Xu Zimo raised his head and looked at the scene inside the portal.
At this moment, hundreds of thousands of people were kneeling and kowtowing to him, and the dark crowd was filled with majestic evil energy.
His own prison-suppressing demonic body also became more and more violent, and the demonic energy roared in.
"You all get up," Xu Zimo raised his hand and said.
The sound of "rumbling" sounded, and countless people stood up and looked at Xu Zimo with burning eyes.
That is their king.
"I came here to understand some things," Xu Zimo said.
"My lord, if you have any doubts, feel free to ask," the Zen Nightmare Demon General said quickly.
"What were the demons in the past, or in other words, the past era, like?" Xu Zimo said.
"I'm very curious about my past.
There are always some people and some memory fragments that will appear in my mind."
"Things about that era are already very far away. If your Lord is not in a hurry, you can listen to us and talk about it slowly," said the Zen Nightmare Demon General.
"I have plenty of time. This time I came to this sealed place, firstly to meet you.
The second is to figure out his past," Xu Zimo nodded.
"My lord, please look," the Zen Nightmare waved his right hand.
A majestic demonic energy spread out from his hands.
Demonic energy enveloped the entire ancient demon cave, and scenes evolved in it.
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At the beginning of the Zeze Era, people in the world lived in peace.
There is no war or any conflicts.
Everything is about living and working in peace and contentment.
Later, the way of spiritual practice became popular in the world, and everyone embarked on a road to achieve immortality.
There are billions of living things in the world, and three thousand races is just a way of saying it.
In fact, there are more than three thousand real races.
And the demons are one of them.
The world is greedy, what is it like to be a human being?
Joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and surprise are human beings.
Arrogance, jealousy, greed, and lust are also human beings.
People have two sides, both good and evil.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
As we all know, there are ten major immortal sects in the world.
They want to rule the entire world, but everyone in the world yearns for freedom, and who is willing to be ruled?
Who is nobler than whom?
As a result, the ten great immortal sects created the theory of evil.
They try to incarnate themselves into good deeds and rule the entire world on the pretext of protecting the common people in the world.
So that everyone in the world can only rely on them.
Putting the status of the ten great immortal sects above everyone else.
And the evil mission falls on the demons.
No one knows why the ten major immortal sects chose the demon clan.
Maybe it was a random selection or luck.
It may also be that they are weak and therefore easy to bully.
In short, from that day on, the demons have been fighting against evil.
This is a mark and label that can never be erased.
In the propaganda of the Ten Immortal Sects, the demons have become an evil race that wants to destroy the world.
Everyone gets it and kills it.
And their ten great immortal sects transformed into heroes, killing demons and protecting the world.
Naturally, he has the right to speak in this world.
In order to consolidate their position, they used all their strength to drive the demons into hell.
Since then, in this world, some people write books, some paint paintings, and whenever people talk about it, demons play an evil role.
Generation after generation, descendants.
It has been passed down like this.
Good and evil in this world are originally very clear. Good is good and evil is evil.
But I don’t know since when, there is no distinction between good and evil, only immortals and demons.
The devil is evil, no matter what he has done, as long as he is a demon, he is evil.
Immortals are kind. When people encounter difficulties, they will pray to God and immortals will come to help.
After being marked with the mark of evil and being cast aside by the entire world, the demons embarked on a redemption that lasted for several eras and even several epochs.
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In the Demon Valley, the people of the Demon Clan are barely surviving and hiding here.
Although they are also a huge race.
But after all, you can't fight against the whole world.
In order to preserve their race and preserve their incense, they could only endure the humiliation and hide themselves.
They may hide in deep mountains and old forests, or pretend to be people of other races, and live cautiously in this world.
The real name of Zen Nightmare is Duanmu Po.
He sat in front of the slowly flowing stream in the Magic Valley, watching his own shadow reflected in the water, quietly in a daze.
Where is the way out for the demons?
It's okay for people like them to endure humiliation and bear the burden, but what about the future.
Do their children, descendants, and descendants really have to live like this forever?
As time goes by, the truth may really get lost in the ancient river of destiny.
No one cares what the truth is anymore.
People will only learn from the books of writers, the paintings of painters, and the stories passed down from generation to generation.
It is believed that the demons are the evil clan.
Killing demons and slaying demons is something everyone knows and punishes.
Just when Duanmu Po was confused about the future.
The river in front of him wavered layer by layer.
He looked up and saw a small boat slowly flowing down from one end of the river.
There was a man sitting on the boat.
The man has dull eyes, long hair and is wearing a black robe.
The red cloak fluttered slightly behind his back.
The face that looks like a knife looks very determined.
The eyebrows are very thick and the gaze is as deep and boundless as a vast ocean with no end in sight.
At this moment, the boat slowly stopped in front of him.
Only then did Duanmu Po react, and his expression suddenly changed.
The demon clan had endured the humiliation and hid here, but unexpectedly they were found.
He stood up, distanced himself, and looked at the intruder warily.
"Are you from the demon clan?" the man asked with a slight smile.
Duanmu Po didn't answer, but there was faint sweat streaming down his forehead.
The feeling this man gave him was unfathomable, not on the same level at all.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you," the man continued with a smile.
"What can you help us with?" Duanmu Po asked subconsciously.
"So that you can live an upright life and live equally in this world," the man said with a smile.
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Duanmu Po looked at the man blankly.
He could not forget that day. He had not heard these words for a long time.
From that day on, the man proved himself with his strength and leadership.
Thus he became the demon lord recognized by all demons.
He led the demon clan and began a conquest that lasted for countless years.
The prejudice against demons is deeply rooted in the hearts of the world.
So the Demon Lord did not bother or waste any time trying to change these.
He used his fists as truth, and in this era where martial arts was respected, he vowed to make the demon clan the most powerful.
It doesn't matter even if I become the enemy of the whole world for this.
No one knew the man's identity, his origins, or why he wanted to help the demons.
It was only from that time that the demons saw hope.
It is no longer a meaningless struggle like before.
