Chapter 72: My Charming Ancestral Master…
Zhou Tong’s body shivered lightly. In the blink of an eye, he had acquired a powerful sense of “Greed.”
This emotion came from Zhang Chuqiao, who was in his arms, clearly showing that she was serious.
“Sure enough, the Yin-Yang Body has emotions that are much more intense than ordinary people.”
Zhou Tong finally realized that the path of cultivation for the Yin-Yang Body was entirely different from that of ordinary people.
For ordinary people like himself to reach the peak, they had to discard distractions and keep their minds as calm as an abyss in order to master the Six No Realms and reach the highest pinnacle.
But the Yin-Yang Body was different; it would perceive the Heavenly Dao with its true heart, seeking what it loves and eliminating what it hates, driven by ambitions and a desire for revenge.
For things she wanted, she would erupt with an extremely terrifying obsession, a fixation that was the strongest form of greed, anger, and ignorance.
With such an obsession, her mindset would become indestructible, until she achieved her ultimate goal.
Be it the Imperial Realm or the person she loves, they would undoubtedly not escape her grasp.
“Separate them!”
The Little Demoness could no longer watch and forced herself between the two.
“Senior Sister has just been rescued; her body is still very weak and can’t endure anything outrageous, so you must restrain yourselves!”
This statement left Zhou Tong at a loss.
Looking through her puffed cheeks, Zhou Tong glanced back at Zhang Chuqiao, who wore a half-smile, her aura full and vibrant, a true embodiment of the Life-Death Realm, with no signs of weakness at all.
At such a realm, she was commonly referred to as a top-tier powerhouse.
A step further would take one into the Cycle Realm, also known as a Great Capable Practitioner, a title that Zhao Wutian, Mo Liushu, and Lian Hanxing shared.
A Great Capable Practitioner rising even further would become a “Semi-Sage.”
At her peak, Mu Ran Ya was a standout even among Semi-Sages.
As for the Chief Enforcer Han Ye, he was the strongest person Zhou Tong had seen since his rebirth—a true Sage!
Across the entire Eastern Continent, there were perhaps only two or three people who could match him!
At this moment, Zhang Chuqiao had already qualified to establish her own sect, enough to serve as the head of a third-rate sect.
“Ah!”
The Little Demoness suddenly let out a shout; Zhang Chuqiao had stealthily attacked from behind, wrapping her slender waist.
“Little Yue’er, how dare you ruin my good deed! When I get angry, I’m truly scary.”
“I’m not afraid of you! I got here first!”
The two exchanged whispers, and before they could start a competition, Mu Ran Ya pulled them apart.
“Now is not the time to discuss romance; we should seek revenge.”
At these words, everyone present became serious.
“Zhao Wutian kidnapping Senior Sister is unforgivable. With our current strength, we can charge into the Imperial Tutor Mansion and easily kill him.”
Zhou Tong pondered for a moment before reaching a conclusion.
“In that case, let’s…”
Mu Ran Ya clapped her hands, ready to give orders; the conditions for revenge were ripe, and she did not wish to wait even a moment longer.
“Wait a moment…”
Zhang Chuqiao stopped everyone. Her expression was extremely grave, as if she was recalling something.
“Back then, the group that surrounded me seemed to have the shadow of the Outer Demonic Race!”
“What did you just say?”
Everyone was shocked. Could it be that Zhao Wutian had already colluded with the Outer Demonic Race?
“I’ve wanted to say this for a long time…”
The Sage Heart spoke up, looking at Zhou Tong, “Big Brother has a faint trace of demonic energy about him, like he just made contact with someone containing demonic energy.”
“Zhao Wutian, you scoundrel!”
Zhou Tong’s pupils revealed a rare blood-red hue. “No wonder he could obtain the Array of Lively Stillness; it turns out he has been colluding with the Demonic Race all along.”
“The Array of Lively Stillness!”
Upon hearing this name, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically.
That was a notorious fierce array, with countless human powerhouses having perished within it.
No one knew who created this formation, but the most popular belief was that it was devised by the Demonic Race.
“You must be mistaken! This array was clearly created by humans!”
The Sage Heart’s eyes widened as she revealed this bombshell truth.
“How is that possible?”
Long Lingyun was the first not to believe it. “Humans love peace; how could they create something with such lethal capability?”
“Love peace?!”
The Sage Heart was stunned, continuously repeating those four words, as if she had heard an absurd joke.
“How could you even say that? Do you have any idea how humans are perceived by other races?”
She counted on her fingers, recounting: “Since the birth of humanity, they have severed the Heavenly Pillar, defied the heavens, exterminated the Demon Race, suppressed the Wicked Race, oppressed the Spirit Race, coerced the Immortal Race, subdued the Divine Race, and slaughtered the Fiend Race, driving away the Exotic Races…”
“The once immensely prosperous Ancient Nine Races, except for the Demonic Race, have had eight wiped out by you, leaving only a few individuals and small tribes struggling for survival. This is still due to your ancestors wanting to maintain biodiversity.”
“There were many more small tribes you wiped out; some of them didn’t even get recorded. In their eyes, the Heavenly Dao is not to be feared, calamities are not to be feared; only your human race is the true disaster!”
“Do you call that love for peace?!”
The Sage Heart Demon Lord felt an involuntary shiver; in her past life, she also viewed humans as weak, but after coming into contact with Zhou Tong, she began to believe those outrageous feats.
This race was truly strange; taken individually, they were legitimate weaklings, but once they banded together, they birthed extremely powerful beings.
As the saying goes among humans, when people unite, heroes emerge. If they faced oppression from external creatures, it would be even more formidable, inevitably giving rise to the strongest existence in history.
Remember the Divine Race back then, so high and mighty, wishing to annihilate humanity as they sank to a low point.
Initially, they almost succeeded, but peculiarly, after suffering a terrifying setback, humanity did not fall apart; instead, they came together, resisting the invasion.
This process lasted for hundreds of years, with humanity flourishing in battle. At its peak, several Great Emperors stood together and started to counterattack the Divine Race.
The result was the complete annihilation of the Divine Race in a single battle, their ancestral temple destroyed, their legacy severed. There was not a single survivor, not even a chicken left behind.
If it weren’t for the ensuing internal turmoil among humanity, the Demonic Race would have likely fallen long ago.
That Array of Lively Stillness was a tool used by humanity’s ancestors to extract the essence of the Demonic Race. When they discovered that the essence of the Demonic Race couldn’t be used by humans, they declared it a forbidden array, sealing it away permanently.
“But…”
Mu Ran Ya frowned, still in disbelief. “Our historical records are filled with stories of being bullied…”
The Sage Heart couldn’t hold back her laughter: “Of course, because your history books are like ledgers. When you win and exterminate others, it’s merely a brief mention.”
“But if someone bullies you, you’ll write extensively and record it in double!”
“All grievances are worthy of retribution…”
Zhou Tong touched his cheek, mumbling in a daze. It was the first time he heard such a viewpoint.
“Awakened from a dying illness, the natural disasters are actually myself… My charming ancestral master truly is to my taste!”
