The Last Words of Taishang Heavenly Demon (Third Update)

Among the ten divine weapons on the first page of the Lord of Six Paths Samsara's Compendium of Peerless Divine Weapons, if Meng Qi had the chance to choose, the ones he'd least want were the Demon Emperor's Claw and the Nether Sea Sword. Weapons tied to evil demons and Evil Gods of the highest realm could pollute their wielder with the slightest lapse, subtly changing and twisting their personality and mind until they were no longer themselves, but copies of the Demon Emperor and Heavenly Killer Daoist. The thought alone sent a chill down his spine, and he wanted nothing to do with them.

So at that moment, instead of feeling his heart leap with excitement and longing, Meng Qi grew even more wary. How could a demonic weapon of this rank not have some nasty trick up its sleeve?

He passed the Evil Emperor and continued onward. After winding upward for a few turns, he saw the mist roiling and parting once more, just as he'd expected. A figure stood with his hands behind his back beside the path, gazing down at the hazy depths. His profile was stern and sharply defined, with short, thick brows and slightly sunken eyes. His gaze held an indescribably extreme cast. His clothes and bearing were no longer those of the early Medieval Era; there was a hint of refined elegance about him.

He turned his head slightly, revealing a black Demonic Mark between his brows. One of the hands clasped behind his back was large and sinister, steeped in bloodshed, slaughter, and depravity. Its strange patterns made the eyes swim.

"The Demon Emperor's Claw, 'Taishang Heavenly Demon' Wu Daoming..." Having seen the earlier examples, Meng Qi identified the figure without the slightest difficulty from the records in history books and ancient