"Now, shouldn’t you fulfil your promise?" the elder’s complexion wasn’t very good, after all, having one’s memories inspected and the entire species’ million years of effort ultimately becoming someone else’s dowry would leave anyone feeling uncomfortable.
"You can leave now," Xu Zimei nodded, letting Chaos release its suppression on the elder.
"I hope we’ll meet again," Xu Zimei said with a smile.
"I’d rather we never meet again, even in death," the elder replied indifferently.
The aura of the Saint Vein Realm surged on his body, and in the blink of an eye, his figure had disappeared into the Endless Void.
"Senior brother, do you think Ancient Nether will seek revenge on us?" Xiao Guizi asked with concern.
"Who knows," Xu Zimei said with a smile.
He sat cross-legged, beginning to organize the secrets of the Twin Battle Bodies.
This Secret Technique would only be usable once he advanced to the Saint Vein Realm and had condensed a complete Divine Soul.
However, he could now start preparing the Hundred Great Battle Bodies that he needed to fuse with.
Although he already had the Azure Cloud Battle Body at his disposal, to tell the truth, Xu Zimei really didn’t think highly of this Battle Body.
Since the second Battle Body was to fuse with the Divine Soul, naturally, he needed to choose the most compatible Battle Body from among the Hundred Great Battle Bodies.
Dawn was breaking, and the sun was slowly rising from the east.
This snowy world began to thaw under the embrace of the early sun.
The airflow seemed to become even colder in the air.
Xu Zimei and Xiao Guizi were preparing to leave the mountain range, heading towards the location of the Baili Family.
They had hardly taken a few steps when they felt the earth start to shake.
A stream of black Demonic Qi slowly rose from the middle of the mountain range, blooming like a black mushroom cloud, enveloping the entire sky.
"Senior brother, what is this?" Xiao Guizi exclaimed in shock.
"Let’s go take a look," Xu Zimei said, his eyes slightly narrowed, feeling a sense of urgency in his heart, even his heartbeat quickened a lot.
"Senior brother, let’s just leave. There must be some great evil being born," Xiao Guizi replied.
"You go ahead to Mixed Yuan Ancient City and wait for me," Xu Zimei said indifferently, gazing at where the black fog was.
"Senior brother, I, Xiao Guizi, am not the kind to fear death. I’ll go with you," Xiao Guizi said quickly.
"That’s not what I mean. I feel as if something is summoning me. You go ahead," Xu Zimei shook his head and said, "I will come find you when it’s time."
Xiao Guizi hesitated for a moment, then said, "Senior brother, then I’ll wait for you for three days.
If you don’t come out in three days, I’ll immediately go back to the Holy Sect to call for reinforcements."
Xu Zimei nodded slightly.
Watching Xiao Guizi’s departing figure, Xu Zimei turned his head, fell silent for a while, and eventually headed towards the central position of the mountain range.
Boundless Demonic Qi roiled, howled, and within it, faces twisted with ferocity and despair emerged.
The entire sky was painted pitch black, this power was extremely pure, not mixed with any attributes.
The Demonic Qi transformed into everything around, rolling about, as if all things in the world were subservient beneath this force.
The deeper Xu Zimei went, the stronger that familiar feeling within him became.
The surge of Demonic Qi grew more intense, and finally, he arrived in front of a valley.
"Welcome to my Despair Domain, I am the Demon of Despair, Bai Meng," a ferocious and terrifying face formed from the black fog appeared in the air.
The Demonic Qi on that face was even stronger, and the space around him was corroded into pitch black.
"Insects, submit to me, engrave my Demon Seal within your True Fate, become a Demon Heir, and you can obtain my supreme power."
The moment that demon appeared, Xu Zimei felt an oppressive force within him as if it had reached its limit.
He roared to the heavens as Demonic Qi surged and tumbled throughout his body, and the Prison-Suppressing Divine Body within him activated automatically.
The Demonic Qi that covered the firmament was torn apart in an instant, and lightning that resembled dragons roamed the sky.
A more pure and more dominant Demonic Qi rose from around Xu Zimei.
His hair turned fiery red in an instant, and purple-black lines emerged on his face.
In his demonic eyes, endless Demonic Qi billowed out, and all the muscles in his body seemed much more taut.
The myriad Demonic Qi in the sky submitted before Xu Zimei, winding around him.
At this moment, he seemed like the dominator of all things, an eternal sovereign.
"This, this is," the demonic shadow muttered in disbelief as it watched the scene unfold.
Xu Zimei felt his head was about to explode, as fragmented and intermittent memories along with images appeared in his mind.
"Remember my name, Southeast Regional Director of the Demon-Slaying Legion, Bai Meng."
"You little demons, one day you will be eradicated.
The heads of your Demon Lords will be taken by the warrior Bai Meng."
"I lost, why didn’t you kill me?"
"Don’t think that by sparing me, I will submit to you, I won’t, we are mortal enemies, forever mortal enemies, never resting until death."
"What kind of path do you really want to take?"
"Is this your ambition?"
"Demon Lord, may I join you?"
"I, the warrior Bai Meng, swear by my name, I am willing to become the Demon of Despair, to follow your footsteps for my entire life.
Even if it means being an enemy of the entire world, I shall not hesitate.
Until the end of the world, where all things bustling go towards destruction."
The myriad Demonic Qi greeted the man above, as if everything in the world could only look up to his existence.
"You... have returned," Bai Meng said, stunned as he looked at Xu Zimei, excitedly saying, "It can’t be wrong, it can’t be wrong, this aura, this bloodline.
Even if it hasn’t fully grown yet, I can faintly see the grace of you holding the Sky Piercer, walking towards the end of the world alone."
"Resurrected, our Ancient Demon Race can finally see the light of day again."
Bai Meng muttered excitedly to himself and then laughed uproariously to the sky.
The Demonic Qi around him shook the endless void, rolling and roaring, his laughter filled with wickedness and wild exhilaration.
"Demon Lord, welcome back!"
Xu Zimei sorted through the strange fragments that had suddenly appeared in his memory, but found them too fragmented, with no clue whatsoever.
Many things were disconnected and disjointed.
The Demonic Qi in front of him condensed together, like the dark clouds of a stormy day, somber and dark, giving a tremendous sense of oppression.
A roar came from within the Demonic Qi, and then a burly man leaped out from the demonic clouds.
With a light leap, there was a "boom," and the earth shook, and dust flew into the sky, creating an endless rift that reached as far as the eye could see and was fathomlessly deep.
"One of the Eighteen Demon Gods, the Demon of Despair, Bai Meng, reports to the supreme overlord."