The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

The young man from the Immortal Sect, the genius from the Demon Sect, who is the immortal and who is the demon?

Chen Fan didn't know, he was a little confused.

Is the young man from the Immortal Sect an immortal?

If so, why did he sneak attack his master and do something that was against his master and ancestors? Is this what people from the Immortal Sect do?

Is the genius from the Demon Sect a demon?

If so, why did he defeat the master of the Demon Sect and replace him in a dignified manner, instead of doing whatever it takes like the young man from the Immortal Sect?

When Chen Fan was confused, a road appeared in front of him again, the immortal road and the demon road.

One leads to the immortal, and the other leads to the demon.

Chen Fan struggled in his heart, struggling more than the first time he chose.

However, at this moment, Chen Fan thought of his senior sister Qin Yao, Qin Changkong, his parents, and his senior brothers and sisters from the Invincible Peak.

They are immortals, all in the Tianwu Continent.

There are also many of his relatives and friends, who are immortals.

He grew up in Tianwu Continent and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, just to achieve enlightenment and become an immortal one day!

This time, he still followed his heart and walked towards the immortal road.

An extremely heavy pressure suddenly descended and crushed him.

His body fell to the ground and rolled down the stairs.

However, he soon stabilized and got up with difficulty. He was still on the stairs. The Demon Mountain was still towering and standing in the sky, forever.

"Is it back again? If I choose the Demon Road, will I reach the Demon Mountain directly?"

Chen Fan raised his head and smiled bitterly, thinking in his heart, I'm afraid it won't be that simple.

He still followed his heart and walked forward all the way.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons is the belief of Ten Thousand Demons Island, the supreme existence. It is rumored that the stairs of the Demon Mountain are the thoughts of the first generation of the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons. Then, everything will have a fixed number.

The people who stepped on the stairs are not only him, Chen Fan, but more demon cultivators.

Then the demon cultivators would definitely not have the same scene as him.

Obviously, the test of the Demon Mountain Stairs varies from person to person.

From the moment he stepped onto the stairs, in the mind of the so-called Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, he was already transparent, a fairy, not a demon.

Chen Fan walked and walked, as if there would never be an end, and would never stop.

He was exhausted, but still firmly raised his feet and walked up. He had already set foot on the road to the Demon Mountain. He could only move forward, not backward.

He didn't know how long he had walked. Later, he had no strength at all. He just relied on his strong willpower to walk forward instinctively.

Even his consciousness gradually blurred, as if he was not climbing the Demon Mountain, but in a dream, a dream of cultivation.

In the dream, he continued to practice hard and became extremely powerful.

The Tianwu Continent was constantly changing, and the Ten Thousand Demon Island was also changing.

However, everything was peaceful. The immortal cultivators cultivated immortals and worked hard to become immortals, and the demon cultivators cultivated demons and worked hard to become giants of the demon path.

Until one day, a strong man from the Wanmo Island invaded the Tianwu Continent and brutally slaughtered a large force. Chen Fan seemed to have witnessed this annihilation with his own eyes.

The demon cultivators were extremely domineering and cruel. They killed madly, no matter who they were, they killed everyone, including the old, weak, sick and disabled.

A force with countless people was wiped out.

Chen Fan was extremely angry. He wanted to slaughter all the demon cultivators and kill them all without leaving a single one.

The group of murderous demon cultivators were unscrupulous and overbearing. They killed everyone who dared to stop them.

The demon cultivators were rampant and the people were suffering. Chen Fan wanted to eradicate Wanmo Island with his own strength.

Finally, the killing of the demon cultivators aroused the anger of the Tianwu Continent. The major top forces of the continent gathered and gathered the power of the continent to attack Wanmo Island.

They invaded Wanmo Island, and a mighty war broke out.

This was an extremely cruel war. The Wanmo Island was constantly defeated and defeated, and was killed all the way to the Demon Mountain.

In a mighty war between immortals and demons, the Tianwu Continent won, and the flames of war covered every corner of the Wanmo Island and every demon island.

Chen Fan's thoughts seemed to have turned into heaven and earth, and he could see every corner.

He saw the people of the Tianwu Continent begin to seize the spoils of victory. They were rampant on the major demon islands, killing the rulers of the demon islands, or enslaving them.

They plundered the resources on the demon islands, and they wantonly killed the demon cultivators of the Wanmo Island. They were the embodiment of justice and wanted to completely wipe out the dark demon cultivators.

In this picture, Chen Fan saw ordinary low-level demon cultivators being killed easily.

He saw an ordinary family living quietly, but was suddenly caught up in this storm of justice and was destroyed.

He saw too many cruel pictures, he even saw Xiaoyu, Madam Mo, the Demon King Xuan Ting and Princess Xuan Shitong.

The Demon King Xuan Ting fought back and was killed.

Xuan Shitong survived because of her beauty, but she was taken away by those righteous incarnations.

Chen Fan turned pale, and his heart was shaking very hard. He wanted to stop the storm.

When he saw the demon cultivators slaughtering the people of Tianwu Continent, he wanted to destroy them all because they shared the same hatred.

However, when he saw those righteous incarnations killing people, he began to doubt.

When he saw the Demon King Xuan Ting and Xuan Shitong, the shock in his heart reached its peak.

Because they were his friends, only when things happened to him would he have the strongest shock.

Those ordinary demon cultivators, those innocent and tragic demon cultivators, should they die?

What is the difference between these Tianwu Continent warriors who invaded Wanmo Island and the demon cultivators who killed in Tianwu Continent?

This picture continued, Wanmo Island was destroyed, and the real lives were charred and there were endless casualties.

He saw the earth dyed red with blood, and the water of the Endless Sea was dyed red with blood.

He saw the warriors of Tianwu Continent began to occupy Wanmo Island and divide Wanmo Island.

Then, those victorious people who shared the same hatred and the enemy started a civil war, and a new war broke out in a mighty way.

But this time, there were no more demon cultivators, but only a civil war between the warriors of Tianwu Continent.

There are forces that are constantly destroyed and forces that are constantly rising, and it will always be like this.

When the wheel of history rolls by, only piles of bones are left.

Chen Fan was confused and sighed.

He doubted the immortals, the demons, and even himself.

But at this moment, he found that all this was just a dream.

He even sat on the boulder to rest, as if he had never left.

The picture collapsed, everything was like a dream.

Chen Fan stood under the blue sky, looking up at the void.

In the void, a face seemed to appear, staring at him quietly, and then a voice sounded in his ear.

"What did you see?"

"I saw the essence of the world of cultivation. The battle will never end. Good and evil exist forever. As long as you live in this world of cultivation, you can't get away from it, let alone destroy it."

Chen Fan spoke slowly.

"Did you see the immortals and demons?"

The shadow asked again.

"In this world, there are no immortals and demons. Immortals and demons are determined by the heart."

Chen Fan sighed.