The rock python that was about to step into the broken ground stopped because of Pang Jian's words.
He raised his head and looked at the white fox that had transformed into a human with a pleading look.
He knew that the white fox was resourceful and might be able to help him preserve the last head of the Nine-Headed Ancestor.
"It is indeed too difficult to hide this from a true human god."
The white fox demon king turned into a beautiful woman with picturesque eyebrows, enchanting temperament and elegant manners.
Her delicate body was wrapped in a silver-gray robe, and her figure was graceful.
In this void adjacent to the boundary wall, only the dead and silent "World Tree" was not shrouded in strange fog.
This is also consistent with the forbidden land of Juetian.
The enchanting body of the White Fox Demon King was originally in the empty void, and at this moment she suddenly took a step forward.
With one step, he nimbly passed over the motionless body of the Ice Sculpture King and stopped on a branch as thick as a mountain range.
Her eyes, full of spirituality, looked at the huge body of God, and felt the power that shocked her.
"Since he has seen it, then I will show him the last head of the ancestor."
The white fox said calmly.
The rock python hesitated and stammered, "This head of the ancestor is different from the other nine. If this head is cut off, the ancestor will really die."
"Listen to me and show him." The white fox persuaded softly.
"All right."
The rock python agreed obediently.
This giant python, which was gray all over and nearly a thousand feet long, swam back.
When it reached the vicinity of Pang Jian's divine body, the ninth-level rock python opened its mouth and spit out its tongue.
His snake tongue was spread out like a flat piece of flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood fibers on the neck of the last surviving bird head of the nine-headed bird demon god were stuck together with its snake tongue.
This bird head is hanging on to its life by the blood and flesh on his tongue.
When it opened its mouth and spit out its tongue, the rock python could no longer speak.
When the last nine-headed bird's head appeared in front of Pang Jian, it exuded an aura that was completely different from the nine heads of the nine-headed bird demon god that had been chopped off.
The eyes of this bird-head were surprisingly calm and gentle, full of kindness and love.
He is naturally intelligent, but he does not have extraordinary strength. He roots his neck in the rock python's tongue, like a tree growing in suitable soil.
Looking at this majestic and magnificent body of a strange god shrouded in colorful divine light, he whispered, "You are Pang Jian, right?"
There was a kind smile in his eyes, and his voice was gentle and pleasant. Before Pang Jian could speak, he apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I must have caused you a lot of trouble."
Pang Jian was stunned.
Breaking through the fierce gale layer, the nine-headed bird demon god suddenly appeared before his eyes. The breath emanating from each bird head made him feel uncomfortable.
The nine-headed bird demon god gave him the feeling of being dark, vicious, cruel and cold.
He was a treacherous monster who repaid kindness with enmity.
The three remaining bird heads above Yunze still gave him the same feeling.
In short, the nine-headed bird demon god in his impression was a manifestation of all evil.
In order to achieve his goal, the Nine-headed Bird Demon God would do anything, including forming an alliance with Luo Hongyan and then raiding Pang Ling while seriously injured.
This is a person who is untrustworthy, ungrateful, insidious and vicious.
He thought that the last bird head hidden in the strange fog in the far north by the nine-headed bird demon must be the same.
With preconceived prejudices in mind, I suddenly saw the last bird head, felt his breath, saw the kindness in his eyes, and the gentleness in his words...
Pang Jian was stunned for a moment.
"The one I met was not of the same species as you."
After holding it in for a long time, Pang Jian said with a surprised look on his face: "If he was like you, maybe in the second world, when there was still Qianli Yunze, I would have spared his life."
Pang Jian still called the demon bird with nine heads chopped off "He", which meant that he didn't think it was a demon god.
“The human heart, the heart of all things, has both good and evil sides.”
"And I am a special creature who strictly distinguishes between good and evil, and has independent thinking and individual wisdom."
The head of the nine-headed bird patiently explained: "I have ten heads, but nine is the limit for all things. The nine heads you cut off are my nine evils, representing my various evil deeds."
"When there are nine evils and one good, I can survive in this world. When there are nine good and one evil, I can also survive in this world."
"Many years ago, when I was rescued by your father, I used nine virtues to suppress one evil, so that the head representing my evil would never be born."
"At that time, what I did was recognized by your father. For me, he opened up this world and transplanted the last dying world tree from the fifth world."
"We are a group of poor demons, lucky enough to survive in this hidden world. We have lived and worked here in peace and contentment for many years."
The last bird head sighed bitterly.
"I wanted to do more for the demon race, so when I was strong enough, I went out a few times. I was killed a few times, and every time I died, when I accumulated strength again and grew a bird head, good and evil would be confused."
"Sometimes, I can overcome one evil with nine good things, and sometimes all the new bird heads are evil."
"Good and evil have always been changing and not determined by my will. In recent years, evil has been dominant, and I was promoted to a demon god during this period."
"During this period, my behavior is completely different from before. I am the only good person and I am powerless to interfere with the nine evils."
