"Strongest evil thought? Shouldn't it be gluttony?" Zhang Chen asked.
The Black-Eyed Soul Devourer before him shook a finger. "My true body's strongest aspect was indeed the Devouring Path, but that does not mean gluttony, that negative emotion, was the strongest among the body's evil thoughts. On the contrary, because my master had brought the Devouring Path to its pinnacle, he possessed immense restraint over gluttony. Thus, gluttony and greed were considered the two weakest evil thoughts."
"True rule must be achieved through slaughter, and my true body experienced endless slaughter throughout his life. The Prehistoric Dynasty of the Prison Realm appeared peaceful and prosperous, but it was actually bought with the lives of more than seventy percent of the beings from the original Prison Realm. Of those seventy percent, at least thirty percent were personally killed by my true body. His wrathful, murderous nature was gradually born through killing those people."
"However, what gave rise to my true body's true rage, as well as me, this incarnation of rage, was a decision once made by the sovereign I followed."
Zhang Chen's expression changed. The sovereign mentioned by the Black-Eyed Soul Devourer could only be the Emperor. His memories contained a complete blank regarding this period of Prehistoric Dynasty history, so he asked, "What decision?"
"To kill my wife." Even after ten thousand years, the Black-Eyed Soul Devourer still found it difficult to restrain the rage in his heart when speaking of this matter.
"What?! Why would he make such a decision? What was the Emperor's purpose?"
The information Zhang Chen had heard was only that Soul Devourer had once proposed to the Emperor that, while the imperial dynasty stood at its height, they should use those conditions to keep pushing the nation forward and achieve a utopian perfect country.