388: Long Aotian

No matter who wins or loses, no one can take this blade.

That powerful expert, in a fit of pique, tried to destroy the blade with the thought that if he couldn't have it, no one else would either.

But after a full circle of effort, he found that no matter what methods he used, he couldn't leave any mark on the blade.

Then, the Demon Blade Realm closed.

Because it was the first time the Demon Blade Realm had appeared, no one knew its mechanics, and many powerful experts, including him, remained inside.

When the Demon Blade Realm reopened, it was ten thousand years later.

When people entered again at that time, the figures of those individuals were long gone.

And those who entered for the first time discovered that the Demon Blade Realm was exactly the same as when they first entered.

The final victor, an expert comparable to today's Nine-Step Venerables, had also completely disappeared without a trace.

This discovery shocked countless experts.

They became even more wary of the Demon Blade Realm, but at the same time, they grew more curious about the secrets it held.

The more dangerous the Demon Blade Realm was, the more they desired that Demonic Blade.

But over countless years, no one had been able to obtain that Demonic Blade, including the Ancient Hall, which had no solution and could only reluctantly give up.

Yet, this still couldn't stop countless experts from continuously flocking to it.

There were even rumors that the secret to becoming an immortal lay within it.

Even now, no one has been able to obtain it; instead, they have gained a clear understanding of the Demon Blade Realm's rules.

Over so many years, the matters of the Demon Blade Realm are no longer a secret.

Most of the more experienced Sovereigns or Venerables are aware of it.

They won't deliberately block the news, but they also won't deliberately spread it.

After learning this news, Chen De didn't have any particular thoughts.

Something that generations of people had failed to obtain over countless years, why should he be able to get it? He only thought that the so-called 'instant ascension' wouldn't make him a powerful expert.

Instead of constantly thinking about hypothetical things, it was more reliable to utilize everything he currently had, be down-to-earth, and strengthen himself step by step towards the end goal.

The system's cheat was already good enough; not every good thing in the world would revolve around him.

So Chen De stopped overthinking and turned to continue his important work on the laws.

He casually chose a direction and unexpectedly discovered a decent small world, which made Chen De's eyes light up.

What ephemeral Demonic Blade? Real, tangible benefits were much more comforting.

Upon entering... "Alright, my little ones, the Demon Blade Realm has opened, and your Great King is going to contend for the Demonic Blade."

"Those guys before didn't succeed because they hadn't met me."

A demon beast with dragon horns on its forehead and the appearance of a weasel was bidding farewell to the younger generation of its clan.

At this moment, a small weasel in the pack curiously asked, "Great King, can you succeed?"

"Does that even need to be said?" The large weasel's brow furrowed slightly.

"Even with your toes, you'd know that the Demonic Blade was prepared for me, Great King Long Aotian."

"It's just a pity that, as my companion weapon, it was born a little bit earlier than me."

"But it's no big deal; what belongs to me, the Great King, is mine."

As he spoke, a confident smile appeared on Long Aotian's face.

"Great King is truly amazing!"

"Long live the Great King!"

...After listening to the little ones' flattery for a while, Long Aotian gently pressed his hand downwards, signaling them to be quiet.

However, it was useless.

Below, they were still chattering incessantly, making a lot of noise.

Suddenly, Long Aotian felt that he had no dignity in front of his little ones.

His bloodline was not good, but in his early years, he had obtained a drop of a powerful dragon's essence blood.

But he did not make it known; instead, he, a lone demon, quietly left his clan and found a place to absorb this drop of essence blood.

As mentioned before, his bloodline was not good, so his natural talent was not great, and his cultivation was also very poor.

So he used this drop of essence blood to cultivate, but his cultivation speed was even faster than those demon race geniuses.

He absorbed this drop of essence blood for three thousand years, and on the day of his success, he was already a demon beast of the Demon Domain Realm.

This was a height that no demon in their clan had ever reached throughout history.

Not only that, but he also obtained a trace of that powerful dragon's bloodline.

Because his cultivation level was too low when he absorbed it, that drop of essence blood transformed him particularly thoroughly.

This allowed his bloodline potential to support his cultivation all the way to the Demon Emperor Realm.

Later, after a series of growth and overcoming many hardships, he finally became a Sovereign at the age of one million.

During his growth, Long Aotian did not forget to look after his clan.

Otherwise, after a million years, a small clan like theirs, which was common everywhere, wouldn't necessarily go extinct, but this particular branch would certainly be gone.

Later, he transferred his clan, along with all other similar species, into his own small world.

As for the other creatures within the world, especially the Meat Man, they were either raised for food or sold off.

Unfortunately, a weak bloodline is simply weak; unless massive resources are accumulated, it's impossible to break through to higher realms.

Therefore, among the weasel clan in this world, aside from Long Aotian, who was a Sovereign by a cliff-like margin, and those Demon Emperor Realm descendants who inherited his bloodline,

The rest, at their highest, didn't even reach the Demon Domain Realm.

But if he could obtain the legendary Demonic Blade and achieve immortality through the opportunities within, then everything would be different.

Just then, Long Aotian suddenly noticed a person standing beside him.

Yes, he could confirm that the other party was a human, not a demon beast in human form or anything similar.

Because he couldn't sense any demon beast aura from the other party.

Here, all demon beasts revealed their true forms, except for the Meat Man.

"Are you an outsider?" Long Aotian questioned the newcomer.

"Yes, I apologize for the intrusion." Chen De nodded.

"Are you human?" Long Aotian asked again.

"I suppose so; you can also call me Saint Mother." Chen De thought for a moment and replied.

Hearing this, Long Aotian narrowed his eyes slightly, "Humans dare to enter? You're asking for death!"

Chen De smiled and said nothing.

No sooner had Long Aotian's words fallen than the power of heaven and earth rapidly converged upon him, and his aura surged exponentially.

A fierce qi locked onto Chen De from all directions, leaving no blind spots, and he looked ready to erupt and kill.

Then... then he vanished without a trace.

The little weasels below were all stunned; where was their Great King?

Where was such a big Great King?

They were a bit bewildered, but Chen De wasn't surprised at all.

Having cultivated to the Sovereign realm, how could one be so thoughtless?

Facing Chen De, an expert who could enter without the World Master's slightest detection while the World Master was within his own world,

Avoiding his sharp edge and not engaging in battle was clearly the better strategy.

As for the weasels left behind, the fact that the other party brought them indicated he cared, but that care had its limits.

Sometimes, he just didn't care that much.

Chen De had already locked onto Long Aotian's position, so he couldn't escape.