Hearing the Demon Lord's words, Li Xiaotian fell into silence, a flicker of desolation in his eyes. If even the Demon Lord couldn't solve the problem of the demon soldiers, and his own ability to resolve it after cultivating to the Heaven rank was merely a conjecture, did his brothers truly have no hope?
However, Li Xiaotian quickly cast aside these negative thoughts. Perhaps he was too impatient. With his current strength and vision, he couldn't solve the demon soldier issue. But when he truly became powerful, he might find a way.
While Li Xiaotian was silent, the Demon Lord was secretly observing him and couldn't help but be amazed. After all, he had traversed the entirety of the ancient era and seen all sorts of monstrous prodigies.
The invincible powerhouses of the ancient era, the woman from the Yue family who suppressed an era, the peerless great demons of the demon race—these were all figures from his era. Yet, upon careful observation of Li Xiaotian now, he couldn't help but click his tongue.
Even Li Xiaotian himself hadn't realized that the Demon Lord had just glimpsed his entire life in such a short time.
Born into the Li family of the secular world, his parents were killed when he was ten. As a child, he wandered through the war zones, then established the Dragon King Hall, becoming the strongest in the war zones. Afterward, he came into contact with ancient martial arts families. Without any prior cultivation knowledge, he forcefully suppressed the Ancient Martial Alliance.
Then came the opening of the Sea of Blood. Li Xiaotian could be said to be the first human in the current era to benefit from the great changes in heaven and earth. The Demon Lord clearly knew a great deal, as the ancient era had ended with the sealing of the Sea of Blood.
Therefore, when heaven and earth began to revive, the starting point was at the mouth of the Sea of Blood. Li Xiaotian, by chance, obtained the Heavenly Tablet and spent three months adrift in the Sea of Blood. His body, cleansed by the mutual energies of the Sea of Blood and the Heavenly Tablet, had all impurities purged, making his cultivation foundation exceptionally stable.
Moreover, the Demon Lord also discovered that Li Xiaotian's talent was terrifyingly high. He refined the Heavenly Tablet without any guidance and even comprehended the true purpose of the Heavenly Tablet several times. This was one thing, but what further surprised him was that after obtaining his inheritance, Li Xiaotian could consistently suppress the influence of the demonic cultivation.
If it weren't for the immense stimulation he received this time, the influence of the demonic cultivation would have likely remained suppressed, and the Demon Lord himself wouldn't have had the opportunity to awaken.
The primary reason the Demon Lord had called Li Xiaotian a fool earlier was because he was angered by him.
"Tsk tsk, could this little fellow be the darling of heaven and earth in this era? A son of destiny? Does this mean this seat found a suitable successor, and it was worth it?"
The Demon Lord mused internally. With the arrival of every golden age, countless geniuses and prodigies would be born. But among these, there would be one or two individuals who far surpassed everyone else, becoming the sole protagonist of that era.
The Demon Lord seemed to have some understanding. No wonder the other party had broken into his barrier, obtained his inheritance, and even revived him. Logically, the time for his revival that he had predicted was several thousand years later than this.
It seemed fated. The Demon Lord pondered, a daring thought forming in his mind.
However, in the next moment, the Demon Lord became vigilant, daring not to deduce further. Li Xiaotian's various experiences could be said to encompass all the most heaven-defying fortuitous encounters in this world so far. This was a sign of a son of destiny, but it could also be a deliberate arrangement by some powerful entity.
After all, he had suffered greatly. When he was sleeping, he thought everything was foolproof. But in the end, a powerful enemy had silently broken into his sleeping grounds and forcefully killed him.
He was at the peak of the Heaven rank back then, even touching the threshold of invincibility. Yet, he ended up like this due to miscalculation.
And now, only a wisp of his consciousness remained, his strength less than one-ten-thousandth of its former glory. What he could deduce was uncertain, and it might even be a calculation deliberately made by someone to mislead him.
"Senior?" Li Xiaotian suddenly spoke, bringing the Demon Lord back to his senses.
"What is it?"
"Senior, you said you only have a wisp of consciousness left, but there's still a chance for final revival. If some people have already died, and their strength is very weak, can they…?" Li Xiaotian asked tentatively, harboring a hidden expectation. Before he could finish, the Demon Lord interrupted him.
"Are you saying there's a way to revive those who have died?"
"Yes!"
"Heh heh, you're thinking too much. Those who have died are dead. They can't be revived at all. Even if you perform heaven-defying acts to revive them, it's uncertain whether they would still be the same people after revival."
The Demon Lord said sinisterly, his tone somewhat cold, then continued.
"As for this seat, it's because this seat possessed heaven-defying means. The wisp of consciousness that was preserved was essentially alive. In your modern terms, it still had vitality. You must understand that life and death are opposites; they cannot be transformed."
"This seat isn't truly dead, you could say more than half of me is dead. But as long as this wisp of vital consciousness remains, there's a chance for this seat to fully revive."
"And those you're asking about, can you be sure they have this seat's means? That they preserved a wisp of vital consciousness?"
"Senior, but the ancestor of the Tian family, wasn't he completely annihilated in the ancient era? He's already dead, so why did he come back to life?"
Li Xiaotian was somewhat unwilling. The great changes in heaven and earth had turned many legendary tales into reality, so why couldn't the resurrection of the dead come true?
"Heh heh, Qiong, are you sure the revived Qiong is the real Qiong?" the Demon Lord asked with a cold, strange laugh.
The revived Qiong wasn't the real Qiong? Li Xiaotian was stunned, not understanding what the Demon Lord meant. If the revived Qiong wasn't the real Qiong, why would the Tian family go to such lengths to revive their ancestor?
Suddenly, Li Xiaotian recalled the situation when the Tian family ancestor returned. Gu Qing and others had intervened, saying that Qiong was an illusory existence and should not descend to the current world. And the bronze ancient coffin that had ultimately killed the Tian family ancestor had also said, "Qiong, returning without permission! Causing great disaster!"
Li Xiaotian frowned. At that time, he hadn't paid attention to what Gu Qing and the bronze ancient coffin had said. But thinking about it now, the difference was too great. Death and illusory existence, resurrection and returning to the current world—these sounded similar, but upon deeper reflection, the difference was indeed significant.
"Heh heh, kid, don't overthink it. You'll know everything when you break through to the Heaven rank. Knowing too much now won't do you any good."
The Demon Lord chuckled mockingly. There were some things he dared not say in his current state. If he were still at his peak, he might have told Li Xiaotian everything, but now he couldn't risk being detected and attracting attention.
"This world is more complex than you see. The revival of heaven and earth brings opportunities, but it also brings disasters, doesn't it?"