Chapter 701 Not My Race
Greedy people always have no bottom line.
They were not satisfied with the value provided by ordinary livestock and set their sights on spiritual beasts.
Many powerful spiritual beasts are not afraid of human practitioners in terms of strength, but because they are caught off guard, they are lured and killed.
The human mouth can speak the most gentle words in the world, or it can lure people into the abyss of the devil.
Intelligent creatures of all races thought that through their mutual assistance and the establishment of friendly relations during the catastrophe, the human race was worthy of their trust, but they were wrong.
When such a "trend" was sweeping across the human world, the disappointed and helpless cries of living beings finally reached the ears of the celestial demon.
The celestial demon listened to the weeping of living beings and looked at the prosperous world below the mountain, feeling an indescribable and complex anger in his heart.
It’s like going back to the ancient times.
It broke out of the Kunpeng's nest and turned into a giant young Kunpeng. Because it was a human who traveled through time, it also showed kindness to the human race and escorted the weak people.
Listening to people's cheers and praises, it was also immersed in such a sense of accomplishment.
But gradually, it discovered that rather than being close to it, people were more in awe and fear of it, and even the songs that were passed down were filled with trembling.
Kunpeng's reputation has always been both good and evil, and most legends about it have a murderous nature. People don't know why this giant creature wants to protect them, and they are worried that Kunpeng's intentions are not pure and he is just pretending to be kind.
Until one day, the celestial demon, who was in the young Kunpeng period, used his own blood to save some human friends.
This changed everything.
When the rumor that Kunpeng's blood could bring the dead back to life and turn bones into flesh spread among the human race, the people who were in awe changed.
When they looked at Kunpeng's body, their eyes were no longer filled with awe and fear, but gradually became eager.
One day, the celestial demon discovered that more and more human friends were injured, and they anxiously begged the celestial demon to give them blood to save their lives.
But in fact, it was not Kunpeng’s blood that saved people, but the huge life essence condensed in the blood of the celestial demon.
The celestial demon was not stupid either. It noticed people's abnormality and guessed what would happen next.
But it still gave blood and sternly warned its human friends not to be too greedy.
The story always has twists and turns, just like the turbulent life of the demon.
If greed can be stopped by warnings, then how can it be called greed?
The so-called friendship is not worth mentioning in the face of sufficient benefits.
The celestial demons regard some of the humans who accompany them as friends, but they only regard the celestial demons as a moving treasure house of flesh and blood.
One day, the celestial demon was surrounded by a large group of practitioners in despair. At that time, it was still in its infancy and had not yet reached the level of becoming an immortal.
The eyes of the human cultivators flashed with greed and selfishness, but they spoke with righteousness, shouting that Kunpeng's intentions were impure and he must be an evil demon, and they would eliminate the demon and defend the righteousness for the human race!
In ancient times, the human race had the Taoist master, the Human Emperor, who had a pretty good status and his ambitions were constantly growing.
A group of human practitioners actually took action against the celestial demon.
The young demon was furious and killed all the practitioners. Perhaps because of the grief of the rabbit's death, the blood of the same tribe was slaughtered, which made those believers who had never harmed the demon feel terrified.
People always follow blindly. When faith is reduced to nothing but fear, the praise changes its meaning.
After killing a large number of practitioners, people regarded the Heavenly Demon as a scourge and dared not to contact it. What else could a giant creature that had the ability to kill humans be but a demon?
The young demon still retained its original human emotions, and it wanted to ask back:
It is obvious that someone among you is greedy. Can you kill me but I can't kill you?
The fault lies with man, and the consequences must be borne by man. What did it do wrong? !
But people began to fear, afraid that the demon would kill them at any time, and regarded it as a monster. Although they did not dare to express their disgust overtly, they secretly thought about how to drive it away.
All of this happened only because the Heavenly Demon had the blood of humans on his hands.
Blind people do not care about right or wrong, or cause and effect. They only remember that the celestial demon killed a large number of people and is a dangerous creature.
A murderer is despised by his own people, let alone a giant monster that is not of our species?
After being extremely disappointed, it gradually embarked on its own path.
It fell into extreme madness, its character became violent and suspicious, it gradually abandoned its original emotions and character as a human being, and disdained them, becoming a truly vicious celestial demon that dominated the entire ancient era.
The name that crowns the sky, the unrivaled demon in the world.
But in the midst of this recklessness, Tian Yao felt more and more empty inside. Even with the company of his good friends, he still felt alone.
A sensitive issue buried deep in its heart gradually came to light.
What if... I'm not Kunpeng, what if I were a more sacred creature, would they not be so afraid of me and suspicious of me?
Tian Yao knew that was a wrong mentality of taking chances, but he still smiled and told his friends that life was too boring and he wanted to transform into a dragon to find excitement.
After a lot of grievances, it went to extremes, slaughtered all the declining dragons, and became the only true dragon.
The celestial demon, who has reached the top level of combat power in the Three Realms, is able to look down on all living beings and act recklessly.
But along the way, time has passed and I have experienced so many things.
Those who tried to harm it had already been killed by it, and the remaining people could only feel fear and awe of the famous celestial demon.
Its heart had already changed. Looking at those weak people, it finally just sighed. It did not manifest its dragon body to try again, and gradually let go of its past grudges.
Human beings are such complex creatures. Deep within their roots, they contain both gentleness and kindness, as well as evil thoughts and evil intentions.
The mistake is that it didn't come in the form of a human being...
Not swinging the sword at weak creatures is the last bottom line that Tian Yao sets for himself as a time traveler, keeping in mind the little bit of humanity.
But this bottom line seems to be about to be broken in the modern world after the end of the ancient times.
The celestial demon suppressed his anger and sent out a clone to cooperate with An Yue to suppress the human practitioners who were slaughtering spiritual beasts in various places.
It still had some concerns and did not want to ruin Anshan's hard-earned reputation.
"Brother Li Yuan, I really don't know whether your choice is right or wrong. Brother, I...ah..."
The real body of the celestial demon stood on the top of Anshan Mountain, looking at Li Yuan who was sitting cross-legged under the Bodhi tree and practicing in seclusion, and then looked at Anyue who was peaceful and prosperous at the foot of the mountain, with a complicated expression.
If the celestial demon cannot kill all the evil people and evil thoughts in the world according to its character, then it will choose to stay away and never contact them again.
But Li Yuan’s philosophy seemed to be contrary to it, which made Tian Yao feel uncomfortable.
The breeze blows and the fallen leaves fly.
A faint Taoist rhythm surged, and the fallen leaves gradually formed two lines of small characters in front of the celestial demon.
【Protecting the world does not mean protecting only the human race. 】
[All spirits in the world are life. My way is not the way of the human race, but the way of humanity for all living beings. ]
Tian Yao was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said, "No, brother... So what do you mean, do you want to kill me or not?"
Li Yuan, who was standing under the Bodhi tree, slowly opened his eyes, and the aura on his body became deeper and more mysterious.
He exhaled a breath of clear air, auspicious light bloomed around him, and strange visions emerged.
"kill."
"But... we can't kill them."