I’m Really a Villain - Chapter 1317: There is No Inheritance Here, The Heavenly Dao Does Not Care

“If anyone makes a mistake, I will not be lenient.”

The people of the Demon Race around were all silent as cicadas in winter.

Demon Sound Elder looked around and nodded in satisfaction.

Suddenly, with a wave of his big hand, it seemed like a Void Gate opened, and the Demonic Qi above began to surge.

A beam of dawn descended from it, and where the light shone, an undulating Avenue to Heaven formed.

The avenue was black, and the surrounding void was also black.

The void around it began to ripple, and started to collapse, with the silhouette of demons beginning to appear.

These demons clawed and fanged, looking exceptionally fierce.

“Please go in, everyone,” Demon Sound Elder said.

The crowd divided into teams of five, and began to sprint towards the Void Gate.

“Let’s hold hands; when the time comes, we will be transmitted together,” Wang Li, appearing to have some understanding, said.

The few did not object, each holding hands, and stepped into the Void Gate.

This Void Gate was quite different from the usual void traversal; it was very gentle, like being in the ocean.

The waves moved forward, lightly brushing against the palms.

The feeling was very comfortable.

The next moment, the vision in front disappeared, and Xu Zimei’s group landed on solid ground.

Just as they entered, before anyone could speak, a demon pounced on them.

Xu Jiamo, with quick eyes and hands, directly slaughtered the demon.

The group then began to look around.

In fact, although they had done sufficient research before coming in, this was actually their first time here.

The width of the avenue before them was quite broad, a hundred meters wide, but as for the length, it was impossible to see the end.

As Wang Li said, no one has reached the end here.

The surrounding void was a black nothingness.

Like the great mouth of a giant beast, silently roaring, seeming able to devour everything.

Xu Zimei bent down and gently touched the Demonic Path beneath with his hand.

He closed his eyes and felt for a moment, sensing the power of the Principles from within.

This Evil Demon must have been a Great Saint in the past, otherwise, he wouldn’t have comprehended the Principles.

“It is the Principles of void and demonic skills,” Xu Zimei felt closely again.

Then he chuckled softly, “It seems this Evil Demon was also quite an interesting person.”

To comprehend two Principles simultaneously, he must have been extraordinary in life.

“How do we find the legacy?” Xu Zimei asked, looking at Wang Li and a few others.

“Just keep walking along the Demonic Path, if luck is good, you might meet it,” Wang Li said.

“This way of searching is no different from a headless fly,” Xu Zimei said.

“But we have no choice, mainly because this Demonic Path is not like other legacy lands,” Xu Jiamo said helplessly.

“If there was a better way, why wouldn’t we try it.”

“You are in luck, I happen to have an object that can specifically search for things, let me try,” Xu Zimei took out the Traceless and said.

“Brother Xu also has such an ability, knowing the Divination Path,” the group rejoiced and smiled.

Xu Zimei nodded slightly; in fact, he was not interested in the legacy of this Wicked Demon.

He came here only to befriend the lower level of the Demon Race to inquire about their current thoughts.

The compass of the Traceless rotated above, and Xu Zimei was enveloped in Demonic Qi, causing the compass to spin rapidly.

“This compass of Brother Xu looks special,” Xu Jiamo said enviously.

“Just the celestial stem and terrestrial branch markings, along with Bagua and Ying-yang, show it is no ordinary item.”

“Don’t harbor any ill intentions,” Wang Li gave Xu Jiamo a glance and warned.

“Brother Xu is our friend.”

Xu Jiamo chuckled dryly; his father was also the Mountain Master of Seventy-two Mountains.

Although not highly ranked, it was rare for anyone to dare bully him usually, and the act of robbing was not uncommon.

“Rest assured,” Xu Jiamo nodded.

The Traceless spun, constantly floating.

It turned for three incense sticks’ worth of time before slowly stopping.

Xu Zimei frowned slightly because the Traceless found nothing.

If there really was a legacy, according to reason, it should not have stumped the Traceless.

Knowing that even the legacy lands set by Ancient Gods, the Traceless could penetrate.

How could it be impossible to find a Great Saint’s legacy?

“Brother Xu, how was it?” Wang Li asked upon seeing Xu Zimei open his eyes.

“Nothing was detected,” Xu Zimei shook his head.

“This compass of yours seems useless,” Xu Jiamo joked on the side.

“There is simply no legacy here,” Xu Zimei shook his head and said.

The Traceless would not fail; the reason could only be this.

“Brother Xu, don’t joke, the legacy left by the Evil Demon ancestor surely cannot be false?” Wang Li laughed.

“My Traceless isn’t false either,” Xu Zimei shook his head and said.

“In my opinion, we should keep searching,” Xu Jiamo suggested.

“There’s seven days anyway, looking doesn’t harm.”

Several people nodded; in truth, they all coveted the legacy, none believed Xu Zimei’s words.

They began to proceed along the Demonic Path; on this journey, encountered many demons.

At the beginning, the group could still cope, with ease.

Unfortunately, later, these demons grew increasingly strong, even gathering in hundreds and thousands.

Along the way, after much killing, the group was exhausted and wounded.

“How many days have passed?” Wang Li looked at several people and asked.

“Over six days already,” Xu Jiamo said gloomily.

“It seems this legacy is not meant for us.”

The group was somewhat fatigued and simply did not move forward, each lying on the Demonic Path to rest.

“Do you have dreams?” At this moment, Xu Zimei suddenly spoke and asked.

“Dreams, why would Brother Xu ask such a silly question?” Xu Jiamo laughed.

“Of course, we all want to become powerful, otherwise why search for this legacy?”

“Then do you know our Demon Race’s history?” Xu Zimei asked again.

“Brother Xu asked the right person,” Wang Li laughed.

“Our Demon Race, you know, was once very strong.

Rumor has it in the Nine Domains, no matter who sees us, they’re immensely respectful.”

“Then why did it decline later?” Xu Zimei asked again.

“It’s said the Demon Lord died, and part of our tribe was exiled and sealed,” Wang Li sighed.

“Only we were left here.”

“Do you know who killed the Demon Lord?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Who else could it be, of course…,” Wang Li was interrupted halfway by Xu Jiamo.

“Brother Wang, be cautious,” Xu Jiamo reminded.

It’s said those truly powerful beings, even if someone calls their name in heart.

They would sense it and follow the River of Fate over.

Not to mention Heavenly Dao.

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