"You want to die understanding the truth?"
"Very well. Even if I weren't doing this for Little Stammer's sake, I owe you a debt for the help you've given me. You deserve to die knowing the truth."
"As for the matters of the
"However, what I'm about to tell you is the truth. It is what actually happened."
"Our era is what you call the Ancient Era. But long before our time, there was an even more ancient period — one that was the true origin of all martial cultivators."
"We called that era the Primordial Era."
"The Primordial Era?" Those four words sent a tremor through
Just as the Blood Devouring Demon Venerable had said, Chu Feng had indeed heard many legends about the Ancient Era. But they were only legends, and no one knew whether they were true or false.
Yet the Blood Devouring Demon Venerable was a figure who hailed from the Ancient Era himself. Words from his lips were far more likely to be genuine.
The Ancient Era, to people like Chu Feng, had always been shrouded in profound mystery.
Very few traces of Ancient Era powerhouses had ever been discovered, so people knew precious little about that age.
All they knew was that the Ancient Era had been home to many powerful martial cultivators. To this day, many of the most formidable treasures, techniques, and even weapons had been passed down from that time.
It was widely accepted that the martial cultivators of the Ancient Era had been far stronger than those of the current age.
But Chu Feng had never imagined that before the Ancient Era, there had existed an even older epoch — the Primordial Era.
"Regarding the Primordial Era, many of the stories are also legends. But certain things have already been verified."
"Mmmph—"
At that point, the Blood Devouring Demon Venerable suddenly pressed a hand to his head. Though his expression was hidden, Chu Feng could feel the waves of pain radiating from him.
The episode lasted for some time before it finally began to subside.
"Sigh…" After recovering, the Blood Devouring Demon Venerable let out a long breath and continued: "My brain… I've forgotten again."
"
"Even when my mind is clear enough for something to surface, it vanishes again almost immediately."
"So I'm afraid I must apologize, Junior Chu Feng. I can't let you die understanding after all," the Blood Devouring Demon Venerable said.
"
"It's not that I won't tell you. I truly can't remember. There's no reason for me to lie to you," the Blood Devouring Demon Venerable said.
Studying the Blood Devouring Demon Venerable's demeanor, Chu Feng couldn't tell whether he had genuinely forgotten or simply decided he no longer wished to share.
But one thing Chu Feng could be certain of — this Blood Devouring Demon Venerable was very likely about to make his move.
Whoosh—
With that thought, Chu Feng swung his hand in a sudden, decisive motion.
The Evil God Sword in his grasp swept through the air, cleaving the sky open.
Whoosh—
A crescent of blood-red sword energy shot forth — swift as wind, brilliant as light, yet devastatingly sharp and utterly ferocious, hurtling straight toward the Blood Devouring Demon Venerable.
Yet the Blood Devouring Demon Venerable didn't so much as flinch. He simply waved his palm with casual indifference.
Whoosh—
In the blink of an eye, a violent gale roared through.
Not only was Chu Feng's sword energy scattered to nothing in an instant, but Chu Feng himself was blown hurtling backward.
Sand and stone flew everywhere, the surrounding terrain shattered, and Chu Feng slammed hard into the rock wall, leaving a deep, massive crater in the unyielding stone.
"This power?!"
Chu Feng cursed inwardly. The Blood Devouring Demon Venerable's strength was far greater than he had imagined.
It was likely even more troublesome to deal with than the Demon King inside the world forged by that little girl.
"Is that all you have? With so little ability, how did you pass the trial?"
"Could it be that after all these years, that thing has lowered its standards for the trial?"