From a sunny, cheerful young man to a gloomy, sinister Demon King, Demon Eye's transformation had been seamless, as though it were utterly natural.
It was as if he had always been someone with both righteous and evil sides.
Demon Eye's powerful upper-body muscles swelled, veins bulging beneath his skin. His expression turned fierce and savage, like a death god from hell.
He tried to break free from the camphor tree. The entire cell trembled from his struggle, and the canopy rustled violently.
"You've accumulated this much strength? That's impossible!" Dog Elder said in astonishment, his adorable canine face showing a humanlike shock.
Veins crawled across Demon Eye Heavenly King's cheeks, making him resemble a demonic war god. He curled up the left corner of his mouth.
"The Ancient War God's power comes from the soul, from willpower. As long as my fighting spirit remains unextinguished, my strength will never run dry!"
Dog Elder nodded in realization.
"So you've been secretly storing up your strength all along."
Then, a strange look flashed through his button-black eyes. "I knew Yuanshi Tianzun was important to you, but I didn't expect him to hold such a lofty place in your heart."
Over intelligence that had yet to be confirmed, he had already been enraged to the brink of losing his reason, even willing to expose power he had concealed for so long.
The "love and hate" of Evil Professions differed from that of ordinary people. Decades of friendship might mean nothing to them, yet a single exchanged glance or a moment of recognition could make them willing to risk their lives for someone.
Distorted and twisted.
Dog Elder said flatly, "Yuanshi Tianzun isn't dead!"
The trembling cell suddenly fell still. The canopy stopped swaying. Demon Eye Heavenly King froze for a moment, then