630. Chapter 630 The Opportunity for the Rise of the Monster Race
But the broken Cang Yuan Sword meant that the Monster Clan lost a great opportunity to rise. While they were thankful, their hearts were also filled with disappointment.
How many more ten thousand years can the monster clan have to wait? Will there still be such an opportunity in the next ten thousand years?
After a while, the Demon King wiped away his tears and stood up tremblingly. There were a few more wrinkles on his weather-beaten face, and he seemed to have aged ten years again in a moment.
"Although the Cangyuan Sword has been lost, I will still do what I promised you. I will use the method of blood sacrifice to open the eyes of the formation for you." After calming down, the Demon King said to Ling Chuxi and the other two.
Ling Chuxi already knew the consequences of the blood sacrifice method, but she didn't expect that he had not forgotten his previous promise until now, and he respected the demon king even more.
She also felt a little guilty in her heart. If it weren't for her, it's not certain that this demon king would have been able to collect the Cang Yuan sword. Speaking of which, he had ruined the ten thousand-year hope of their demon beast clan.
"Master, let me do it." Ba Ye no longer tried to persuade the Demon Emperor, but took a step forward and stood in front of him.
Ling Chuxi glanced at him appreciatively. Although this red-haired successor to the Demon King was unreasonable and spoke erratically, he was also somewhat bloody.
How could she know that the poor little demon emperor was not unreasonable, let alone incoherent, but that he was really embarrassed to say it out loud. How could he be so embarrassed to say it outright and confidently about being molested by a human?
"Your strength, even if you sacrifice blood, is still not enough. I am already old, so just let me go. The monster clan will be in your hands from now on." The Demon King looked at Zhen Ye kindly and said.
"Your Excellency, I will definitely do what I promised you, and I hope you can remember what I said before." The Demon Emperor then said to Huangfu Qingjue.
Only then did Ling Chuxi understand that the Demon King knew that there was no hope of rising again with the Cang Yuan Sword, so he placed his hope on Huangfu Qingjue, sacrificing his life in exchange for Huangfu Qingjue's promise.
Huangfu Qingjue nodded solemnly.
The Demon King felt relieved and was about to prepare a blood sacrifice.
Seeing the absolute despair on the Demon Emperor's face, not to mention Zhen Ye and the others, even Ling Chuxi couldn't bear it. Everyone knew what this meant. Once the blood sacrifice was completed, the Demon Emperor of the generation would also fall.
Ling Chuxi was thinking in her mind that the Demon King from ten thousand years ago only said that the birth of the Cang Yuan Sword was an opportunity for the monster clan to rise again, but did not elaborate on what this opportunity was. And collecting the Cang Yuan Sword would also
It's just the wishful thinking of future generations of demon kings.
But no matter what, the sword soul in Cangyuan Sword must have a great relationship with the rise of the monster beast.
Ling Chuxi thought about it and subconsciously held the hilt of the sword.
"You guessed it right. The monster clan's desire to rise again has a lot to do with me." In his mind, the voice of Cang Yuan Sword Spirit suddenly sounded.
"What?" Ling Chuxi exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" The Demon King stopped and looked at Ning Chuxi strangely. Zhenye and others also looked at him in confusion.
Only then did Ling Chuxi realize that she was not used to communicating in her mind, and the words she just blurted out naturally. This habit must be changed, otherwise if she accidentally talks to herself in the air, others will think that she is suffering from a disease.
Got aphansia.
"Nothing, I was just thinking. Ten thousand years ago, the Demon King only said that Cang Yuan's birth was an opportunity for the rise of the monster clan, but he did not say how to use this opportunity, nor did he say that he would collect Cang Yuan's birth.
Sword, right?" After hearing the voice of the sword spirit in her mind, Ling Chuxi felt somewhat confident, so she said.