There was a ck mist behind him.


    He thought, ''Hmm... Why is it exactly the same as when I received the inheritance?''


    "You are......?"


    "Murdoch!"


    "What the hell?"


    Ryan fell to the ground as if struck by lightning.


    He thought, ''Murdoch? That''s the legendary devil! No wonder this sword has such a strong evil energy."


    "Ryan, you have the blood of the Demon God Zarmuth. You should restore the Zarmuth Tribe. If you want this sword, you must activate the Demon God''s blood in your body. I can help you. Are you willing?" Murdoch''s voice was mellow and maic. It sounded enticing.


    However, Ryan was not a woman. Instead, he was even a little jealous of Murdoch''s voice. He said solemnly, "Don''t fool me. My ancestor is Immortal Taavon, and he''s an Ancient Immortal!" Murdoch sneered, "Taavon is my great-great-grandson. He had the same blood too. Ancient Immortal, my foot!"


    With that, the ck mist transformed into a young and handsome man in ck robes. He looked at the sky with his hands behind his back. He had a look of disdain in his eyes.


    Ryan instantly felt great pressure.


    This wretched man lived in ancient times. His status was on par with great emperors.


    Murdoch turned around and looked at Ryan. "Ancient Immortal... is just a realm in cultivation. In our time, I was considered an immortal too!"


    Ryan said with a smile, "You''re the devil. Those great emperors of the past are the immortals!"


    "Fuck!"


    Murdoch kicked Ryan away, then he pulled Ryan back with telekinesis. His big cold hands strangled Ryan''s throat. "If it weren''t for the fact that you''re my descendant, I would''ve squeezed you to death!"


    Ryan''s face turned pale. He said with great difficulty, "Even if I die, I don''t want to be the devil who destroys humanity!"Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    Murdoch let go, and his eyes dimmed. "So, I am a devil in your eyes!"


    Ryan coughed. "Of course! In all records, there were mythical gods who created the sky, the humans, and great emperors who ruled the world. Murdoch of the Zarmuth Tribe coveted the Central ins andunched the Stampede Dispute!" When Murdoch heard this, heughed in exasperation. "The winner takes all, the loser is the viin. History is written by the victor. No wonder you''ve misunderstood!"


    "Misunderstood?" Ryan looked at Murdoch in confusion. "What do you mean?"


    Murdoch shook his head. "There''s nothing else to say. A loss is a loss. I don''t have much time. Do you want this god-ying sword?"


    Ryan looked at Murdoch''s deep eyes


    and hesitated He felt that Murdoch was not as bad as recorded in the book. Moreover, was Murdoch not jointly killed by the King of the Sun and Emperor Terra? Why did he appear in Immortal Falls? Could Murdoch have also participated in the war between the gods of the West and the Ancient Immortals of Drakonia?


    The Battle of Immortal Falls took ce 1,600 years ago, and the legendary Murdoch probably died more than 5,000 years ago.


    "I did participate in the Battle of Immortal Falls. The King of the Sun and Emperor Terra were there too!~~ More than 5,000 years ago, the


    Stampede Dispute was just an


    ordinary dispute between different


    stances. The world back then was divided into three parts.


    "Are you able to judge what''s right and wrong? Who canpletely represent justice? It''s just a different stance between parties! Whether it''s the devil''s path or the Immortal arts, good and evil are just a matter of thoughts, including in the current world. Do you think the people you see as good are truly good people?"


    Murdoch stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes filled with the weariness of life.


    Ryan squinted his eyes as he pondered Murdoch''s words.


    Murdoch was right. In today''s society, there were many sanctimonious people whose hearts were as dirty as sewers.


    Politicians, businessmen, martial artists, and even the average person...


    Everyone had good and evil thoughts, but truly good people knew self-restraint. Hypocritical people knew how to pretend to be good while evil people magnified their evil thoughts infinitely. After hesitating for a moment, Ryan said, "I believe you..."