Upon waking, Mo Qianqiu quickly explored his surroundings. Instead of seeing Yunxiang, he spotted Qi Luo, who had only reached the middle stage of the Mahayana stage, and the Qin brothers. He calmly allowed Qi Luo and the other two to leave. Knowing Mo Qianqiu's volatile personality, the three of them didn't take it too seriously. But Mo Qianqiu already knew: he had traveled back eight hundred years!
No, it shouldn't be eight hundred years ago.
This time, although there was a war between the two tribes, it was not a fight to the death like in the previous life.
In this world, there is no Du Jue Tian Lao, and the sixty-four demon lords did not die thirty thousand years ago. In the past thirty thousand years, countless humans and demon beasts have successfully ascended to heaven - even demon beasts can ascend!
Everything is different, except that two hundred years ago, he still teamed up with Wu Xiaozi to drive that man into darkness.
The first thing Mo Qianqiu did after waking up was to go to the Dream Demon Land and take out the heart and demon pill that he had sealed and hidden with his own hands.
This period marked a truce between the two tribes. Twenty years ago, Jin Li had returned from the darkness to the demon realm, and now, Mo Qianqiu, carrying the heart and demon elixir, quietly journeyed to Dragon Island. He didn't know what to feel at the moment. For the first time, he felt so lost and at a loss. He could only feign indifference and then secretly journey on his way.
After arriving at Dragon Island, Jin Li was not there!
Mo Qianqiu was shocked. He hid in the demon realm and inquired for information everywhere. Finally, he learned that Jin Li had been staying in the depths of the demon realm.
The Red-Robed Demon Lord narrowed his eyes slightly, muttering in surprise, "...Hasn't he always disliked the Four Great Demon Lords?" Mo Qianqiu shook his head again, "That's not true. Elder Du Jue Tian is no longer around, leaving only those three Demon Lords. They can't really be called the Three Great Demon Lords."
Aside from a few demon lords who successfully ascended, thirty thousand years later, fewer than ten of the sixty-four demon lords remained alive. Each of them had reached their heavenly limit, some with only a few years left to live, and had long since entered into a state of mortal retreat. Unless the demon race were completely annihilated, they would remain dormant forever, seeking a breakthrough until death arrived.
Mo Qianqiu casually went to the depths of the demon realm. His cultivation was at the late Mahayana stage, and while it was somewhat dangerous to go there, he still had a chance to escape if he tried his best. However, in the depths of the demon realm, Mo Qianqiu searched for Jin Li for a whole year but could not find any trace of him!
This is not normal!
How could Jin Li just disappear like that?
Even without his heart and demon core, he was still at the peak of the Earth Rank. How could he just...
“If Lingjia Yaozun and the other masters woke up from their retreat and knew that you had treated Master Jinli like this, they would surely be furious.”
"What does this have to do with you and me? We are just fifth-level demons serving Master Haoming. We know nothing."
"Yes, we know nothing."
Mo Qianqiu's body trembled, and he stared stiffly at the backs of the two little demons. He followed them quietly, and then saw a scene that he would never forget.
In a newly carved-out space, the man who had once soared to the heavens, transformed into his true form, frolicking in the boundless mire. Two little demons released some newly found demon snakes, below level four, into the mire, and the dragon joyfully chased after them, tangling and playing with them.
It hissed like a snake, one of its dragon horns was covered in blood, and the other was almost broken.
It felt pain, too. It weakly expressed its pain to the other demon snakes, but they all avoided it. It chased after them again, and they again avoided it. There were simply too many snakes here, and they could never escape it. So it began to imitate the snakes, using its dragon body to imitate their movements.
The white dragon scales were stained with dirty mud and water. It hissed and tried to spit out its tongue like a snake, but nothing came out. It was confused. It looked at the snakes and felt that it didn't fit in.
Then Mo Qianqiu watched it curl up its dragon tail and break its dragon horns, hoping to become like a snake.
"don't want!!!"
Mo Qianqiu couldn't bear to watch any longer. His heart felt as if it were being torn apart, and blood flowed. Tears welled up in his eyes. With a single swing of his whip, he bludgeoned the two startled fifth-level demons to death. The jade bottle in one of their hands fell into the mire. The purple liquid mixed with the mire and slowly dissolved.
Mo Qianqiu flew over at the fastest speed in his life and hugged the other person.
He clung to the dragon's neck tightly, ignoring the muddy water that smeared his clothes, hands, and face. He had always been afraid of dirt, but now, he was crying loudly while holding the dirtiest dragon in the world. The last time he cried was so long ago, when he had taken the initiative to sit on Jin Li's body, unable to hold back the tears of pain and shame, but he raised his head and avoided Jin Li to prevent him from crying.
But now, he burst into tears.
The dirty white dragon didn't know why this human was holding it. It swung its tail wildly, hitting Mo Qianqiu. Mo Qianqiu took it again and again, the dragon's tail almost breaking his spine. He finally fell into the mud with no power left, but he still clung to the dragon tightly, and they fell together.
The swamp was so small that many snakes were curious and wanted to come over to take a look. Mo Qianqiu's bloodshot eyes shrank, and endless flames devoured the snakes.
The white dragon continued to struggle, but Mo Qianqiu held it tightly, preventing it from leaving. He carefully took out the heart and the demon pill from the ring, and the white dragon immediately calmed down. It stared blankly at the heart and the demon pill for a long time without moving.
Mo Qianqiu reached out to touch its face, but the white dragon did not resist.
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