The Demon Emperor smiled unfathomablely and looked at Mu Chenxiao: "The prophecy is not just one sentence... As long as we understand the mystery, we can arrange some things in advance..."

"Did my grandfather hand over Xuanming Blood Evil to my hands?" Mu Chenxiao's long eyebrows were low and his locks: "Why? Didn't Xuanming Blood Evil make a contract with my grandfather?"

"Xuanming Blood Evil, only the Supreme King can have the ability to control him... When my grandfather's cultivation level is gone, he is no longer worthy of controlling it..."

"Grandpa's cultivation..." Mu Chenxiao paused and finally looked at his waist carefully: "I'm afraid this chain was locked by my grandfather himself?"

A pain flashed in the Demon Emperor's eyes, and he lowered his eyes darkly: "It's Yun Aotian..."

"Is it my elder brother?" Yun Aoxia suddenly exclaimed: "He is crazy? How could he treat you like this?"

"He was not crazy... he was just blinded by fame and fortune for a while..."

"Famousness and fortune?" Yun Aoxia's heart ached: "He is the eldest prince of the demon clan and the future heir of the demon clan. What else does he want fame and fortune?"

"He wants the throne of the Demon Emperor..." Mu Chenxiao suddenly said in a deep voice: "For him, the honor of the eldest prince is still not as good as the glory of the Demon Emperor..."

The Demon Emperor closed his head slightly and smiled bitterly: "Actually, I have already known such a thing in prophecy... So, he sneaked into the stone chamber and killed all the guards. He took advantage of the critical moment of my exercise, so he used the poison to scatter my skills, and caused me to disperse my skills. His cultivation level was lost... Even so, I did not hate him, because this is my disaster... and my destination..."

"But he forced me to hand over the drawings of Xuanming Blood Evil and Sword Technique, so I naturally wouldn't give them. When he saw that I didn't give them, he locked me here with iron chains... Later, I had a guard named Dayu who was seriously injured, but he left his life in the end... I arranged for him to escape from the demon clan, find your existence, and then find a suitable opportunity to give Xuanming Blood Evil to you..."

Mu Chenxiao's eyes suddenly became cold and he said in a faint voice: "But the Xuanming Blood Evil is in my hands and does not exert its power..."

He was really embarrassed to say that Xuanming Blood Evil is still lying quietly in the sword box.

"It's not exerting its power, because you don't know its power at all..." A sharp edge emerged from the Demon Emperor's eyes.

"At that time, Xuanming Blood Evil and Tianque were ranked first sacred objects... They were like day and night, each dominating half of the world..." His eyes seemed to have accidentally passed by Feng Qingcheng, with a charming look.

"They are born together, but they are essentially mutually restrained... in any space, first... there is only one, so the barrier gradually arises, and Xuanming Blood Evil and Tianque gradually become enemies of life and death... Later, because Xuanming Blood Evil is extremely demonic, it was sealed by the ancient clan and called Tianque a holy object... It was not until our ancestors brought it to the demon clan that it completely re-sees the light of heaven..."

"They..." Mu Chenxiao's heart suddenly had an ominous premonition: "They are just dead things, how could they become mortal enemies like emotions?"
Chapter completed!