However, just when his physical body was halfway swollen.
Suddenly, a cold snort echoed in Ming He’s mind.
"Hmph!"
"Insolent!"
"I, Your Emperor, have not allowed you to die; do you think you can die?"
As this voice rang out.
In an instant, a terrifying demonic qi surged from within Ming He’s flesh, ridians, and internal organs.
In the blink of an eye, his entire body was completely demonized.
The next mont, the self-destruction ca to an abrupt halt.
Seeing this scene, Ming He was almost driven mad.
How could there be so much Dark Demon Qi within his body?
Where did these demonic qi co from?
Suddenly, Ming He understood.
It was the spiritual energy he devoured when he entered the Stone Pillar Forest.
He was too excited at the ti and completely overlooked that while the Green Spirit Tripod’s purification ability was strong, this treasure was still a top-tier magic artifact from the Ancient Era.
With his current strength, he was far from being able to fully wield it.
In other words, with his strength, it was impossible to reach this altar so easily.
There was only one explanation for his smooth passage here: he had been bewitched by the Dark Demon Emperor through so cunning ans without even realizing it.
Thus, leading to such a flood of demonic qi within him that his body had beco demonized.
Now, he couldn’t even die.
At this mont, Ming He was utterly panicked.
He desperately begged for rcy:
"Great Demon Emperor, I was wrong, I beg you, please spare ."
"Spare you?" The Demon Emperor’s sneer echoed in Ming He’s mind.
"Do you think it’s possible?"
"Now, I, Your Emperor, give you two choices."
"First, voluntarily submit and beco my servant. Once I am released, I will grant you supre demonic power, making you one of the top powerhouses in this world."
"Second, death! Your life and death are at my whim."
"The choice is yours."
Hearing these words, Ming He, trembling, begged for rcy:
"Great Demon Emperor, I want to live."
"But, I do not wish... to be controlled!"
"I beg the Great Demon Emperor to show rcy; as long as you spare , I am willing to do anything for you."
Upon hearing this, the Demon Emperor let out a cold snort!
Puh!
Ming He felt as if he had been struck harshly by a hamr.
In an instant, he bled from his seven orifices, crying out in agony.
"It seems you wish to die!"
"Then I shall grant you that!"
The Demon Emperor’s voice was full of murderous intent.
At this mont, Ming He couldn’t be bothered with the pain, and he begged once more.
"Great Demon Emperor, have rcy, I... I am willing to submit, but I do not want to be demonized, I beg the Great Demon Emperor for rcy!!!"
The Demon Emperor let out a cold snort.
"You do not wish to be demonized?"
"Not impossible either!"
"But answer one question for first."
Hearing this, Ming He, as if grasping a lifeline, hurriedly responded:
"Great Demon Emperor, please ask, I will speak without reserve."
The Demon Emperor snorted coldly and asked:
"In the world today, how many cultivators are there above the Ancestor Realm?"
"Cultivators?" Ming He was taken aback.
"Great Demon Emperor, the cultivators you speak of, could they be the Ancient Cultivators?"
"Ancient Cultivators?" The Demon Emperor’s voice suddenly changed, filled with utter shock.
"What on earth is happening?"
Ming He imdiately explained:
"Great Demon Emperor, it has been over ten thousand years since the Ancient Tis."
"In today’s world, the heavens have changed drastically, spiritual energy has withered, and Ancient Cultivators... no longer exist... only martial artists..."
Upon hearing this, the Demon Emperor’s tone instantly turned somber.
"The drastic change must an the Ancestor has succeeded..."
However, imdiately he murmured.
"But after ten thousand years..."
"Why has the Ancestor not saved us?"
"Could it be that the Ancestor was defeated by that old White Emperor..."
"Impossible, impossible!!"
"Absolutely impossible!!!"
The Demon Emperor seed to go mad, endlessly talking to himself.
And these words nearly scared Ming He to death.
What Ancestor, what White Emperor!
Just hearing their nas, one could tell they were unimaginably terrifying beings.
And he, who was already a top martial artist in this world, had never even heard of them.
It was imaginable how terrifying these beings were.
At this mont, Ming He was trembling with fear.
What kind of beings had he provoked?
Before long, the Demon Emperor suddenly regained his cold deanor.
His voice, once again, sounded in Ming He’s mind.
"Since you don’t wish to beco my servant, I won’t force you."
"You only need to do one thing for ."
Hearing this, Ming He’s heart trembled.
He already sensed that whatever the Demon Emperor wanted him to do, it wouldn’t be simple.
However, at this mont, how could he dare refuse?
Ming He said, trembling:
"Great Demon Emperor... please... speak."
The Demon Emperor coldly said:
"Ascend the altar!"
"Pull out that sword!"
"Finish this, and you can leave here safely."
Upon hearing this, Ming He’s gaze instinctively fell on the sword atop the altar.
He wasn’t an idiot.
With his experience and insight, how could he not see that this altar was set up to seal the Demon Emperor?
And that sword was the key to the seal.
Even a fool would know that once the sword is pulled out, the Demon Emperor would undoubtedly break free of the seal.
At that ti, would the Demon Emperor really let him go?
But if he didn’t comply, he feared he wouldn’t escape death.
Now, he was in a dilemma.
"What?"
"You don’t want to go?"
Seeing Ming He hesitate, the Demon Emperor’s voice rang out once more.
The voice was filled with a threat of death!
Ming He trembled with fear, and then a hint of madness flashed in his mind.
To survive, he had to try!
Thinking of this, Ming He gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing."
"I only hope the Great Demon Emperor will keep his word."
After speaking, Ming He lifted his leg and walked towards the altar.
But just then, an angry shout ca.
"Stop!"
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