Casually picking up two wine glasses from the wine cabinet, the Demon God handed one to Pei Yan while pouring wine and said, "You murdered my people to silence them and have imprisoned the two major Clan Leaders, Agares and Samikina, not allowing them any contact with the outside world! It seems you're planning to deal the final blow to Blood Shura, aren't you?"
"That's right, they wanted to harm me, but I didn't die! I survived! So it should be them who die!" Pei Yan said, raising his glass and taking a small sip before continuing, "Now, in their eyes, I am already a dead man. Even if I'm not dead, I'm considered useless! Very well, I want them to maintain this impression until the day the competition starts, so during this period, they won't make any changes targeting me. When the competition comesβ¦." Pei Yan didn't finish his sentence, but judging by the way he restrained himself from crushing the glass in his hand, one can feel the depth of his anger at this moment.
"Hehehe, your idea is exactly what I hoped for! Besides those few youngsters of the Demon Race, it's best not to spare any of the Blood Shura people either!" Seeing this situation, the Demon God nodded contentedly and returned to his seat to savor the fine wine.
"You don't need to tell me; I won't spare them, including your son Thanatos. This time, he won't have another chance to escape. I'll make sure he is utterly destroyed! Demon God, you have no objections, do you?" Pei Yan truly hated Thanatos to the core, this person who nearly turned the tables against him. Although they had no previous interactions or grudges, technically, he was the one who helped him escape from the Sealed Land. He certainly didn't expect gratitude from him, but he also didn't expect him to try to kill him. Considering himself as someone not broad-minded, Pei Yan would not relinquish his right to revenge.
However, what puzzled Pei Yan was the Demon God's face showing a look of struggle, despite originally thinking he would readily agree. As if reading Pei Yan's confusion, the Demon God awkwardly rubbed his wine glass and said, "You can have him, but not now! You must wait until he completes a task, then you can act against him. At that time, you can deal with him as you like."
"A task?"
"Yes, a task! Forgive me for not revealing what it is. Actually, during his surprise attack on you, I nearly killed him in anger, almost ruining previous arrangements! Now I'm not even sure if he can survive; issues regarding him stem from Lin Junzhao's suggestion from start to finish." The Demon God said, taking a sip of his wine, with a hint of regret over his impulsive actions earlier.
"Lin Junzhao, it's her!" Upon hearing this, Pei Yan's mind raced before nodding and burying the matter deep in his heart, without further probing.
The Demon God, relieved Pei Yan did not pursue further, asked, "How much of the seven Divine Artifacts have you absorbed?"
"I can only fully utilize the capabilities of two Divine Artifacts, while the other five are sealed within me. At my current level, I can't develop them yet," Pei Yan answered truthfully.
"That's already impressive; surviving the spirits of seven Divine Artifacts is a miracle. Our initial predictions about you were correct. As the first mortal to breakthrough the Six Paths cycle, you indeed carry the Heavenly Dao Fortune upon you!" The Demon God said, placing his glass on the table, standing and moving closer to Pei Yan's face.
Faced with the wine-scented breaths of the Demon God and being approached so closely by a big man, Pei Yan felt unnatural, instinctively backing away. Yet, the Demon God pressed his shoulder, staring at him with a manic right eye, obsessed. "When your soul shattered, I didn't halt the ritual because besides your master Lin Junzhao mentioning you carry fortune and would face tribulations but ultimately accomplish major destiny, I felt a kindred aura at that moment. Though faint and fleeting, I wanted to see what would happen by letting you develop on your own! You didn't disappoint, truly endured it!"
The Demon God released Pei Yan's shoulder, took a few steps back, opened his arms and sighed, "I mentioned before that your good sister Lin Junzhao negotiated with various planes to perfect your Power of the Six Paths. You passed my test, so I'll honor my promise to grant you a portion of my Power of Origin! This power truly belongs to the Origin itself!"
"Really?" Previously capable of controlling his emotions despite his anger, upon hearing this, Pei Yan excitedly crushed the glass in his hand, standing up from the sofa without caring about the wine and shards all over him.
"I'm true to my word!" The Demon God said, turning to retrieve a wooden box from the cabinet, walking to Pei Yan and teasingly raising his arm up as Pei Yan reached out for it, examining him.
Seeing this, Pei Yan froze before realizing, hurriedly taking out tissues from his interspatial ring to wipe his wet palms and wine stains on his body, then extending his hands respectfully towards the Demon God.
Only upon seeing his attitude did the Demon God nod satisfactorily, handing the box to Pei Yan. As soon as Pei Yan received it, he immediately dropped his polite facade, impatiently opening the wooden box without saying thank you. Observing the smooth, dark red orb placed centrally inside the box and feeling the strange energy it was emitting, Pei Yan looked up at the Demon God and asked in confusion, "Is this a Fragment of a Law?"
It's no surprise Pei Yan was puzzled; he had absorbed numerous law fragments of various sizes, even able to condense pure origin fragments himself, but he had never seen such a complete and smooth fragment before.
"This isn't merely a fragment of law, but rather an origin sliced from one of my Powers of Origin." The Demon God said, sitting back and laughing at Pei Yan's seemingly understanding face, "What's your first impression of my powers?"
"Death!" Pei Yan almost instinctively blurting out these words, according to Lin Junzhao's theory, the four major planes correspond to Yin, Yang, Life, and Death. Although he hadn't much impression of the other planes' powers, the Death Power of the Hell Plane was what he felt most closely. Every demon capable of somewhat elevated power integrated this force into their skills in various forms. Thinking about this, Pei Yan's eyes sparkled as he looked down at the wooden box, full of anticipation.
"Don't overthink it! The wooden box doesn't contain the Power of Death!" The Demon God's words were like pouring cold water on Pei Yan's head. Seeing his disappointment, the Demon God smiled and said, "Rank me low on tolerance. Even if they're my Demon Race, I wouldn't easily grant this power, let alone you!"
