The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 497: Demonic Past



Chapter 497: Demonic Past

Deep in the world of dried bones, this is a place that no cultivator from the Aotian Continent has ever set foot on.

Why has no one ever set foot here? Because the density of space cracks here is far greater than that of the ancient battlefield. If it weren't for the Demon Lord leading the way, it would be very dangerous for Pan Chengfeng to come here alone.

Pan Chengfeng, who had already left the ancient battlefield, followed the Demon Lord and chattered about something.

The Demon Lord said impatiently, "Shut up! You haven't stopped talking all the way here. Have humans been practicing talking skills for all these years?"

Pan Chengfeng said with a smile: "Master Demon, I just feel bored and want to chat with you. Don't be so serious~"

The Demon Lord sneered, "You want to get some information out of me? Do you think I don't know? You little bastard of the human race, when I was ruling the world, your ancestors weren't even born yet!"

Pan Chengfeng originally wanted to get some useful information about the demon clan from this demon king, such as where is the demon realm mentioned by the demon king? How many demon kings are there in the demon realm? Are they as powerful as him? And whether the women of the demon clan are beautiful, etc. After asking for a long time, he didn't get a useful reply from this demon king.

Pan Chengfeng frowned and thought to himself, "Did my question really come out so bluntly? Did you hear it right away?"

The Demon Lord turned around and saw Pan Chengfeng was thinking of another bad idea. He sneered and said, "Do you still want the precious resources? If you want them, leave quickly!"

Upon hearing about precious resources, Pan Chengfeng immediately said with a flattering look on his face: "Yes, yes, yes~ How far is it~ Lord Demon Lord, by the way, it's too rude to always call you Demon Lord Demon Lord. Your name can't be a secret of the demon clan, right? My name is Pan Chengfeng, you can call me Xiao Pan or Xiao Feng~"

Seeing Pan Chengfeng saying such flattering words, even the Demon Lord who had lived for millions of years felt a chill in his heart and said angrily: "Put away your disgusting expression, my name is Mo Tian!"

The name was naturally not a secret, and the Demon Lord naturally had no need to hide it, but Pan Chengfeng's expression made him feel sick.

The two chatted along the way. Although it was Pan Chengfeng who did all the talking, Mo Tian was annoyed and just responded with one sentence. He never expected that he would meet a chatterbox as soon as he came out after being sealed for a million years.

When I was sealed, I felt lonely for a million years. I was thinking about finding someone to have a good chat with after I came out, but I didn't expect to meet a chatterbox. Now I don't want to say a word.

Mo Tian didn't want to say it, could Pan Chengfeng let him go? If he couldn't beat you, he couldn't nag you to death? In his previous life, Pan Chengfeng was also a nagging person and keyboard warrior on the Internet. As long as Mo Tian was not dead, he would argue with you until you went crazy.

As Pan Chengfeng was talking, he suddenly asked, "Master Motian, you are so powerful, how did you get sealed? It doesn't matter anyway, why not tell me~"

Mo Tian suddenly stopped and said coldly: "You little bastard, do you still want to seal me?"

Pan Chengfeng got goose bumps from being stared at by those devil eyes, and quickly replied: "How dare I? I'm not a formation master, how can I seal Lord Motian?"

Mo Tian snorted coldly and said, "Even if you are a formation master, you don't have the ability to seal me. I will never be sealed by the damn sealing formation again! Never again!!" As he spoke, a burst of magic power burst out from his body, directly pushing Pan Chengfeng dozens of meters away.

After Pan Chengfeng stabilized his body, he thought to himself, "Damn, this demon seems to have improved his strength again! It seems that the longer time goes by, the more he recovers. I have to find a way to get out of here quickly!"

Since conventional questions didn't yield any results, he had to try another approach. Pan Chengfeng quickly ran back and said, "I think you're just bragging. You've been sealed for a million years. If I hadn't accidentally let you out, you might not have been able to get out even after another million years~"

“Bullshit!” Mo Tian said angrily, “I am constantly eroding that formation with my magic power. Even if you are not here, I can get out of it in 20,000 to 30,000 years at most!”

"Who doesn't know how to brag?" Pan Chengfeng said with a smile, "When we went there, the soul power of the four demon souls was already very weak, but they would definitely have no problem holding on for another few hundred thousand years~"

Mo Tian was speechless for a while. He was indeed bragging when he said 20,000 to 30,000 years just now. But the 1.8 million years that Pan Chengfeng said was definitely not necessary. He was embarrassed to be found out of bragging in front of the juniors, even if he was a demon. He quickly changed the subject and said, "Don't you want to know how I was sealed? It's okay to tell you~"

Pan Chengfeng quickly pricked up his ears. Seeing him like this, the Demon Lord laughed strangely and said, "I will satisfy your curiosity. Back then, I was summoned by the Demon God..."

In this way, the two walked and talked. It turned out that the original name of this world of bones was Qingtian Continent, which was a very rich continent. In order to open up a new living space for the tribe, the demon god tore the void, and the demon army descended on this continent.

But even the Devil God himself did not expect that the indigenous people of this continent would resist so fiercely. The two races fought for more than a thousand years, and the space of this continent was destroyed. After that, the more they fought, the more frightened they became. It was not until the Devil God personally took action that he forced out the last trump card of the Qingtian Continent, the Qingtian Emperor. The two supreme beings, the Devil God and the Qingtian Emperor, fought fiercely and destroyed this continent.

Mo Tian continued, "I have destroyed countless sects and killed countless cultivators. Finally, I was taken seriously by the powerful human race. But you actually set a trap for me. What a despicable and shameless human race!"

Pan Chengfeng quickly chimed in, curiously asking, "How did they set a trap for you? Haven't you lived for millions of years? How could you be so easily fooled?"

Pan Chengfeng's curious look seemed to Mo Tian to be looking down on him, and he angrily said, "What's that look? I'm not a god, so I have my needs, and if I have needs, I will be taken advantage of!"

Pan Chengfeng pretended to listen attentively. Mo Tian continued, "A Mahayana cultivator of the human race got a fist-sized top-grade magic crystal from somewhere. Magic crystals are essential for our Saint Clan to break through in cultivation. In the Demon Realm, it may not appear for hundreds of thousands of years. Top-grade magic crystals are even harder to come by. In the past three million years, I have only seen five pieces. They were all given by the Demon God..."

Pan Chengfeng interrupted with a smile: "You were fooled by a piece of top-grade magic crystal. You deserve to be sealed for a million years~"

Mo Tian's eyes instantly turned cold, staring at Pan Chengfeng and saying word by word: "Do you want me to crush you to death right now?"

Pan Chengfeng shrank his neck and quickly said with a smile: "Sir, please continue. I will definitely not interrupt you again~"

If it weren't for the fact that Pan Chengfeng knew the 'Demon Fist', anyone who dared to mock Mo Tian like this would have almost no chance of survival.

Mo Tian took a deep breath and continued, "Back then, my cultivation was stuck at the peak of the middle stage of the Demon Lord. As long as I got that magic crystal, I would have been able to advance to the late stage. Unfortunately, I was besieged by three Mahayana cultivators of the human race, and the demon-sealing formation set up by the demon race nearby. Although I killed the three Mahayana cultivators of the human race, I eventually ran out of magic power and was sealed by the demon race."

Pan Chengfeng took a deep breath and thought to himself, "Is this bullshit? Including the demon king of the demon race, this Mo Tian killed four Mahayana cultivators by himself! Is this true?"


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