to me, I can guide you to make up for your mistakes and cultivate an Eight-Armed True Demon Body."

"You have practiced the technique completely incorrectly. The third stage of this secret technique must be practiced in reverse order to unleash its maximum power. If you are willing to submit to me, I will teach you how to practice the technique in reverse."

The demons that pounced forward were beaten back one after another, and none of them could withstand the slightest blow from the figure on the throne.

This is not the most amazing thing. The truly amazing thing is that every time the figure on the throne fights with a demon, he can accurately point out the flaws and shortcomings in the opponent's practice techniques or methods.

A bird's-eye view, with extremely terrifying vision and insight.

Shock!

Unparalleled shock!
All the demons looked at the figure on the throne in shock, their eyes filled with doubt and a certain idea in their hearts began to waver slightly.

With such strength and knowledge, could it be true that, as Vishnu said, this person is the real Great Dark Demon Emperor? !

The Nightmare Ghost Mother also opened her eyes wide and stood there in shock, somewhat incredulous.

Vishnu laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes. He pointed at the demons and taunted them mercilessly, "Look, open your eyes and take a good look... who is the real Demon King!"

"No! Impossible!"

The Ghost Mother of the Nightmare suddenly woke up, a fierce look flashed across her face, and she shouted, "You are not the Emperor! You are definitely not the Emperor!"

After saying that, she screamed, "Please give me the Emperor Sword!"

The Ghost Mother of Nightmares raised her six arms to the sky and knelt on the ground respectfully and devoutly.

The next moment, a black sword slowly appeared, carrying with it monstrous demonic nature and fierceness.

As the long sword came out, this time, even the figure sitting on the throne was shaken.

He stood up suddenly, blurting out with uncontrollable excitement: "The Great Dark Sky Demon Sword?!"

It turned into laughter.

"Hahaha, good! Good job! You actually brought the Great Dark Sky Demon Sword that I lost hundreds of thousands of years ago. I will reward you handsomely."

The Ghost Mother of the Nightmare gritted her teeth and shouted again: "Please draw your sword and kill this man!"

The black sword trembled slightly, but did not move at all.

The figure on the throne sneered and said sarcastically: "You want to use my sword to kill me? How ridiculous."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to aim at the long sword and shouted coldly: "Sword!"

"Here comes the sword!"

"Here comes the sword!"

The extremely domineering voice echoed in the hall, and everyone was moved by it.

Even the black sword seemed to understand the call. It trembled slightly and shot towards the figure on the throne.

Suddenly, all the demons in the field were shocked.

The Great Dark Demon Emperor!
This person is actually the Great Dark Demon Emperor!

Only the Great Dark Demon Emperor can make the Emperor Sword surrender to him!
The ghost mother of the ghost nightmarish was struck hard, her face turned extremely pale, she was in despair, and she murmured to herself in disbelief: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

Vishnu on the side was extremely proud, and he was so excited that he couldn't help shaking violently.

His eyes were fixed on the figure on the throne, his eyes were extremely fanatical, and he whispered: "Emperor! Emperor!"

The figure on the throne stared at the flying black sword, his eyes showing deep reminiscence and remembrance, and whispered: "Old friend, we finally meet again. Huh?!"

Just as the black sword flew into the shadow, something strange suddenly happened.

An extremely shrill scream rang out from the shadows.

Everyone in the field was suddenly startled, their expressions confused, and they tried to open their eyes wide and look towards the shadows.

The shadow was torn apart by the sword light, and the scene inside was completely exposed before their eyes.

I saw a handsome boy with purple scales all over his body and a single horn on his head, about five or six years old, being oppressed by an invisible force and lying on the armrest of the throne with his butt sticking up.

The black sword, with its spine pointing downward, hit the boy's butt hard again and again.

He was beaten until his skin was torn and he was howling like a ghost.

For a moment, all the demons in the audience were stunned.
(End of this chapter)