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Yan Bing was unable to break free from the cage set by Chen Moxuan.
A grand undertaking? What grand undertaking? Chen Moxuan keenly caught the key point in Yan Bing's words. His tone carried a hint of amusement: If you are willing to tell me, perhaps I might consider letting you off the hook. After all, I am quite interested in your story.
Yan Bing's gaze flickered, clearly weighing the pros and cons. In the end, he seemed to have made a decision, his voice tinged with resignation and compromise: Fine, I will tell you. But you must swear that after hearing it, you will let me go.
Chen Moxuan scoffed: Swear? Ha! You, a demon lord, think your words are worth my oath? Besides, I can only trust half of what you say. We don’t need to swear; I’ll listen to whatever you choose to share. Whether to believe it or not is up to each of us.
Let’s be clear: don’t think you can escape from my body; I won’t simply let you go. But if you say nothing, I will sever your five senses, trapping you in this darkness forever. If you do speak, I can selectively allow you to understand what is happening in the world now. After all, you have no physical form, do you?
As Chen Moxuan spoke at length, Yan Bing’s entire being fluctuated like a shadow, expanding and contracting—an apparent reflection of his emotional turmoil.
After a long pause, Yan Bing coldly replied: I agree, but you must help me with three things.
Chen Moxuan answered directly: As long as it doesn’t cross my bottom line.
Deal! Yan Bing immediately agreed.
Chen Moxuan perked up his ears, ready to hear the secrets behind this demon lord.
Seeing that there was no turning back, Yan Bing slowly began to speak about that long-buried history and the true reason for his presence here.
It turned out that in ancient times, the demon race had once come to this realm and waged a war against the Yun Miao Heavenly Court known as the Heavenly Fall War. In that battle, aside from the Nine Heavens Sovereign and the Ten Emperors, everyone in the Yun Miao Heavenly Court perished. On the demon side, apart from Mo Zu, figures like Great Dark Heaven and Great Freedom Heaven also met their demise.
Yan Bing was one of those who attacked the Celestial Soldiers and Generals.
At that moment, I unleashed my Demon Soul Destruction Technique, wreaking havoc across the battlefield! Wherever I went, chaos ensued, and all things withered.
As I recounted this, Yan Bing couldn't help but boast about himself. Perhaps he had been cooped up for too long; this guy had turned into quite the chatterbox.
"Alright, enough bragging. Get to the point," Chen Moxuan interrupted impatiently.
Yan Bing clicked his tongue, reluctantly continuing. "In fact, at the beginning of the battle, our demon clan still held the advantage. But everything changed when the Sealing Monument appeared."
Yan Bing seemed lost in thought. His voice echoed in Chen Moxuan's mind, laced with a hint of pride and coldness.
The Sealing Monument was originally created by the Yun Miao Heavenly Court as an ultimate weapon to combat our demon clan. However, it has a fatal flaw: it backfires on its user, draining their life and soul as a source of power.
Chen Moxuan's heart jolted at this revelation. He recalled the scant historical records he knew about the Sealing Monument; they were vague and seemed to suggest that the heavenly court was deliberately concealing something.
Could it be that the Yun Miao Heavenly Court paid a heavy price when using the Sealing Monument? What would happen once its power was exhausted?
Furrowing his brows, Chen Moxuan asked, "What exactly happened? Did I release you, or did you break free because the sealing power was depleted?"
Yan Bing scoffed. "You couldn't have released me even if you tried. The Eastern Emperor's Sealing Monument had been weakening for some time due to certain reasons. I took advantage of this residual power to break through my seal."
"But I never expected that as soon as I broke free, I'd run into a junior like you—what terrible luck!"
Chen Moxuan ignored Yan Bing's complaints.
He fell silent for a moment, feeling as if he stood on the edge of a vast whirlpool, where one misstep could pull him in.
"So, what is this grand undertaking you speak of?" he asked again, trying to extract more information from Yan Bing.
Yan Bing's gaze deepened as he slowly began to speak. "The grand undertaking is, of course, revenge. I want the Yun Miao Heavenly Court to pay the price they deserve, to let those who sealed us know that the wrath of the demon race will never be extinguished."
"Revenge?" Chen Moxuan scoffed. "With your current state? A soul trapped within me?"
Yan Bing's expression turned ferocious. "Hmph, don't be too pleased with yourself. Though I am imprisoned by you, my power has not completely vanished. Just give me time, and I will surely recover. When that time comes, it will be your end."
Chen Moxuan shook his head, fully aware that everything following the mention of a grand undertaking was mere nonsense. Yan Bing did not intend to reveal the details of this grand scheme to him. Chen Moxuan did not care either, as he had no intention of releasing him in the first place. He knew he had to prepare himself for being deceived.
Yet he also recognized that this demon's existence posed both a threat and an opportunity for him. Perhaps he could use Yan Bing to uncover the hidden secrets of the Yun Miao Heavenly Court.
Gradually withdrawing from his introspective state, Chen Moxuan's eyes flashed with determination. He gently closed his eyes and moved his fingers slightly; an invisible wave instantly sealed Yan Bing's five senses. The curses that had echoed in his mind vanished, replaced by a tranquil void.
"Tiger Brother, there are some matters we need to discuss." Chen Moxuan turned to the waiting Tiger Brother, his tone carrying a hint of gravity. He recounted his conversation with Yan Bing in detail, leaving nothing out.
Upon hearing this, Tiger Brother's eyes widened in surprise. Although it had lived longer than Chen Moxuan, its understanding of this ancient history was limited to legends and fragments. Now, hearing Yan Bing's account made it feel a shiver of apprehension.
If this were true, then they were in serious trouble. The Yun Miao Heavenly Court had concealed such secrets, and with the weakening power of the Sealing Monument, the demon race could very well rise again. Tiger Brother pondered deeply; it understood that this matter was far from trivial.
"Indeed, we must act quickly," Chen Moxuan said with a furrowed brow. "But the question is how? Who should we tell? Who can we trust?"
After a moment of contemplation, Tiger Brother offered its perspective: "I think we should first find the Immortal Emperor."
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