At that point, the Emperors finally understood.
More than a thousand years ago, that peerless woman in blood-colored robes came to Tianhuang Mainland and destroyed a clone of the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor!
If not for the blood-robed woman, Tianhuang Mainland would have long become the world of the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor!
At the same time, the Emperors suddenly realized something.
Now that the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor chose to appear, it meant that his third clone had been condensed!
The fiend technique of the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor was already perfected!
“In that case, the reason why you triggered the battle of the ten thousand races was to cultivate your third clone!” The storyteller said sternly.
The Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor extended his finger and shook it gently. “Cultivating a third clone is only one of my motives, but it’s not my true intentions.”
The Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor turned to Su Zimo and said slowly, “My true goal is you!”
“Me?”
Su Zimo raised his brow.
The Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor said, “I wanted to see your final trump cards! The battle of the ten thousand races was the best opportunity for that!”
“I was careless in the past and committed a huge mistake, causing a clone to be destroyed. I won’t make the same mistake twice!”
“Since that woman thinks so highly of you, I was worried that she might have left some trump cards for you! Therefore, the true goal of this Ten Thousand Race Meet is to force out your final trump cards!”
The Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor smiled smugly. “Indeed, that woman appeared!”
The storyteller’s expression was terrible.
The terror of the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor was not only because of the combat strength he displayed, but also because of his intelligence that was demonic and almost flawless!
Enigma Palace specialized in divination and mapped out the lives of the masses.
As the storyteller, he was even more proficient in this Dao.
However, the strategy displayed by the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor was far above his!
Right now, the crack of Tianhuang Mainland had already healed and no expert of the upper world could descend—no one could suppress this fiend!
Su Zimo’s gaze shifted between the Tao Wu Demon Emperor and Astral Immortal Emperor. Suddenly, he said, “Of your two clones, one is a Demon Emperor while the other is an Immortal Emperor. As for yourself, you are a Fiend Emperor. If I’m not wrong, your third clone should be an Emperor of the Buddhist monasteries!”
“Smart!”
The Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor could not help but exclaim and clap.
Suddenly, Su Zimo thought of a terrifying possibility and his heart sank. He glared at the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor and asked sternly, “Where’s your third clone? Who is it?!”
“That’s me,”
Right then, a voice sounded not far away. It was gentle and calm, like Sanskrit, piercing into one’s heart with a soothing charm.
The Emperors turned towards the voice.
Su Zimo did not look at it.
That was because he already knew who it was from that voice.
Monk Daming!
Not far away, a white-robed monk walked over slowly with a calm expression. His long hair that covered half his face had already been shaved.
“Monk Daming, it’s indeed you!”
Although the storyteller knew about this long ago, he was still shocked when he truly saw Monk Daming.
The other Emperors were even more shocked.
To think that both monster incarnates of 40,000 years ago would have returned!
Su Zimo turned to look at Monk Daming as well.
Monk Daming nodded slightly at Su Zimo and smiled.
Suddenly, Su Zimo felt that the current Monk Daming seemed to have changed.
It was an indescribable feeling and it wasn’t just because of his shaved long hair.
“So, you’re the third clone he wants to condense. The Daming Buddha Emperor,”
Su Zimo sighed gently. “I should have guessed.”
The Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor looked at Monk Daming as well and sighed wistfully. “We meet again after 40,000 years!”
“That’s right, we meet again,”
Monk Daming smiled gently.
The two of them greeted one another like good friends.
Su Zimo could vaguely tell that something was different.
Monk Daming was different from the Tao Wu Demon Emperor and the Astral Immortal Emperor—it was as though he had not been completely refined by the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor.
Monk Daming still retained his own will and thoughts!
In other words, the Monk Daming before them right now could not be considered as the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor’s third clone yet!
However, the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor was in no hurry nor was he surprised—everything was clearly under his control.
“Monk Daming, you’re the only one qualified to be my opponent in this generation,”
The Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor said, “Even Desolate Martial is nothing in my eyes!”
In Tianhuang Mainland, the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor was probably the only one who did not take the Martial Emperor seriously.
He was the only one who was qualified to say something like that!
“I wouldn’t dare to,”
Monk Daming shook his head gently. “However, you’ve underestimated the Martial Emperor.”
Monk Daming looked at Su Zimo deeply before looking at the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor. “The Martial Emperor is stronger than you imagine.”
“Fufu, with just his two true bodies?”
The Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor sneered with disdain.
Monk Daming shook his head and did not explain.
Su Zimo watched coldly from the sidelines in silence.
He had a feeling that Monk Daming knew something.
Could Monk Daming already know the true identity of the Martial Dao Prime Body?
The Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor said, “40,000 years ago, when we fought for the fourth time, I was severely injured but you were soft-hearted and persuaded me to convert to Buddhism. That was the reason why I got the chance to retaliate against you. Actually, I lost that battle.”
The Emperors were dumbfounded.
The shocking battle between Monk Daming and the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor 40,000 years ago was a mystery that even Enigma Palace had no records of.
The only ones who truly knew about the situation were the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor and Monk Daming.
Although the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor only said a few words, he roughly described the situation of that battle!
Su Zimo was shocked as well.
Initially, he thought that Monk Daming suffered a crushing defeat.
To think that there would be such a detail!
Monk Daming shook his head. “All is fair in war. In the end, I was the one who lost that battle. There’s nothing to argue about.”
Both of them were proud people.
Although the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor won unfairly in the past, he did not hide anything today and revealed everything.
Monk Daming was even more calm and did not argue about the outcome of that battle.
That was their pride.
“You were kind enough not to kill me back then. Since I won, I naturally won’t kill you either,”
Suddenly, the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor smiled. “You wanted to persuade me to convert to Buddhism, but I refused! Since you’re so compassionate and benevolent, I’ll definitely let someone like you fall into the fiend Dao!”
Suddenly, Su Zimo realized.
The battle 40,000 years ago was clear.
Part of the reason why the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor did not kill Monk Daming was because he appreciated the other party. More than that, it was because although Monk Daming initially won that battle, he did not kill the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor. Instead, he left the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor with a chance of survival.
It all started when Monk Daming persuaded the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor to convert to Buddhism.
Because of that, the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor trapped Monk Daming in the ancient coffin and etched the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra on its lid!
‘Since you want me to become a Buddha, I’ll turn you into a fiend!’
By doing that, the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor was actually still fighting Monk Daming!
