Chapter 628: Ten Thousand Laws

"Why tell me?"

After digesting these ancient secrets for a good while, Ren Yidao raised his head, frowned, and asked: "These matters, even Di Fan, the son of the Heavenly Emperor, does not know. According to what you say, at this moment between Heaven and Earth, besides you, only I know."

"Why tell me these things?"

Why choose me?

【"Of course, it is because you are very special."】

Sikong Yu's expression was no longer indifferent as it had been when recounting the past; he returned to the appearance Ren Yidao was familiar with, smilingly twisting his beard, swaying his head in a leisurely manner, looking just like a street loafer.

【"Because you are a Traveler of Ten Thousand Generations, a Traveler of Ten Thousand Generations that might not even appear once in an eon."】

"... Not even one in an eon?" Ren Yidao raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "Is it that scarce? You aren't lying to me, are you?"

If He succeeded, as a Supreme, He would be enough to turn the tide, and then everything would still have a chance for a turnaround.

The Heavenly God forgave the Human Race.

Thousands of years later, His heart was not as calm as an ancient well as it had been in the past.

"..."

【"You think there were no others who mastered the Art of Ten Thousand Generations before you? You are dead wrong, there were plenty!"】

Because of Di Fan's betrayal, and because of the Heavenly Emperor's distrust of Him on his deathbed, the Heavenly God was disappointed in the Human Race.

At the same time, because of the Demon Race's suspicion of Him, and their uncontrollable instinct for slaughter, Sikong Yu was also disappointed.

Come to think of it, this old guy could clearly set things right himself, but he just wouldn't lift a finger; every time he saw his disciples and grand-disciples, he would wail and beg for help, which was clearly just him acting cute and playing the fool.

Just how long has this former Heavenly God lived?

It was not that Sikong Yu lacked the ability to do so, but that He was thoroughly disappointed... He simply did not want to do it.

"Why did you choose to stay in the Divine Path Sect... or rather, why did you establish the Divine Path Sect and remain within the territory of the Human Race?"

Just half a step away from reaching the perfection of the three parts and becoming a true Traveler of Ten Thousand Generations.

【"All of them."】 Sikong Yu nodded affirmatively: 【"No matter which eon they come from, no matter what era they originate from, their common characteristic is that the remnants left behind are all more or less related to the Traveler of Ten Thousand Generations."】

"This... what does this mean?"

That bunch of old things, the Immortal Gods, although old, still cannot compare to you, old man.

... What, Descent of the Gods!?

【"Kid, you just asked me if I have any clues?"】

Sikong Yu was silent for a long time, then shook his head: 【"... Heh, it is merely your conjecture."】

This operation is very complex, very contradictory, making one somewhat unable to understand...

Moreover, since Sikong Yu is a Heavenly God of the Demon Race, why not go protect the other members of the Demon Race? Why choose to stay in this land occupied by the Human Race?

If a Demon God existed, the members of the Demon Race in Demon Emperor City would not have to live so arduously, and would not be forced to huddle on the corpse of the Phoenix Demon God, wandering about.

Sikong Yu looked at Ren Yidao as if looking at a precious treasure.

But as one of the only two supreme powerhouses this world has ever seen, Sikong Yu is worthy of the name Heavenly God.

"Senior Uncle Sect Leader, do you still believe in the Human Race?" Ren Yidao asked a strange question without warning.

"I will." Ren Yidao answered decisively, staring at Sikong Yu's Divine Soul, as if wanting to see through what He was actually thinking.

Even after suffering the betrayal of an ally, and even though His own kin did not trust Him enough, as a Heavenly God, He still did not abandon the living beings of Heaven and Earth.

【"I do."】

The small hermit hides in the wilderness, the medium hermit hides in the city, and the great hermit hides in the imperial court.

The Heavenly Emperor's idea came true; He indeed turned the Demon Race into a scattered pile of sand, unable to pose a huge threat to the Human Race for a thousand years.

【"Actively appear before the Demon Race, use the name of the Heavenly God to lead the Demon Race, and bring them together?"】

But regardless of what the Causality actually is, once my identity as a Traveler of Ten Thousand Generations is exposed, I fear it will attract the attention of many people...

【"Believe?"】

Or is it because they left behind enough traces that they could be linked to the Traveler of Ten Thousand Generations?

Which is the cause?

That means my identity has not yet been exposed, so I won't become a rat crossing the street that everyone shouts to beat, nor will I be locked up and sliced for research.

"What? Does Senior Uncle Sect Leader have a clue?"

And from His attitude, Ren Yidao finally understood completely.

