Tales of Demons and Gods

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! One figure after another landed on the ground. The array that led to the Abyss Prison Realm had been reduced to ashes.

 The center of the array formation had turned into a huge pit that was dozens of meters wide. It was obvious how powerful the explosion was.

 At the bottom of the crater, a figure was panting nonstop. This person was Duan Jian. His wings were torn apart and his entire body was covered in wounds. He slowly got to his feet, only to stagger back to the ground.

 “Duan Jian, how are you?!” Du Ze and Lu Piao anxiously rushed towards Duan Jian, preparing to help him up.

 “Be careful!” Nie Li growled. He could sense a frightening aura in the air.

 Du Ze and Lu Piao had just gotten close to Duan Jian’s side when, with two loud bangs, Du Ze and Lu Piao were sent flying. They fell heavily onto the ground, vomiting blood.

 “Du Ze, Lu Piao, are you guys alright?” Nie Li shouted. He was fully focused, ready to fight at any moment. A dangerous aura filled the surroundings, making him feel a suffocating fear.

 “I’m fine!” Du Ze said with great difficulty. As a Dao of Dragon Realm expert, it was something that had never happened before.

 Lu Piao was also lying on the ground, panting, unable to move.

 A sloppy-looking old man suddenly appeared in front of them. He was none other than the old man that Nie Li had encountered in the Abyss Prison Realm previously.

 His eyes were cloudy as he muttered: “Infinity has no beginning, no beginning can have no end.”

 An extremely powerful pressure instantly descended on Nie Li. That frightening aura locked onto Nie Li, fixing him in place.

 What terrifying strength!

 Nie Li stared at the old man in fear. His palms were already sweating.

 “The Abyss Prison Realm was created by me.” The old man looked at Nie Li. “You can’t violate the rules of the Abyss Prison Realm.”

 “Grandpa, do we have any misunderstandings? Might you share with us which rules of the Abyss Prison Realm we violated?” Nie Li said awkwardly.

 “No one can return after leaving the Abyss Prison Realm. This is the rule of the Abyss Prison Realm,” the old man said calmly.

 “This…” Nie Li glanced at Duan Jian, “We don’t know this rule. As the saying goes, those unaware are not to blame…”

 “That’s why I didn’t kill him. I only punished him a little!” The old man calmly said as he stared at Nie Li. “But that’s no longer important. I didn’t come because of him. I came because of you.”

 “Me?” Nie Li was startled. He suddenly understood something.

 “I believe you already know why I’m here.” The old man stared at Nie Li and said, “Infinity has no beginning, no beginning can have no end. Both of us are the successors of Emperor Kong Ming. The inheritors kill each other to obtain the other party’s strength.”

 “Is that so?” Nie Li looked at the old man, his heart filled with vigilance. The strength of this old man definitely far exceeded his imagination.

 Nie Li couldn’t figure out this old man’s strength. Facing him, Nie Li felt that he had no chance of winning.

 The old man’s eyes flashed as he swept a glance at Nie Li, “It’s a pity that you’re still too weak.” The old man let out a long sigh, “Even if I kill you, I won’t be able to raise my cultivation by much.”

 Nie Li looked at the old man and said, “Senior, that cultivation technique might just be a trap to lure us into killing each other.”

 “Oh? Is that so?” The old man lightly glanced at Nie Li, “Unfortunately, I’ve already tested it.”

 “I’ve already killed two successors of Emperor Kong Ming. One of them is from the Ancestral God Land, and the other is my younger brother.” A dark look flickered in the old man’s eyes.

 Nie Li glanced at the old man and asked, “Sir, you obtained their strength?”

 “That’s right,” said the old man. “Not only did I obtain the power in them, but under the stimulation of my bloodline, my strength increased severalfold.”

 Behind Nie Li, Ye Ziyun and Xiao Ning’er looked at each other. They had never heard Nie Li mention anything about him being the successor of Emperor Kong Ming, and that Emperor Kong Ming actually had such a rule.

 “The two of us are probably the only remaining successors of Emperor Kong Ming.” The old man looked at Nie Li and said, “It’s a pity that killing you won’t help me much.”

 Nie Li looked at the old man and saw his face. An unnoticeable sadness flashed across his eyes. This old man was so sloppy, and he led his days in a muddle. He must have been brooding over the matter of killing his younger brother. Nie Li’s heart stirred as he said, “Senior, why did you kill your younger brother? Is cultivation really that important?”

 “We are constantly pushed forward by fate. Ever since we cultivated Emperor Kong Ming’s cultivation technique, my younger brother and I have been chasing after the other successors and finally stormed our way to the Ancestral God Land. We did kill that successor, and my younger brother was also seriously injured. In the end, he helped complete my goals.” The old man’s eyes were filled with sadness.

 “Was it worth it?” Nie Li looked at the old man and let out a long sigh, “For the sake of cultivation, you lost your kin.”

 “I don’t know if it was worth it or not. I’m like a wandering ghost, wandering around in this world for more than three centuries,” the elder said calmly. “There will be an ultimate battle between us. You are the last successor.”

 Nie Li shook his head and said, “Senior, don’t you find it strange? Why did Emperor Kong Ming leave behind such a stone monument? Our fight in the cage might be simply a spectacle of someone else who’s watching us from the outside.”

 A glint flashed in the old man’s eyes as he stared at Nie Li for a long time.

 “Senior, I believe that you already have doubts, am I right?” The corner of Nie Li’s mouth slightly curled as he said, “This should be the reason why you didn’t attack me. It’s because the person outside might come in once you are the only one left.”

 “Kid, you’re very smart,” said the old man calmly. “I’ve thought for countless years before slowly comprehending it. Emperor Kong Ming likely isn’t dead. Emperor Kong Ming himself should have cultivated that cultivation technique.”

 “Since you understand, why don’t we join forces?” Nie Li probed.

 “Join forces?” The old man laughed out loud. “With your current strength? Kid, I’m afraid you’ll need another hundred years of cultivation before you can reach my current level.”

 “That’s not necessarily the case.” Nie Li said with a smile, “Emperor Kong Ming’s talent is extraordinary. After cultivating for countless years, we don’t know what level of cultivation he has reached. We probably don’t have any chance of winning just by relying on our strength.”