Chu Mo's words struck like a thunderbolt, shocking everyone present. Even Tu Yong, who was unaware of such matters.

"The reason why the Demon Clan has always sought to invade the Yanhuang territory is mainly due to their extremely harsh living environment," Chu Mo said, looking at the Windwalker. "It can't even compare to the Heavenly Realm, let alone the Spirit Realm! It's not that there is no spirit energy, but the places they inhabit are very primitive." He asked, "As a Quasi-Supreme, you must know about the Primordial Chaos epoch, right?"

"Primordial Chaos?" The Windwalker nodded with a gloomy expression: "Yes, I know it."

"Then I'll spare the details in describing the Demon Clan's environment," Chu Mo continued. "In essence, it closely resembles the Primordial Chaos epoch of the Yanhuang territory."

"How could this be possible?" The Windwalker looked incredulous.

Chu Mo ignored him and went on, "The Demon Clan has always wanted to break in. But an epoch ago, during those eras, the Yanhuang territory was stable, and we had many supreme experts. Therefore, they had almost no hope of breaching our defenses. At that time, the Demon Clan even proposed a ceasefire, suggesting peace with the Human Clan and settling in one corner of the Yanhuang territory. But in the end, this proposal was still rejected by our ancestors in the Yanhuang territory. Because of the frigid nature of the Demon Clan, it was inevitable that a great war would break out with the Human Clan. And indeed, our ancestors' rejection proved to be right."

The Windwalker listened dumbfounded, and although it was the first time he had heard such things, he subconsciously believed Chu Mo's words.

The others listened intently as well; for them, this was their first real understanding of what the Demon Clan was.

"During the brief truce between the Demon Clan and humanity, there was a period of assimilation and exchange. This is why our world now has members of the Demon Clan, and people... like you, who have been implanted with demon seeds," Chu Mo said indifferently to the Windwalker: "Don't listen to the Demon Clan's boasts that they can contact the demon lords at any time; that's nonsense. Without opening Luotian's annihilating arrays, not a single demon could come through."

"How... how do you know so much? How do I know you're not talking nonsense?" Deep down, the Windwalker actually believed Chu Mo's explanation but he was still not willing to accept it and wanted Chu Mo to present evidence.

Chu Mo sighed: "The demon lords are the supreme leaders of the Demon Clan. They are free beings. With a single command, they can order countless demons. You have no objections to this, right?"

The Windwalker shook his head.

Chu Mo said, "Just like there are humans like you who willingly join the Demon Clan, there are many demons who long for the Human Clan. You have chosen darkness over light; they, on the contrary, choose light over darkness. But among the entire Demon Clan, only the demon lords have the privilege to make that choice. Unfortunately for you, I happen to know such a demon lord."

As he spoke, Chu Mo couldn't help but feel a bit of melancholy. He hadn't known so much originally, even the method by which demons were created he had learned from Grandpa Jiang En.

After leaving the Jiang Family, Chu Mo suddenly recalled the time he had spent in the void, where the Supreme beings had each given him a small gift. Most of these gifts he hadn't paid much attention to, considering them just small tokens.

Only now did Chu Mo realize that those gifts might contain some secrets. He began to search and found the jade slip gifted to him by a Supreme of the Demon Clan.

When that Supreme demon had given it to him, they hadn't explained anything, and Chu Mo had assumed it was some ancient cultivation scripture of the Human Clan. Since that demon had already stated they wouldn't pass on their Demon Clan heritage, Chu Mo didn't care much. He wasn't lacking in cultivation methods from the Human Clan, with dozens of Supreme Arts at his disposal; he couldn't even fully comprehend those, let alone seek new ones.

But after reading it, Chu Mo broke out in a cold sweat and berated himself for not being more careful. The jade slip wasn't some ancient scripture at all; it was an encyclopedia for the Demon Clan!

It detailed various demons, their tactics, the customs and structure of the Demon Clan's world... incredibly comprehensive!

After reading this, perhaps a genuine demon might not know as much as Chu Mo.

This was no small gift; it was an offering of immense value and significance!

To that Supreme demon, such a gesture was nearly tantamount to treason!

"You... you're lying to me!" The Windwalker staggered back two steps. If Chu Mo really did know a demon lord, then that meant all the things he had just said were true?

This was too horrifying!

This wasn't what the Windwalker wanted!

He wanted the Demon Clan to descend upon this world; he wanted to harness their power to fulfill many of his personal ambitions.

But if things were as Chu Mo described, even he, a Quasi-Supreme, would become a plaything of a demon lord. Then how would he fulfill his ambitions?

"You see..." Chu Mo casually formed a hand seal.

The Windwalker instinctively wanted to kneel, but then he snapped back to his senses, looking at Chu Mo in horror: "You... how can you do this?"

"That's why I said, I know a demon lord who has turned towards the light. It's true," Chu Mo sighed. "Don't you want to turn back?"

"I, I am not willing!" The Windwalker roared towards the sky, his voice piercing through the Nine Heavens.

"Child, turn back..." Tu Yong, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

Boom!

