Chapter 658 - Evil God - Cultivation Online

"How do you like the scenery? Does it make your heart pound with excitement?" The handsome man suddenly asked him without looking away from the red sky.

Yuan coldly snorted, "Why are you showing up now? You didn't show up when I asked you to fight the Blood Sect."

The handsome man turned to look at him with red eyes and showed a grim smile, "Are you still angry that I killed those ants for you? You must have wanted to kill them yourself, but you didn't have the courage, so I had to give you a slight push."

Yuan frowned at his words.

"Angry? Of course, I am angry! However, it's not because you killed those people! I am angry because you possessed my body without my permission!"

"First it was the Divine Paragon, now it's you!"

Yuan expressed his concerns regarding their possession.

And to his surprise, the handsome man actually began laughing.

"Possessed? You think we possessed you? That is incorrect. We're not ghosts."

"Then how do you explain what happened?!"

"It's simple. You awakened your memories and began acting as though you were that person. You were the one who called upon us— not the other way around. The Divine Paragon took over your body because you wanted to defeat the demon. I took over your body because you wanted to kill those ants. It's as simple as that."

"N-No way…"

"It's the truth. We may have lived different lives, but in the end, we're all the same person. Don't be angry at me— us. It just means you're angry at yourself."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Yuan spoke in a questioning tone, "And who are you supposed to be?"

The handsome man suddenly stood up and turned to face him.

"People used to call me the Evil God. You can call me that as well. It has a nice ring to it."

"E-Evil God…?" Yuan was speechless.

"What did you do to acquire such an obnoxious title?"

"I killed people— a lot of people. If you piled all of the people I killed in one spot, it could easily reach the heavens. Don't you remember?" The handsome man showed a cold smug.

"Why? Why did you kill these people?"

"Why not? They were an eyesore, so I killed them, just like how you killed those disciples from the Blood Sect."

"That's completely different!"

"No, it's not, but you already know that. Good luck trying to convince yourself, little Evil God."

The Evil God disappeared after that sentence, and the scenery changed, showing Yuan some of the Evil God's memories.

However, none of these memories were pleasant, as they were all scenes of the Evil God slaying people. There was not a single memory that did not end up in someone dying to his hands.

Yuan looked at his own hands that were trembling in disbelief.

'I used to be the Evil God…? What an unfunny joke…' He sighed inwardly.

Eventually, the bloody memories ended, and the handsome man reappeared before him again.

However, it was not the Evil God.

"What do you think about your latest incarnation?" He asked with a mysterious smile hanging on his face.

"An unpleasant fellow that has no morals. He's completely different compared to you and the Divine Paragon."

The handsome man laughed out loud before speaking, "That's not entirely correct. In fact, we're not that different from each other. The Divine Paragon, the Evil God, me— and even you."

"What? That's not possible! I would never become an Evil God! He killed people because they were an eyesore!" Yuan frowned.

"You're only saying that because you don't remember everything. And if I recall correctly, didn't you kill a few thousand people without batting an eye not long ago? Why did you kill them? Because they threatened the safety of your friends?"

"That's right! If I didn't kill them, the Pang City would've been in danger!"

"Once again you're lying to me— to yourself. You killed them because they were an eyesore— because they were an inconvenience. Everything else is just an excuse."

The handsome man turned around and began walking away.

"If you want to learn more about yourself— about the reason for your existence, follow your bloodline.

"My bloodline…? You mean the Immortal Monarch Bloodline? What is so special about it?"

The handsome man shrugged at his question before disappearing from his sight.

Yuan woke up the next moment to find his body soaked in cold sweats.

"My bloodline, huh…"

"Are you okay, darling?" Chu Liuxiang's voice suddenly resounded beside him.

"Eh? Sorry, did I wake you up?"

"Well, you were just squirming around in your sleep, and it also looked like you were in pain."

"I had a nightmare…" He sighed.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"It's nothing serious. I saw many people getting killed. That's all."