【"Difficult."】 Sikong Yu shook his head and sighed: 【"Too difficult, too difficult."】

By that time, everything will depend on whether a true Supreme can emerge in the end.

Sikong Yu seemed to think of something, began to smile deviously, drew out his tone, and said slowly:

As the supreme of the Demon Race, Sikong Yu is not as vindictive as Ren Yidao imagined, and did not seek justice for the Demon Race.

Is it because of the Traveler of Ten Thousand Generations that traces were left behind?

Stunningly talented?

Only He knows the answer himself.

Sikong Yu circled around Ren Yidao, clicking his tongue in wonder: 【"At least I have never seen any Traveler of Ten Thousand Generations before you."】

Not to mention understanding all the secrets, connecting them to think, and finding the problems within.

According to Sikong Yu, the only one of His generation was the Heavenly Emperor, and later the Heavenly Emperor also died at the hands of his own son... I fear that in this world, only He himself knows how old He really is.

【"They have all seen the Traveler of Ten Thousand Generations and left behind some brief memories with Him."】

Ordinary people would not think about why this sentence exists, much less delve into the rationality of it.

"Senior Uncle, am I right?"

【"You also know about the Immeasurable Kalpa, and understand that our world is constantly cycling; after everything is destroyed, it welcomes a new birth, but there will always be some traces from ancient times left behind."】

No, this can even be called shocking to the world; it has never happened from ancient times to the present.

Sikong Yu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed: 【"Do you think that after I was betrayed by Di Fan and cursed by his natural talent, I, an old man, would still have even a shred of trust in them?"】

Sikong Yu chuckled, not surprised by the question Ren Yidao posed, and asked while twisting his beard: 【"Then, according to your thoughts, what should I do?"】

But if you say he is high-profile, the Divine Path Sect is a sect known to everyone as having social anxiety; the disciples under its banner never step out of their gates, focusing only on their own little affairs.

Matters related to the previous epoch are secrets among secrets; ordinary people are not qualified to know them, and even ordinary Immortal Gods are not qualified.

Since that is the case, it is better to let the two of them fend for themselves.

Ren Yidao pondered for a while, then put this matter aside for now.

One volume, two volumes, two and a half volumes...

He is tired.

Coincidence?

【"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes back then, seeing you from the future, I would have only regarded the Traveler of Ten Thousand Ages as a vague and ethereal legend."】

"No, that's not right. The matter of the Traveler of Ten Thousand Ages is not a secret; many people know about it, it's just that they don't understand its true value."

【"Although every remnant volume of the Ten Thousand Ages Art is equivalent to a Supreme Secret Technique of the Immortal Path, there are so many heroes in the world; although not many have seen it, it is definitely not fewer than a thousand people."】

Ren Yidao frowned and thought for a while, but then shook his head: "No... it is possible not to reveal your identity. With your ability, even if you hide your identity, it is enough to become the leader of the Demon Race and gather them together, right?"

With one side growing and the other waning, the gap in strength between the two sides has become increasingly large.

【"Heh, you want to know the reason for this?"】

Since you can't think of a way, then shelve it for now; don't blindly split hairs.

【"These thousands of people have all learned one volume of the Ten Thousand Ages Art, and the most have seen three volumes, but those who have successfully practiced even one volume are few and far between, let alone those who practice two."】

Which is the fruit?

This matter reveals something strange everywhere.

He does not think that Sikong Yu's position as a Heavenly God could be obtained solely by strength; he is an existence on par with the Heavenly Emperor. Given the Heavenly Emperor's methods and abilities, it stands to reason that the Heavenly God's methods would not be any worse.

If he fails, then everything will be over and done with.

【"Even if it could be done, it would be meaningless."】

【"When a thousand years pass, the Demon Race will have forgotten their past glory, and when only hatred remains in their blood, how can I make them understand that this was all just Di Fan's conspiracy, and that everything was just a misunderstanding? By telling them? No..."】

Ren Yidao pondered for a moment and felt that this statement was a bit strange, somewhat similar to a thought imprint.

In any case, the matter of the Dao Fruit is done; after that, just wait for time to pass, for the Dao Fruit to finally ripen, and for a Supreme one to be decided.

【"Clues? Heh, it seems you don't know everything either."】

【"No one knows."】 Sikong Yu shook his head and sighed: 【"Is this because they were only able to leave traces after becoming involved with the Traveler of Ten Thousand Ages, or is it just a coincidence?"】

This disappointment is directed at both the Human Race and the Demon Race.

Not to mention counterattacking the humans, at least the life of the Demon Race would be much better than it is now.

