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Chapter 928, Section 923: The Devil's Temptation (Seeking monthly votes~)

Judging from what these martial artists are saying, it's clear that Tian Yao is currently under some kind of surveillance; at the very least, he can't say anything that would harm the martial arts world.

If the Heavenly Demon were to attempt such a thing, the Divine Fist would likely descend directly from the sky.

Similarly, this also means that the Heavenly Demon does indeed possess knowledge that threatens the martial world, which means that he still has a relatively clear mind, allowing him to retain this dangerous knowledge.

Therefore, it is not difficult to deduce that no matter what the reason, God Fist did not erase his knowledge. And since the dangerous information was not cleared away, the safer knowledge must have been preserved as well.

Including the precious martial arts in his mind.

Perhaps this is why the Divine Fist placed him here. This is also an opportunity for many martial artists, who may be able to obtain powerful martial arts from the past from the Heavenly Demon.

Ma En immediately spoke to the young martial artist beside him:
"But he also has precious martial arts knowledge in his mind."

As expected, the young man's expression turned serious:
"Yes, but making deals with demons will never end well. These things are no longer human. Even the demon who claimed to be a celestial demon and massacred the martial world back then is better than the monster trapped in the painting now."

This answer confirms Marx and Engels' conjecture.

He continued:

"But God Fist still left him here. Do you think this is because God Fist only wants to show off his achievements, thus putting all martial artists in danger?"

When Maren brought up the Divine Fist to question him, the young martial artist was somewhat speechless.

But he quickly mustered his courage and retorted:
"Perhaps, maybe some martial artists can really gain something from him, such as someone like Li Liuhuo, but such martial artists often don't need the Heavenly Demon."

"Those who place their hopes on the Heavenly Demon are almost all martial artists who shouldn't be doing so."

As he spoke, the look in his eyes at Ma En revealed a certain meaning, clearly implying that Ma En was one of those martial artists who were not suitable to place their hopes on the Heavenly Demon.

Maren completely agreed with his view. If this were the real world, he would indeed not be able to actually try to communicate with this celestial demon, but this was his memory space.

Moreover, if his deduction is correct, then it is very likely that the memories here do not have obvious boundaries, which means that the Heavenly Demon's mind may indeed contain top-level martial arts suitable for him.

At the same time, Tianyao, as a top-tier expert who was bound, was one of the few he could safely contact. Unlike other VI-level experts, he did not possess his original power, so he might not be able to easily perceive his own problem.

Even if he did realize it, there was almost nothing he could do.

Ignoring the young man's warning, Marx and Engels looked at the man in the painting whose eyes held a hint of interest:
"Heavenly Demon, do you still remember the martial arts you once mastered?"

The madness on the man in black's face faded slightly, replaced by a sinister look. He looked at Ma En, who had raised the question, and gave him a playful smile:
"Of course, I remember all martial arts, the mental techniques that can make you improve rapidly, the peerless skills that can make you invincible, and some martial arts can even make you immortal, just like I am now."

At this point, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face:
"But the problem is, why should I teach you these martial arts? You're a guest invited by Divine Fist, and I don't see any qualities in you that interest me. You sound just like that idiot next to you..."

"Over the years, I have indeed met a few interested martial artists who would have asked me to help them for free, but they all refused my offer. Only a martial artist like you, who has no interest in such things, would come to me for help."

"How do you plan to make me interested in you?"

The way he spoke resembled the fairy that Marne had seen in his dream.

Marne nodded and sat down cross-legged in front of him:
"Let me think."

Upon hearing this, the celestial demon revealed a disappointed expression:
"Then you'd better hurry, I don't have much patience."

Maren looked up at him and said:
"But you don't lack time, do you?"

The Heavenly Demon smiled:
"Oh, this kid's pretty arrogant."

Marx and Eng did not answer, but sat there and closed their eyes to rest.

He wasn't really thinking.

Instead, he was waiting for the other martial artists around him to leave.

As time went by, these martial artists continued to advance one after another. Some seemed to have realized something, but most of them seemed to have given up.

The young martial artist was the one who had been waiting the longest. He had focused a lot of his attention on Ma En, but in the end, he shook his head and sighed before joining the advancing martial artists.

Ma En opened his eyes.

He looked at the image of the Heavenly Demon and slowly approached it with his mental power. But then, as if sensing something, the Heavenly Demon suddenly looked at him and gave him a warning look.

His gaze was quite serious, and there was no sign of anger or threat.

It even carried a hint of "goodwill".

At the same time, Ma En could also sense that the other party's mind was still quite powerful, even so powerful that it exceeded the extent to which he should be able to enter, but the other party did not make any attempt to stop him from entering.

In other words, his warning was not entirely out of resistance to Marx and Engels entering his mind.

Mar and Eng immediately understood.

He was warning himself of the existence of the Divine Fist.

Such behavior might be seen as crossing the line by God Fist.

Ma En used his telekinesis to subtly create a vacuum between himself and the portrait, ensuring that their communication would not reach the ears of any martial artist.

The Heavenly Demon revealed a smile:
"You think you can fool Divine Fist like this?"

Marx and Engels asked:

Will he hear everything we say?

Having realized that the other party was not simple, the Heavenly Demon had no intention of hiding anything:
"No, he's not listening to you and me. To put it bluntly, he doesn't need to. He'll know as soon as you do something outrageous. You must have heard the story of my fight with him."

