The Devil Ancestor Is Me

At the time, he had been too severely injured and lost part of his memories. He took someone as his master, then rose again.

Yet in the end, just as history recorded, he was defeated once more.

But this time, the power he carried was even more terrifying, his foundation even more dreadful—the foundation of Great Devil Heaven.

"Both," the Devil Ancestor said calmly, with a trace of pride in his tone.

As soon as those words fell, Ghost Emperor Tianluo's expression changed drastically, disbelief written all over his face.

The two Devil Ancestors were actually the same person!

Just then, a voice rang out, calm and distant. "Devil Ancestor, come. Let us see what there is to discuss."

It was Fengdu's voice.

Tianluo was still steeped in shock. He had never imagined that the two Devil Ancestors would be one and the same.

The Devil Ancestor gave a soft laugh, and his figure vanished from where he stood.

At the deepest point of Nine Netherworld lay Fengdu's place of slumber.

There was no light here, no darkness—only endless power of reincarnation.

Fengdu Supreme Deity sat in the void, the radiance of reincarnation flowing around him.

He was not asleep—or rather, his slumber was merely what the outside world had been told. His eyes were open as he looked at the Devil Ancestor, his gaze as calm as still water.

After meeting Fengdu, the Devil Ancestor's first words were:

"This invasion by the two Chaoses may well be meant to clear out you and the Dao Ancestor. You and the Dao Ancestor have already become thorns in the hearts of the masters of the two Chaoses. And the war between the two Chaoses is also tempering those below."

Fengdu's expression did not change upon hearing this.

The Dao Ancestor was