Little Seven was supposed to be the princess of the demon tribe, destined for a life of smooth sailing and respect. However, due to the rebellion within the demon tribe and their allegiance to the newly ascended demon emperor, Little Seven's life turned into a tragedy.
From being a princess, she was reduced to a pitiable being cursed by bloodline.
All of this was thanks to the betrayal of the demon tribe.
Chu Yang harbored deep hatred for the demon tribe. If not for them, how could Little Seven have suffered so much? He vowed to make the demon tribe pay for all the suffering they caused Little Seven, making them repent in hell!
At this moment, Chu Yang's aura became extremely terrifying. The quasi-emperor's formidable presence surged like a tidal wave, engulfing the entire area.
Countless laws of the heavens transformed into divine lights, weaving around Chu Yang, creating an awe-inspiring scene.
Chu Yang's eyes changed continuously, becoming distinctly black and white, resembling the wheel of life and death, slowly rotating.
The dreadful aura of death enveloped the entire Heavenly Demon Mountain, piercing through space with apocalyptic light, freezing time and space.
Arrows of death tore through the spatial barriers, targeting the supreme demon beings.
Boom!
A deafening roar exploded, waves of sound spreading outwards. The touch of the laws of death drained all life from anything it contacted, turning them into dry bones.
All living beings around were stripped of their vitality by the laws of death, transforming into skeletons.
The black aura of death spread like a plague among the demon tribe. The once imposing supreme demons were no exception; their life force was drained, turning them into skeletons upon contact with the laws of death.
Furthermore, countless demon beasts surged towards Chu Yang from all directions like a tide.
However, Chu Yang's gaze remained unfazed.
The aura of death continued to spread from Chu Yang's body, the black mist acting like the reaper's scythe, silently harvesting the lives of the demon tribe's powerhouses.
Piercing screams and the sound of bodies exploding echoed in the air.
Countless demon beings exploded into blood mist in mid-air.
Whether saint-level or supreme-level demons, none could withstand Chu Yang for even a moment. They couldn't even get close to him before turning into a pool of blood, falling from the sky.
The thick scent of blood filled the heavens and earth, the blood mist reaching the skies, making it unbearable.
The crimson blood stained the entire land, creating an endless sea of blood that enveloped the entire Heavenly Demon Mountain.
The towering mountains around collapsed one by one.
The terrifying waves of blood, like a tsunami, swallowed everything around them.
In the endless sea of blood, countless demon corpses were buried, forming mountains of bodies that were horrifying to behold.
Severed limbs were scattered everywhere, and the stench of decay was suffocating.
Thousands of demon beings bled the skies that day, vanishing from the world.
Countless resentful spirits loomed, making the Heavenly Demon Mountain resemble a hellish Shura field.
Even after a thousand years, these spirits could not be resolved, potentially turning the Heavenly Demon Mountain into a place filled with sinister resentment.
Despite the endless slaughter of the demon tribe, Chu Yang's expression remained unchanged.
Dressed in pristine white, not a speck of dust touched him. Despite the countless demons rushing at him, none could approach without being blasted into a blood mist.
Chu Yang continued to walk deeper into the Heavenly Demon Mountain with a determined gaze, his boundless killing intent sweeping the heavens.
The Cultivators' Shock
The cultivators witnessing the sea of corpses were all terrified and trembling.
Even they would feel extremely uncomfortable after such a massacre, but the Emperor's face showed no emotion.
"Is this the truth behind the Emperor's massacre of the demon tribe?" one cultivator exclaimed.
"No wonder. This time, to deal with the Emperor, the demon tribe suffered countless losses of saints and supreme beings, severely depleting their strength, making it hard for them to regain their former glory."
"The Emperor has boundless hatred for the demon tribe, but we never understood where this hatred came from. Now it seems that the Emperor hated the entire demon tribe because of a single demon. He even massacred the demon tribe for that demon fox!"
The cultivators fell silent.
The image of the Emperor in their minds was one of unrestrained brutality, a scourge of all living beings, and a perpetrator of bloodshed.
His actions seemed entirely without cause, driven purely by his own savagery.
Because of this, the Emperor bore countless accusations and infamy. The massacre of the demon tribe was just one of them.
However, they never imagined that the so-called massacre of the demon tribe was for this reason!
The cultivators were at a loss for words.
If they put themselves in the Emperor's shoes, facing the same situation, perhaps they too would have chosen to slaughter the demon tribe.
The little fox and he had depended on each other, living and dying together, mutually redeeming each other. After enduring so much, they had finally managed to survive.
Yet, they were betrayed by the demon tribe, with the little fox dying at the hands of her own kin.
The Emperor had not gone completely mad and slaughtered the entire Wanling Continent, which was already commendable.
Now, it seemed that everything the Emperor had done was reasonable. If this earned him the reputation of a butcher, it was truly unjust.
Bai Xiaoqi's eyes welled up, murmuring to herself, "So this was the truth back then. The demon tribe's downfall happened this way, and you bore such infamy for the Heavenly Fox tribe."
She felt a sense of irony. Everything the Emperor did was for their tribe, yet she had hated him for thousands of years because of it.
For the entire demon tribe, the Emperor was their mortal enemy, a villain of the highest order.
But this did not mean Bai Xiaoqi or the Heavenly Fox tribe had the right to hate the Emperor!
Without the Emperor's intervention, the Heavenly Fox tribe might have been extinct long ago, let alone their later rise.
The Heavenly Fox's current status within the demon tribe was all thanks to the Emperor.
However, Bai Xiaoqi's expression soon turned cold again.
Even though everything the Emperor did was for the Heavenly Fox tribe, why did he later turn on her mother?
Moreover, he suppressed her for a thousand years, subjecting her to immense suffering.
Because of her mother's hatred, Bai Xiaoqi could only walk this path of enmity against the Emperor.
Only by completely eradicating the Emperor could her mother be freed from suppression and avoid further suffering.
Thus, her true enmity with the Emperor stemmed primarily from this, with the massacre of the demon tribe being a minor cause.