Chen Yindu imitated young Chen Shi to perfection, but the words he spoke made Green Goat, Sha Qiutong, and the others shudder.
Destroy the true gods.
Destroy this world.
Forge a new era.
No matter which sentence it was, it filled them with fear.
If these words came from anyone else, it would be at most a child arguing about the sun—though possessing strange phrasing, it would lack any workable method.
Yet the speaker was the child scholar who had obtained the innate Dao embryo, an existence viewed by everyone as a prodigy, so they could not afford to take him lightly.
He's even more wicked than me, Created Being Xiao Wu thought.
Then he thought to himself, As expected of my son.
"Is the method little ten mentioned for evilizing true gods really feasible?" the celestial fox inquired.
Chen Yindu replied, "I have deduced it. It is feasible."
Everyone fell silent.
"That is why, after I revived him, I sealed his memories." Chen Yindu's expression grew dim.
Back then, he had rescued Chen Shi's soul and sat by his grandson's bed, watching Chen Shi fall into a deep slumber. His face was lit in shifting light and shadow by the candlelight in the room, and he could never make up his mind whether to do it.
Chen Shi had his Dao embryo stolen, died, and sank into the underworld as a ghost. He had suffered a great deal, growing a monstrous resentment, and his demonic nature had grown heavier and heavier.
The ghosts, monsters, gods, and demons he encountered either wanted to kill him or use him. This harsh environment forced him to rapidly transform from the innocent and carefree child scholar he once was into a demon hundred times more terrifying than Created Being Xiao Wu.
Chen Yindu