I picked up the scattered attributes

A glimmer of hope was rekindled in the old man's heart.

He reached out and grabbed a blue-furred demon rabbit, which let out an angry growl. However, it immediately felt a terrifying aura pressing down on it.

"Your Majesty, what do you want to ask?" the demon rabbit asked cautiously, blinking its eyes.

"What...what's going on here?"

The old man voiced his doubts.

"You mean this..." The demon rabbit suddenly realized, "You must have just arrived in the Demon Capital, so you may not know that the new Demon Emperor ascended the throne not long ago."

Old man: "...What?!"

A new demon emperor has ascended the throne...

This was an unprecedented event, completely different from what he had expected!

"Then... then is there any..."

After a moment's hesitation, the old man finally managed to squeeze out a few words: "Are there any human supernatural beings...?"

"What kind of human supernatural being?" The demon rabbit looked at the old man in front of it with a strange expression.

In the Demon Capital, there were quite a few demonic beasts that could transform into human form, so it didn't draw any further conclusions from that statement. It simply asked with some doubt, "Your Majesty, do you intend to eat people? Let me tell you a secret, my elders once told me that human flesh tastes absolutely terrible..."

"No……"

In an instant, the old man seemed to lose all his energy and spirit, his whole being deflated. He stood there silently, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

At this moment, he had already realized it to some extent.

The possibility he least wanted to think about, the situation he least wanted to accept, has probably... become a reality before his very eyes!

"What a strange guy."

Seeing that the old man had unknowingly let go of her hand and stood there motionless, ignoring her completely, the blue-haired rabbit spun around a few times and then happily hopped away.

Before leaving, it secretly kicked the old man.

"He really is a strange guy!"

After an unknown amount of time, the old man finally snapped out of his daze.

He looked at the magnificent palace in the distance. At this moment, the seemingly grand and awe-inspiring building seemed to have transformed into an invisible, gaping maw, ready to devour all intruders.

After gritting his teeth again and again, the old man did not turn back in the end, but instead took a step and slowly walked towards the palace.

He knew that it was the symbol of the highest power in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.

—Demon God Palace!

Once you break into that place, it means you're locked in a life-or-death struggle with the Demon Kingdom, with no possibility of turning back!

"But now that things have come to this... what's the point of trying to maneuver?"

A bitter smile appeared on the old man's face: "I never imagined that after seven hundred years, this would be the end for our Mo clan!"

A new demon emperor ascends the throne...

This naturally means that the plan to change the world has completely failed.

His descendants, the talented and outstanding people of Xuanwu Kingdom, their fate... need no further explanation.

The old man's steps grew heavier and heavier, just as his heart was gradually sinking to the bottom, to be completely buried by dust and ashes.

There is no greater sorrow than a broken heart; this is it.

In a daze, he walked into the magnificent palace, surrounded by swarms of demonic beasts, their roars and howls echoing everywhere, yet his figure grew increasingly forlorn.

"Well, it's time to put an end to all of this."

The old man took a deep breath, about to activate his cultivation, when he suddenly heard a surprised voice beside him:

"Second Ancestor? When did you arrive in the Demon Capital?"

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Chapter 0441

"Two...you...what?!"

At that moment, the old man could hardly believe his ears.

He knew that voice all too well.

That was his descendant from the Mohist school, the current emperor of Xuanwu Kingdom.

—Mo Lianque.

At the same time, he was also the most talented, most motivated, and most indomitable emperor in history.

Coupled with various natural and objective factors, this descendant of his naturally became the helmsman of the plan to change the world!

It was precisely because of all these reasons that the old man felt so desperate when he learned that the plan to change the world was very likely to have failed.

Not to mention that his "pillar of stability" can't hold on for much longer...

Even if they could hold on, it would be many years before they could wait for another Mo Lianque.

By then, the primordial energy of heaven and earth may have been completely exhausted, and we will have entered the Dharma-ending Age. Cultivation will be difficult, and not to mention the Yuan Dan realm, even the Dao Tai realm and the Divine Power realm will probably become a luxury!

"You...you brat...how could you..."

The old man suddenly turned around and looked at the square-faced middle-aged man not far away.

The other person's face was somewhat similar to his, and if one looked closely, one could also sense the same spirit. However, at this moment, their expressions and reactions were completely different.

The old man's expression was one of shock, bewilderment, and disbelief.

The middle-aged man's expression shifted from astonishment to realization, and finally to a hint of shame.

"Ancestor..." His Majesty the current emperor of Xuanwu Kingdom said in a low voice.

"You...you brat!"

After a moment of utter astonishment, anger gradually crept into the old man's eyes.

It was as if an invisible flame was burning, crackling and spreading through the void, startling all the demon beasts in the Demon God Palace, who involuntarily fled into the distance.

"what's the situation?"

"The new Demon Emperor has just ascended to the throne, and now enemies are attacking again?!"

Some little demons were hissing.

They really couldn't understand why, after so many years of peace, the Demon Capital had suddenly been plagued by frequent major battles in the last few months, and even the Demon God Palace, which symbolized the face of the Demon Kingdom, was being invaded by powerful enemies every few days.

This is simply... going to be the death of the old demon!

This sudden burst of energy was, in their perception, quite profound and terrifying, possessing the power to scorch rivers and boil seas, absolutely no less than that of those demon kings!

"It's time to die!"

More little demons are shouting.

At the same time, an unprecedented sharp light burst forth from the old man's cloudy eyes. He approached Mo Lianque step by step, his aura sealing the heavens and the earth, and the anger in his chest was about to overflow in the next instant!

He understood it all.

Just over a month ago, he only sensed the fluctuations of battle, but he didn't sense any changes in this world.

Why is it that even though his plan to change the world failed, this younger generation of his is still able to stand here?

Why is everything in the Demon City decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and filled with joy? At first glance, it looks just like the New Year in a human country.

Why did Mo Lianque show both astonishment and shame upon seeing him?

Because there is only one answer—

"You brat, you really couldn't withstand the pressure and betrayed your race, selling your soul to the demons—"

"We were too busy after dealing with the Demon God Palace, so we forgot to come and see you... Ah?"

The grandfather and grandson were stunned once again.

They stared at each other, the air seemed to freeze, and for a moment, no one could say a word.

At that moment, Mo Lianque seemed to understand something. He blinked strangely and asked, word by word, "Second...Second Ancestor...what did you just say?"

The old man, addressed as the Second Ancestor, opened his mouth repeatedly. Finally, his face twitched, and his voice rose eight octaves: "You brat... what did you just say?!"

Although, given his current level of cultivation, it's impossible for him to have "misheard".

However, for a brief moment, he still thought he was hallucinating.

Could it be that because he was so old, his blood and energy were depleted, and his lifespan was nearing its end, causing his bodily functions to decline significantly, he misunderstood what Mo Lianque said?

"Second Ancestor, what I just said was..."

Mo Lianque paused, then smiled again and mysteriously transmitted his voice:

"We have already taken care of the Demon God Palace."

"what?"

"Now, we are the new masters of the Demon God Palace."