In his mind, the Demon Lord's voice continuously echoed. Li Xiaotian's state of mind was utterly chaotic. No matter how calm he usually was, the thought of an ancient supreme expert residing within him made it impossible to maintain composure.
He ignored the Demon Lord's reminders. He was not unaware that demonic arts could devour all things, and he had considered absorbing the chaotic energy within him before. However, he feared that doing so would increase his demonic nature, making him even less able to control himself.
Moreover, with the Demon Lord now awakened, he dared not cultivate demonic arts any further.
Although he knew nothing about how the Demon Lord had awakened or when, he suspected it was related to the demonic arts. If he continued to cultivate them, worse situations might arise. When the Demon Lord awakened within him, and considering the demonic arts were his own creation, would cultivating them unknowingly strengthen the Demon Lord's power, allowing him to gradually seize control of his body?
Possession!
"Idiot! Do you think I am that despicable?"
As if sensing Li Xiaotian's thoughts, the Demon Lord's voice sounded again, a hint of anger mixed with disdain.
"Believe it or not, if you don't want to become an imbecile, then cultivate the demonic arts. If I had known I would encounter an idiot like you, I should have made better preparations back then!"
A flicker of annoyance crossed Li Xiaotian's face, but he was helpless. He considered the Demon Lord's words, gritted his teeth, and began to cultivate the demonic arts.
"Buzz!" As the demonic arts circulated, the energy within Li Xiaotian instantly surged, especially the chaotic energy, which seemed desperate to escape his body. But as the demonic arts continued to flow, Li Xiaotian felt as if a black hole had appeared within him, devouring that energy. Simultaneously, the cacophony in his mind began to gradually dissipate.
"Hehehe, my Devouring Demonic Art took tens of thousands of years to deduce. Little fellow, you are very fortunate. The demonic arts you cultivate are the most perfect. I didn't have your luck back then."
The Demon Lord's voice continued, tinged with envy. He recalled how, in his day, he had deduced and cultivated parts of the art. It could be said that although he was the creator of the demonic arts, he had never cultivated the complete version. It was only when he became a Heavenly-tier expert that he perfected and optimized the demonic arts, but by then, it was impossible for him to start cultivating them from scratch.
Li Xiaotian ignored the Demon Lord, completely immersed in the devouring process of the demonic arts, while meticulously observing the changes in his body and checking for any abnormalities.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Li Xiaotian let out a long sigh, his mind finally at peace. The abnormalities in his body had been mostly resolved. It was only then that he remembered the Demon Lord within him, falling into silence. The Demon Lord's existence was the greatest hidden danger in his body. He thought of the black bead within him. He had initially believed it to be the condensed form of the Demon Lord's energy, but now it seemed more complicated. The Demon Lord must have been hiding within his body with the help of that bead.
"Senior, speaking of which, you have greatly helped me. If not for your inheritance and your slumbering seal, I would have long since turned to dust."
After some thought, Li Xiaotian spoke. The Demon Lord's awakening was something he could not ignore. Regardless of the Demon Lord's intentions, he needed to clarify everything.
"I can promise you this: when I am capable in the future, I will help you fully revive and help you vanquish your enemies."
"Heh heh, what? Afraid I'll seize your body? So you're dangling a carrot to keep me in check, and then you'll find a way to deal with me, this hidden danger?"
The Demon Lord sneered, as if he had seen through Li Xiaotian's intentions, his tone full of mockery.
Li Xiaotian felt no embarrassment at having his thoughts exposed, and continued to speak.
"Senior, what exactly do you want? If you have any requests, you can state them clearly. In a sense, you are also my master. It's best to clarify some matters to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."
"Hmm, that's more like it. Be direct."
The Demon Lord replied.
"Speaking of which, we don't owe each other. You received my inheritance, but you also saved me. If you hadn't cultivated the demonic arts to nurture my remnant soul, and then fallen into demonic possession, allowing me to fully awaken, I would likely still be trapped within the seal of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain."
"Perhaps in another few thousand years, I would have completely vanished."
The Demon Lord sighed. In the past, when he encountered a powerful enemy, that enemy's strength was too great, and he could only preserve a wisp of his remnant soul, with no guarantee of awakening or revival. But who would have thought that by chance, Li Xiaotian would stumble into the Demon Lord's sleeping place and forcefully enter the Demonic Palace to obtain his inheritance. The probability of this was incredibly low. After all, in ancient times, the Demon Lord was powerful and feared no enemy, and he had chosen his sleeping place within the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, the territory of the demon race. Under such circumstances, the chance of a human entering his seal would be very small, as humans simply could not survive in the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain. But who could have imagined that with the great changes in the world, the revival of the demon race was slightly later than that of the human race, coupled with Li Xiaotian's various opportunities, would lead him to the Demon Lord's sleeping place by chance.
Listening to the Demon Lord's words, Li Xiaotian was secretly shocked. A wisp of remnant soul, enduring since ancient times, and yet it would vanish only after several thousand more years? How powerful was this Demon Lord?
"You don't need to overthink it. I have my own plans for my affairs, and my enemies are for me to avenge personally! Heh heh, besides, you are so weak, you can't help me much at all."
The Demon Lord spoke, his tone undeniably domineering. Even as a mere remnant soul, he possessed the confidence to rise again and avenge himself, even though he had been killed by his enemy at his peak.
"You just need to cultivate diligently and strengthen yourself. When I accumulate enough power, I will leave your body."
Li Xiaotian's eyes flickered. The Demon Lord's personality seemed different from the ancient legends. If what he said was true, he was quite reasonable.
"Senior, there is something I wish to ask you, regarding the Demonic Soldiers."
Li Xiaotian continued. The Demonic Soldier cultivation technique was irreversible and without a cure, but now that the true master had awakened, perhaps he had a way to resolve it.
"Demonic Soldiers, you've had people cultivate them? Haha, the Demonic Soldier technique is irreversible. I originally created it for those enemies back then, and there is no solution."
A chill ran down Li Xiaotian's spine upon hearing the Demon Lord's words. Were those brothers truly beyond saving? However, he was immediately captivated by the Demon Lord's next words.
"However, according to my deductions, when you break through to the Heavenly tier, the Demonic Soldier technique might be resolved, allowing those who cultivate it to return to normal."