The Windwalker launched an attack directly at Chu Mo!

This strike was as shocking as a thunderclap!

Nearly no one expected the Windwalker to attack Chu Mo at such a moment.

In his hand appeared a nearly transparent long spear, which emitted no aura at all, making it difficult even for an emperor to see, as if it were simply air flowing through the void.

Yet the spear was incredibly sharp, piercing towards Chu Mo in an instant.

"Ah!" Tu Yong let out a cry of alarm from the side: "Fellow Daoist, be careful!"

Chu Mo had always been on guard against this Wind Walker, because he had already understood what kind of person he was through Tu Yong.

Extreme, arrogant, conceited!

This was what lurked deep within the bones of the Wind Walker. Without such extremism, how could he have acted so decisively against his own master? It was because deep in his heart, he was convinced that his master had betrayed him, betrayed their trust!

Clang!

Heaven Slaying unleashed!

The blade swept across in a wide arc.

The void instantly erupted with an astonishing boom; a vast energy burst forth in all directions.

The ancient structures of the Ancient Sword Sect, which had stood for countless years, crumbled to the ground in an instant.

Those disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect who had already retreated far away coughed up blood, and several of the weakest were killed on the spot by the shockwave!

The battles at the Quasi-Supreme level were truly terrifying and chilled the hearts of all who witnessed them.

Wind Walker roared, "Even if what you said is true, so what? After I turn back, I will become a true Supreme! Once I become a Supreme, I will also be a Demon Lord! I can dominate the lives of all, just as well as I can govern myself!"

Chu Mo rose tall and flew towards the high sky, while Wind Walker's figure, swift as the wind, pursued in Chu Mo's direction. If possible, he too did not wish to wreak havoc at the Ancient Sword Sect.

After all, this had once been his home.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Four beams of light shot up in four directions, hugging Wind Walker's body tightly as they surged towards the heavens.

How fast was the light? Practitioners beneath a certain level simply could not calculate it. But it was certainly faster than the wind!

Wind Walker's form was instantly trapped by these four beams of light. He let out earth-shattering roars, furious and bewildered. He hadn't anticipated that the real arrays meant to kill him were here!

These lights were infused with limitless power of the Great Dao!

Moreover, it was a type of Dao energy completely foreign to him… This Dao was rapidly and savagely dissolving his own Dao energy, which left Wind Walker both enraged and panic-stricken as he continued to bellow furiously.

"Idiot, do you think you can purge the demon seed from your body by becoming a Supreme? Do you think that the demon who implanted the seed is weaker than you and that you can counter it? It's simply naive! Even the lowest demon who plants a demon seed in you, you won't be able to break it. In the end, the demon seed will devour you! Becoming a Supreme, heh… even if you truly become one, you will serve just as a richer nourishment for the demon seed!" Chu Mo's icy voice reached the ears of Wind Walker, trapped within the array.

"You're spouting nonsense!" Wind Walker simply did not believe him.

"The one who plants the demon seed isn't important; it's like farming land, whether the emperor or a commoner plants the crops, the harvest remains the same! The amount and quality of the crops depend entirely on the land, not the person who tills it," said Chu Mo coldly, and then he continued, "Besides, I never expected you to believe me. People like you, who refuse to see sense, should meet their fate! You can only hope that one day, I will find a way to break the spell, and on that day, you will understand everything."

As he spoke, Chu Mo began to operate the arrays with all his might.

The four beams of light were unbreakable, emitting endless Dao energy that completely trapped Wind Walker, continuously dissolving his cultivation.

Below, Tu Yong could no longer hold back his tears. Because of his soft-heartedness, his hesitations, his conflicts, the Ancient Sword Sect had suffered a great calamity. Those ancient buildings, which had been passed down for several epochs, collapsed into ruins and rubble.

The already small number of disciples from the Ancient Sword Sect had lost seven or eight in that one blow. And many more were injured… Almost every person was wounded.

So, at this moment, Tu Yong didn't even glance at the disciple trapped in the killing array; instead, he led a group of those with lighter injuries to assist those more seriously hurt.

Wind Walker, stuck in the killing array, roared furiously, screaming madly, "Chu Mo, it's meaningless! Even if you kill me, you can't stop the Demon Clan from coming into this world! The glory of the Demon Lord will surely illuminate the entire realm of Yanhuang, between heaven and earth!"

"I will wipe them out one by one. Even if I am no match, even if I die in battle, I will never… Never bow down to them!" Chu Mo said coldly, "People like you will never understand what self-respect is! What dignity means!"

As he spoke, Chu Mo fully activated the killing array, beginning to ruthlessly crush Wind Walker.

Wind Walker's movement techniques were said to be unparalleled in the world, but at this moment, they were of no use. For he had been completely trapped!

Despite possessing the power of the Quasi-Supreme Realm, it was still futile.

The boundless power of the Great Dao was constantly eroding his cultivation.

Unless something unexpected happened, Wind Walker, a mighty figure who had roamed the Heavenly Realm for years, would surely fall here in the place of his own sect.

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