475 Sinister Plot Put out the Ligh (2/2)

”I do not believe... do not believe that this is the end. Hiding in the dream and continuing the civilization? That's a joke. Master, tell me, this is not the end!”

Wang Lu gently sighed. ”This is certainly not the end. Everything has only just begun.”

”Really? Then I... then I'm relieved. Us demon race, should not be so useless.”

With that, the noisy howling demon finally became silent.

And Wang Lu fell into a long silence.

Previously when he let Enasi lose, it was purely for convenience, there was not much thought behind it. However, after he heard those roars from Enasi, Wang Lu's mind was filled with doubts.

Two thousand years ago, facing life or death crisis, the demon race chose to hide in the dream. Although no doubt it was a wonderful move, now it seemed that there were indeed many things that could not be explained.

Wang Lu did not dare to say that he had a deep understanding of demon race, but from the records of the two great wars of immortals and demons, at least one thing was clear—demon race was a particularly unyielding creature. Even the particularly crafty shapeshifting demon was no exception. But, in the face of the dying demon world, these would-rather-die creatures wisely chose not to use force against the enemy?

From the human point of view, there was nothing wrong with hiding in the dreamland, but Enasi's roar before death made Wang Lu even more aware that he could not use the standard of humans to measure the behavior of demon race.

If he stood on the perspective of demon race, facing that desperate situation, the normal choice should be to fight the battle to the end. As for turning over and hiding in the dreamland, it certainly did not conform to Wang Lu's taste. Of course, from hundreds of millions of demons, there would inevitably be a few exceptions. But, seeing this towering mountain of corpses, it was obvious that the vast majority of demons had chosen this path. This was indeed a bit abnormal.

After realizing this problem, Wang Lu fell into a deeper contradiction.

As a professional adventurer, when an important side quest was within sight, it was impossible to turn a blind eye to it. But at this point in time, another complication was not what he wanted. Especially that this side quest was particularly difficult for him at the moment.

He had just reached Daoist Master of Jindan Stage, so he couldn't afford to bear the heavy responsibility of uncovering the truth about this world.

Wang Lu paced back and forth in front of that mountain of corpses, hesitated for a long time, yet still found it difficult to make a decision. This was rare for Wang Lu who had always been decisive.

On Spirit Sword Mountain, he did not hesitate to report the Sect Leader for the evil conduct of his master in order to cheat her, but now the choice was really difficult.

”Initially, I only intended to come here to wake them up, not planning for more.”

Finally, Wang Lu looked up and sighed. Then, the Sword of Mount Kun appeared on his hand. The sword light was then sent straight toward the mountain of corpses, but it only caused a layer of ripples.

The mountain of corpses that had existed for two thousand years, had evolved to a high level magical treasure that repelled anything harmful. With Wang Lu's present cultivation base, he could hardly destabilize it. Moreover, after the collapse of the Eternal Tree, the effectiveness of the demon jade had also greatly reduced. Only Enasi who had a resonance with its other demon kin allowed it's roar to wake one of the dreaming dead body, yet even when it shouted until its power exhausted and then died, it could not call out the others. Wang Lu really didn't want to take that risk.

But, what did the old saying say? Do you want to be a coward for the rest of your life or be a hero, even just for a few seconds?

Although Wang Lu didn't really feel that a person who can only keep going on for a few seconds deserved to be called a hero, when faced with the huge mystery, he had no way to suppress his desire to explore.

With strong curiosity, Wang Lu pointed his Sword of Mount Kun forward and began to condense out his primal chaos heaven splitting sword qi on it, just drawing the bow without releasing the arrow. He just continued to condense his sword qi until it became sharper. Then, Wang Lu gently inserted the tip of the sword through the gap between the bodies that had almost glued together.

After condensing the sword momentum for a long time, without any suspense, the sword broke open a small crack between the bodies.

At the same time, from the mountain of corpses came a wave of earth-shattering counterforce. Wang Lu immediately held out the demon jade in front of him, which actually canceled the counter force. Wang Lu then took this opportunity to continue deeper into the center of the mountain of corpses.

He wanted to find someone in this mountain of corpses. Someone that had led hundreds of millions of demons toward a side path, the great demon king who dominated the demon world two thousand years ago!

After the dialogue between Enasi and the awakened dead demon, many puzzles were waiting to be answered. And the demon king two thousand years ago, was the first step to solve those puzzles… Just now, he had already probed the position of the demon king within that mountain of corpses.

The demon king's corpse was buried in the center of the mountain of corpses, surrounded by hundreds of millions of demons, as if all the stars cup themselves around the moon1.

Wang Lu marched through the mountain of corpses with difficulties. Even though he had the demon jade, he still had to face all sorts of terrifying visions. After all, this was the tomb of the demon king where the degree of terror far exceeded any other tomb in the world. Hundreds of millions of demons were buried there. Solely from their resentment and hatred could form the black tide that could ravage the demon world!

Fortunately, under the blessing from the demon jade, there was no scene unsuitable to children that appeared before him. Thus Wang Lu continued to open the path while maintaining his Non-Phase Sword Defense.

Finally, he saw the coffin of the demon king.

Demon king was indeed demon king, its treatment was far different from the others. At the center of the mountain of corpses, the demon king had a separate room, which was carried on the back of thousands of burly and tall demons, and composed of flat floor, walls, and a roof. On all walls, there were poem carvings that sang praises to the demon king.

With his knowledge of demon race's written language, Wang Lu saw that this demon king had established good meritorious achievements in just a few decades, and therefore enjoyed high prestige in the demon world, it could even achieve effective domination of the whole demon world, to such an extent that it could make hundreds of millions of demons follow its suggestion.

Meanwhile, there was also a portrait of the demon king on the wall. Vaguely, he could see that the demon king was of the same ethnicity as Lan, with red skin and fangs, and a long tail swaying behind it. It was just that, compared to Lan, this demon king seemed to have a slightly petite stature, and mediocre facial appearance. Only it's two hourglass-like eyes showed its difference.

Looking at the portrait, Wang Lu became a bit preoccupied. But soon he shook his head and no longer paid attention to it.

He mustn't stay inside the mountain of corpses for long, and even more unnecessary for him to be preoccupied with a dead demon king's portrait. The key issue was...

Wang Lu took a few steps forward, reached out to grasp the lid of the demon king's coffin, and then forcefully opened it.

The coffin… was completely empty.idiom, from Analects