Then, seemingly displeased at having his thoughts seen through, Sikong Yu wanted to win back a round and turned to ask Ren Yidao: 【"Speaking of which, are you looking for the final Future Method?"】

And this thousand years of time has been enough to ensure that the two once-intimate races have no room to reconcile as before, becoming two irreconcilable, bitter enemies.

Ren Yidao curled his lips, ignored his smug smile, and suddenly asked: "Is the name of the Future Method related to the Ten Thousand Laws?"

"You stayed in the Human Realm, perhaps initially with the idea of guarding the Human Race, staying here prepared to suppress the Human Race at any time... but in the end, you never took action, and instead were assimilated by them."

【"Oh? It is indeed related to the Ten Thousand Laws; I can even tell you its name."】

Fine.

Sikong Yu seemed to see the worries Ren Yidao was encountering and added: 【"Oh, you don't need to worry too much; there are not many people in this world who know about this, and counting them all up, it doesn't exceed the number of fingers on one hand."】

The curse before the Heavenly Emperor's fall further tied Sikong Yu's hands and feet; there was no way to forcibly suppress the Demon Race with force.

【"When the Demon God falls, when the era changes, how am I supposed to lead them?"】

"All of them?" Ren Yidao's pupils shrank, and he pressed: "All of those are related to the Traveler of Ten Thousand Ages?"

Or perhaps, from the very beginning, he never hated them?

【"Tsk, you brat..."】

Di Fan's frame-up made Sikong Yu's status awkward, intolerable to both humans and demons.

【"Yes, everyone knows that as long as one can find three remnant volumes of the Ten Thousand Ages Art and successfully master them, one can become the new Traveler of Ten Thousand Ages."】

Sikong Yu waved his hand, signaling Ren Yidao not to continue this topic.

Everything should have a reason.

... This was Sikong Yu's thought at the time.

【"Its name is—Ten Thousand Laws Descent of the Gods Art."】

If you say he is low-key, this guy not only established a sect, but also became one of the three strongest sects in Beiming Divine Continent, and even concurrently held the position of Feudatory King of the Beigan Dynasty.

The collapse of the Heavenly Court was clearly the fault of the Human Race; why must the Demon Race bear it?

【"You must know that I was cursed by the Heavenly Emperor and cannot take action for a thousand years. How can I make them obey? Should I rely on my identity as a Heavenly God? You must know that quite a few people regard me as the culprit behind all the tragedies and wish they could tear me apart."】

Huhu expressed disbelief and was quite skeptical about this.

【"I have also looked for the source of this statement, but I couldn't find it, and in the end, it could only be left unsettled."】

However, that was just Sikong Yu's initial thought; now... it seems there has been some change?

What exactly happened in these thousands of years to make Sikong Yu's mindset change?

Ren Yidao stared at Sikong Yu thoughtfully for a long while, then his gaze fell on the stone statue that was still tilted to this moment... tsk.

Merely knowing it.

He turned and asked: "Senior Uncle Sect Leader, I have one more question I would like to ask you."

Ren Yidao does not think it was a coincidence; there are no such coincidences in this world.

"You have been here for thousands of years, and your disciples and grand-disciples are all of the Human Race generation after generation; how could you not trust them?"

If it can be done, there is still a turning point; if it cannot be done, everything will vanish like smoke, and there is no need to waste any more energy.

It sounds like branding a thought into the instincts of all living beings, eventually becoming common knowledge known to everyone.

【"In those scattered words and phrases remaining from different eras, the same honorable title is always mentioned—the Walker of Ten Thousand Ages."】

Sikong Yu's expression changed slightly, as if recalling the anomalies discovered during his initial investigation, and he said slowly: 【"It is as if... this statement exists between Heaven and Earth like a piece of common knowledge."】

【"I certainly cannot stand idly by and let them beat me to death, but if they strike, I can only suppress them; this back-and-forth is of no benefit at all."】

This fellow is older than the Divine Path Sect; the Divine Path Sect was founded by Him as a place to live in seclusion.

Ren Yidao was silent; this was indeed a difficult knot to untie.

Ren Yidao would not ask who the founder of the Divine Path Sect was at this moment; one could figure it out with their knees, and even if it were not Sikong Yu, it would be some Immortal God related to Him.

Strange.

You old thing, you aren't just playing games with me, are you?

Sikong Yu looked at Ren Yidao, sensing the complex aura on his body.

Sikong Yu looked at Ren Yidao with an exceptionally strange expression, as if looking at a fool.

He said:

【"Hehe... no."】