Chapter 403: Recorders of Past and Present (XIV)

"Human, will you still resist?"
The strange man covered in green moss slowly spoke, looking at the last remaining person.
All the disciples and elders of the Tianyuan Sect, except for Liu Yizhi, had already perished in battle.
Liu Yizhi's life force burned fiercely.
He was still alive only because the demon before him was waiting for his life force to burn out, not wanting to fight to the death.
When his life force was extinguished, Liu Yizhi would perish.
Liu Yizhi didn't waste time on idle talk. He gripped his spear, gathering all his power and unleashing it at the tip, piercing directly through the strange man's wooden shield and heading straight for the demon's core.
"Even if I die, I'll take one of them with me!"
Beneath the mask, Liu Yizhi, resolute in his resolve, spoke with unwavering certainty.
The speed of this shot was incredible. As his last trump card, he was waiting for the green demon to lower its guard.
Now!
Seeing the look of astonishment on the demon's face.
Liu Yizhi's spear, just an inch from the demon's core, suddenly stopped.
The astonishment vanished from the demon's face, replaced by a human-like mockery in its green pupils.
Drips of blood fell.
"How...how could this be..."
Suddenly, a towering demon appeared behind Liu Yizhi, eight thick, sharp bone spikes piercing his body, crimson blood dripping continuously.
Liu Yizhi tried to struggle, but one bone spike was pulled from his body and swiftly sliced ​​through...blood splattered, and a masked head fell from the sky, landing at the feet of a boy in fine clothes, about ten years old.
"Thirteenth Prince, you mustn't touch that thing!"
An elderly eunuch tried to stop the boy from touching the mask.
But the boy was agile, reaching the mask first and removing it from the head.
It seemed to be an ordinary bronze mask, nothing special.
The boy, expressionless, crushed the unseeing head with a single stomp.
The elderly eunuch was now filled with terror.
A thunderous roar echoed through the sky.
"Not bad, not bad. Such ruthlessness at such a young age, even towards one's own kind. Quite a talent indeed."
A gust of wind swept through, the ground churning as if an earthworm had overturned, dust billowing, revealing a deep crater.
From within the crater, a terrifying demon, its body pitch black, with eight bone spurs covered in black, slimy black sap on its back, descended from the sky. Different human body parts remained on the eight spurs—it was the deceased Liu Yizhi.
With the complete annihilation of the Tianyuan Sect, King Mu Jing rushed to the scene. Seeing this horrific sight, without a word, he slapped the boy hard across the face and then knelt on the ground.
Seeing this, the boy also knelt on the ground.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. It's all my fault for failing to raise my son properly."
King Mu Jing trembled with fear, looking at the ferocious demon. At this moment, a faint sense of regret stirred within him.
Seeing this, the powerful demon laughed and said, "King Mu Jing, you are a friend of my Power Demon Clan. Without you, my lord would not have been able to find the opportunity to break through to the Void Realm so easily."
"Our Power Demon clan values ​​integrity above all else. We will eliminate the Tianyuan Sect for you and secure your position in the royal family. However, please, King Mu Jing, do not forget the request you made to my master."
King Mu Jing nodded repeatedly, beads of sweat dripping from his cheeks.
Void Realm!
The information revealed by the demon was clearly genuine; the Power Demon clan member had indeed successfully broken through to the Void Realm.
"Your son is quite good. Would you be willing to join our Power Demon clan?"
The child looked up at the tall, ferocious figure and nodded: "It would be an honor."
When he lowered his head again,
a barely perceptible hint of humiliation and hatred flickered in his eyes!
King Mu Jing, on the other hand, was overjoyed. This meant that the Power Demon clan had officially accepted him.
The Power Demon clan placed great importance on bloodlines!
......
Inside the Tianyuan Sect
The Grand Elder looked up into the distance.
A sudden tremor ran through him.
Something terrible seemed to have happened, leaving him uneasy.
When he looked up into the distance, the blue sky and white clouds had turned into a hazy gray gas... Something terrifying seemed to be brewing within it, making his hair stand on end, as if facing a formidable enemy!
It was demonic energy, an indescribably terrifying demonic energy.
He had once left the Mu Jing Dynasty and witnessed the brilliance of the outside world; he naturally knew this was not the aura of the Demon King.
This was the Demon Emperor!
A Void Realm expert!
And the direction of that aura was... towards the capital of the Mu Jing Dynasty.
"Something terrible has happened..."
.......
The child who found the mask was named Mu Ziqiang.
The name signifies perseverance.
Mu Ziqiang felt only irony.
The demon army, vast and mighty, committed boundless slaughter.
The noblest blood of this kingdom flowed in his veins.
But this blood, tainted by the folly of his so-called father, the current King Mu Jing, had become demonic blood. Looking at his ugly reflection in the mirror, Mu Ziqiang's eyes burned with a deep-seated hatred.
He thought of the mask he had picked up earlier.
He hadn't wanted the head of Elder Liu Yizhi of the Tianyuan Sect to be taken by demons, but the mask he'd unintentionally acquired could now conceal his ugly face.
After putting on the bronze mask...
"This...this is..."
Mu Ziqiang realized he seemed different now. He quickly understood—it was comprehension...his comprehension had increased. Many things he couldn't understand before were now readily clear.
Treasures that could improve comprehension were something Mu Ziqiang had never even heard of, yet this mask could do it. He realized he had found a treasure, and this mask was even a royal artifact capable of concealing one's aura!
From this moment on, the gears of fate subtly shifted.
A terrifying aura swept across the outside world. Under the leadership of King Mu Jing, Mu Ziqiang witnessed a brutal massacre.
Powerful sects and clans were annihilated. The Mu Jing Dynasty would belong to the royal family... because all threatening forces had been eradicated, and the dead and wounded numbered in the tens of millions. From this day forward, the Mu Jing Dynasty would become a slaughterhouse for the Demon Clan.
Now, only the Tianyuan Sect remained.
A dazzling silver-white blade of light swept across, instantly killing thousands of demons.
Among them was the terrifying demon with eight bone spurs on its back.
The strongest being of the Mu Jing Dynasty, the Grand Elder of the Tian Yuan Sect, had made his move!