391: Good and Evil Stone

This strange sound seemed to be calling out to him, resonating with Chen De.

But ever since he knew that what was inside was the holy blade of his Holy Mother Sect that had been lost, Chen De was no longer surprised by this resonance.

It was just that the murmuring was vague, talking about something like the collapse of the heavens and the earth... No matter what it was saying, since Chen De was going in to see, he would naturally know once he entered.

He took a step forward into the Demon Blade Realm.

As his figure gradually disappeared, the scene before him rapidly changed.

Cold!

A bone-chilling coldness struck Chen De's heart the moment he entered.

This cold sensation didn't come from temperature, but rather a sharpness that pierced directly to the soul.

The sky continuously displayed doomsday anomalies, like the end of the world.

The dark red earth had no plants attached to it, yet it didn't appear cracked.

Malice, killing intent, tyranny, madness... filled every corner of this world.

Not only that, but the air was also permeated with a sharp aura.

If it were someone with weaker cultivation, they would be shredded to dust the moment they stepped in.

And if someone of average strength entered, their sanity would be shattered by the pervasive malevolent aura of the world, turning them into a madman who only knew how to fight.

But these things posed no threat to even ordinary Demon Emperor Realm cultivators.

Let alone to Chen De, and those Rulers and Venerables.

Walking in, a blade plunged into the ground in the center of the world was incredibly conspicuous.

About a third of its length was buried underground, but what was exposed was still tens of thousands of feet long.

Overall, it looked, it looked like a fire poker stuck in the ground.

It was pitch black, exuding an undeniable malevolent aura.

At first glance, Chen De knew he had found the right weapon.

As expected of their Holy Mother Sect's holy blade, it must be stuck here to suppress the malevolent aura of this realm.

It truly suffered, even its body was stained black, yet it suppressed this place without complaint.

Such noble integrity, it was just like Chen De.

Surrounding the holy blade was also a group of various strong individuals.

Why various, you ask?

Because under Chen De's detection, not a single person used their original identity.

Tiger demons disguised as donkey demons, wolf demons disguised as sheep demons, human demons disguised as... These guys really are, hiding their true identities.

They are completely unlike the upright Chen De; this is called having a clear conscience.

This group of people was gathered there, discussing something.

Chen De, with the idea of catching them all in one fell swoop, quietly approached.

"This item of mine, it is truly wondrous beyond compare!

Since leaving here a hundred thousand years ago, I poured my heart and soul into it, forgetting sleep and food, until I finally completed it three thousand years ago.

All for this very day!"

"Stop being so mysterious, quickly tell us what it is!"

"Hehe, as you all know, anyone who tries to touch the demon blade, without exception, either dies or is injured."

"But have you noticed a phenomenon?"

"What?"

"That is, the backlash from the demon blade is unrelated to cultivation; strong individuals experience varying degrees of backlash, and weak individuals are the same."

"So, I observed for tens of thousands of years and finally found a pattern."

"Look at this!"

Saying that, the person pulled out a basketball-sized gem.

"What is this?"

The surrounding people asked.

"This is what I painstakingly created after discovering the pattern."

The person explained.

"I found that the darker and more ruthless a person's nature, the lighter the backlash they suffer.

From this, I deduce that it's not just us choosing the demon blade; the demon blade is also choosing its master."

"And based on the current results, only two types of people have a chance to gain the demon blade's recognition."

Everyone around them became interested and couldn't help but ask, "What two types of people?"

The person paused, then slowly said, "One is a person of ultimate good, and the other is a person of ultimate evil."

"According to my speculation, the demon blade's primary choice would naturally be a person of ultimate evil.

But for a person of ultimate good, when things reach an extreme, they can turn for the better, perhaps achieving the same effect."

"Of course, these are just speculations."

A group of people listened to what the other person said, and they all felt it made some sense.

At first, they just listened for amusement, but now that they thought about it, based on previous cases, it seemed to be true.

"If that's the case, then what's the use of your gem?" someone asked.

Since the other party brought out the gem before saying this, presumably what he said was also somewhat related to the gem.

The person chuckled upon hearing this, pointing at the gem and saying, "This item is called the good and evil stone!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the field looked at him with some surprise.

The good and evil stone originated from the Ultra Ancient Era; its legend might be even older than the Ancient Hall.

Legend has it that it can discern good and evil, revealing one's true nature!

Cultivators only need to let go of their minds, offer no resistance, and place their palm on the good and evil stone to determine the depth of their inherent good and evil.

Not many people know this legend; for example, in the Four Profound Heavens, those who know of it are extremely rare.

Ordinary Demon Emperor Realm cultivators might not even have heard of it.

But who were they? They were basically Rulers or peak existences of their systems; with their extensive knowledge, they naturally had heard of it.

The person proudly said, "With the good and evil stone, one can roughly determine who has the most hope of gaining the demon blade's recognition.

It gives us a baseline, or rather, self-awareness, so that some people... don't overestimate themselves and get hurt for nothing."

Saying that, he pointedly glanced at a few individuals with slightly weaker auras around him.

Those present here were not benevolent people.

If anyone got injured and showed their predicament, they probably wouldn't make it out of this Demon Blade Realm.

Although everyone could determine whether they were truly 'ultimate good' or 'ultimate evil'.

But what if what the other person said was false? Wouldn't they miss out on a great opportunity for nothing?

Having come all this way, how could one be content without trying?

Yet, what if what the other person said was true? They had no idea of their specific degree of good or evil.

Knowing earlier would allow them to prepare and prevent things, wouldn't it?

At the same time, they were very clear that the other party's willingness to bring it out definitely had its own purpose.

"Speak, what do you want?"

Someone in the crowd spoke, and the rest also had the same intention.

"For one use, ten standard World Origins."

What an exorbitant demand!

Hearing this, everyone was shocked by the other party's appetite.

One World Origin was enough to foster the birth of a Heavenly Imperial Realm cultivator, and it could also be used to strengthen one's affiliated world.

In the circle of Rulers and Venerables, it was hard currency.

Ten World Origins—for some who hadn't reached the Ruler Realm, ten World Origins was almost their entire fortune.

Hearing the other party's condition, the eyes of the onlookers gradually became dangerous.

As if sensing the change in the surrounding atmosphere, the person remained unconcerned.

He merely smiled slightly, and his aura burst forth.