The last surviving bird head of the Nine-headed Bird, under the encouraging gaze of the White Fox, told Pang Jian about the strange events that had happened to him.
Pang Jian, who originally wanted to cut the Gordian knot and get rid of this last bird head to prevent future troubles and make room for Xiao Hei as the demon god, was silent because of these words.
After a long while, Pang Jian said in a deep voice: "My father..."
"When he was still here, even my nine heads filled with evil thoughts were relatively peaceful. He said that he sensed that there would be a great catastrophe in Purgatory, a horrific catastrophe that was different from the past."
"He said he wanted to go out and take a look, and said he wanted to find a way to deal with it, so he left."
"But he never came back."
The last head of the nine-headed bird thought and said, "When he was here, he saw that my other nine heads had other ideas. In fact, when he confirmed that my nine heads were born with evil, they were suppressed by him."
"The Nine Evils should have been superior to the One Good, but because of his existence, the Nine Evils were always kept in check."
"And my kindness won him his trust and allowed me to play a leading role."
"After he left, he never came back, and the power that suppressed the Nine Evils was slowly worn away. Eventually, the Nine Evils broke free, and my kindness was imprisoned, becoming a backup plan for the Nine Evils to come back to life in the future."
The last bird head of the nine-headed bird knows everything and explains everything clearly.
Finally, he said, "You should kill me and completely eradicate people like me who are difficult to distinguish between good and evil, so that those demon gods who can truly lead the demon race forward can appear in the world."
"If I am alive and nine new heads grow out, I still cannot control whether they are good or evil."
After saying this, He prepared to be killed or cut into pieces.
The rock python opened its mouth so that Pang Jian could see the bird head on its tongue more clearly. The White Fox Demon King standing by knew that there was no other way, so he could only hope that Pang Jian could have compassion.
Whether it is nine evils and one good, or nine good things and one evil, they are all the nine-headed bird.
The newly born nine-headed bird cannot decide whether it is good or evil, and can only leave everything to fate.
Pang Jian, who understood the secret, hesitated for a moment, so he said, "First, go find Yuan Qi's pair of demon pupils and give them to me."
"Wait a moment!" The White Fox Demon King flew away.
It took only a few breaths to go back and forth. The White Fox Demon King handed over a blue glass bottle and said respectfully, "The demon pupil is inside!"
With a quick scan with his spiritual sense, Pang Jian knew that inside the glass bottle was indeed Yuan Qi's dug-out eyeball.
After he received it, he thought about communicating with the queen bee and ordered her to send a bee insect over.
Also in the strange fog, just one is at the top and the other is at the bottom, with no barrier in between.
The queen bee and the bees have a connection with him, so they should be able to find him easily.
Soon, a bee worm began to sink from the strange fog outside the forbidden area of the second realm.
Keep sinking.
At the same time, Pang Jian concentrated his mind and energy, communicating with the black tortoise in the rocky ground in the depths of the strange fog in the far north.
After being promoted to an immortal soul, his and those creatures that could connect with him had a greatly enhanced perception of existence.
In the world of purgatory filled with strange fog, he slowly sensed the black turtle, and then asked the old black turtle for help at the cost of greatly consuming his energy.
He told the truth about what the last nine-headed bird's head had said.
He didn't believe in the nine-headed bird, but he believed in the old black turtle.
“I can’t tell whether it’s true or not.”
"My life is longer and more profound than that of Tian Feng, Long Xiao, and Yuan Snake. I am one of the earliest ancient monsters."
"I have experienced the rise of alien races and witnessed the rise of humans. I have seen too many strange and bizarre events."
"But after all, I haven't recovered to level 10 yet, and I haven't been able to recover all my lost memories. I do have some impression of the nine-headed bird, but it's not a particularly deep impression, which is strange."
"I know he has ten heads in total, but nine are evil and one is good, or nine are good and one is evil. I have no memory of that."
"Logically speaking, I should know about this alternative and special demon race."
"Strange, really strange..."
The old black turtle was beneath the shattered ground, searching for his memories in agony, with countless memories flashing through his eyes.
"My memories of the nine-headed bird and the memories of the previous world god mostly overlap. There is also a legend of the nine-headed bird in Purgatory, but I have never seen the legendary nine-headed bird. This is not right."
"The nine-headed birds in the legend should have existed in the same era as me, but I have no recollection of it. The only nine-headed bird I remember is this one, and it appeared with your father."
"… "
Perhaps it was because his bloodline had not recovered to level ten, so forcing him to recall all of his past was too difficult for him.
The information revealed by the old black turtle and the words he said were somewhat confusing and unclear.
"He appeared with my father, and there is indeed a nine-headed bird in the legend of Purgatory, but Old Black Turtle is the demon god that spans all legendary eras, but he has no impression of the nine-headed bird."
"So, could this nine-headed bird that suddenly appeared be... an alien species?"
"Is it a nine-headed bird from outside of Purgatory? Was it brought into Purgatory by my father in some way?"
"Like the Hell Soul Bee?"
Pang Jian was shocked.
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(End of this chapter)