Marx and Engels nodded:

"Well, but I don't know how much of it is real."

The celestial demon replied:
"Most of it is true, but he didn't actually follow Hua Lengyun. He just sensed her danger naturally when she was in danger, and he also sensed where we were."

"This is the martial arts intuition that innate martial artists have. Of course, not all innate martial artists necessarily have martial arts intuition, and most innate martial artists' martial arts intuition is not very similar."

"For example, I sensed a long time ago that I would encounter a nemesis."

"But I got the timing and circumstances wrong." Marne realized something:
"That's why you slaughtered the martial arts world back then."

The Heavenly Demon revealed a smile:
"That's right, or rather, that was my main purpose in doing so. At that time, I was already invincible. Actually, I only wanted to rule the martial arts world. Well, maybe I also planned to kill the disobedient guys, but I certainly didn't plan to directly massacre the martial arts world at that time."

"Until I suddenly sensed that a martial artist who could threaten me would appear, and that he would likely be the one who ultimately killed me."

"Don't look down on me now. At least in my time, no martial artist had the talent and temperament to match me. I never thought any martial artist could challenge my position."

"Therefore, in order to deal with this martial artist who would kill me in advance, I began to search for his existence throughout the martial arts world. At that time, I could clearly feel that this martial artist had not yet reached his peak state."

"In other words, it was actually the arrival of the Divine Fist that allowed me to slaughter the martial arts world at that time."

"However, I made a few mistakes. I misjudged the timing of God Fist's arrival, and this was because I completely misjudged his strength. His incredible power made it possible for him to arrive even in the distant future..."

"It looks so close."

Marx and Engels did not refute his fallacy, but instead cooperated by displaying an incredulous expression:
"Is the Divine Fist really that powerful?"

The Heavenly Demon revealed a look of reminiscence, then smiled:
"This is the third thing I got wrong. I thought I could find him and kill him beforehand by slaughtering the martial arts world. At the time, I was even smug about my martial arts intuition."

"But this is an absurd fantasy. If God Fist were in my time, my actions would probably only be pushing the battle forward. At least, I couldn't have defeated God Fist back then."

"He will become strong enough before I find him..."

"Then find me first."

Although his current predicament was entirely due to the Divine Fist, he did not hold back his praise for it, and there was no resentment in his tone, only a hint of regret.

Marx and Engels also asked:
"Is the Divine Fist really that powerful?"

The Heavenly Demon sneered:
"Is that impressive? I haven't even told you how strong he really is yet. To be honest, I don't know how strong the current Divine Fist really is. You should know that the one who defeated me back then was a thirty-year-old Divine Fist."

"At that time, the martial arts he used had completely exceeded my expectations. His wife, Hua Wuleng, was a martial arts master who had only emerged after many years, and her martial arts skills were comparable to mine."

"But Shenquan is not in the same realm as us at all. I even suspect that he has not truly stepped into the ultimate realm of martial arts, the Return to the Divine, but only because he is still not satisfied with that realm."

"Such a genius must be so proud and ambitious that he wants to forge his own path."

The more Marne listened to him talk about it, the more frightening the Divine Fist became, and the harder it was to reconcile the image he described with the old man he had seen not long ago. Moreover, if the Divine Fist could really break through again...

How terrible must the apocalypse have been that turned him into the way he is now?

However, what the Heavenly Demon said may not be true.

He is not only likely to be unable to make the right judgment, but he is also likely not telling the truth at all.

The celestial demon also noticed Mar and Eng's chaotic thoughts:

"You don't believe me? You can disbelieve my judgment, but unless you ask Shen Quan and Hua Wu Leng, no martial artist can tell you the truth better than me. At least you can't possibly know more about these things than I do."

“In the entire history of martial arts, I am a martial artist who ranks among the best.”

As he said this, a hint of pride flashed across his face.

Marx and Engels also seemed to sincerely agree:
"Of course, your defeat to God Fist wasn't actually because you 'misjudged,' but because someone like God Fist is simply beyond our comprehension. But if that's the case, then I have another question..."

"Is the Divine Fist not only destined to appear? But is it also destined to attack you? Don't you have any way to avoid this? It sounds like some kind of unstoppable natural disaster?"

Finally, Ma En asked what he truly cared about: his goal in entering the memories this time was to find out exactly what kind of guy God Fist was.

The moment he saw the Heavenly Demon, he realized that this was an excellent opportunity to learn about the Divine Fist.

As the other party said, he should indeed be one of the very few guys who know a lot about Divine Fist.

Hearing Marx and Engels' question, Tianyao was clearly quite surprised:
"Oh, I didn't expect you to notice this situation. Well, if you understand prophets, you'll naturally understand that the further back in time the prophecy is, the larger and more chaotic it becomes. That's why I didn't expect him to not have been born yet."

"Actually, I don't know either, but the fact is indeed as you said. Divine Fist is not a particularly reasonable guy. Even his birth is not very reasonable. If you ask me, he is probably a descendant of martial arts itself."

"Of course, what I'm saying is actually nonsense. It's more likely that the Divine Fist was created by some prophet or martial artist, but I can say that its birth was by no means a coincidence."

"And the only one who will be born is this God Fist, because I can sense that he is destined to kill me. Unlike my reason for killing him in advance, God Fist wants to kill me simply because our personalities don't match."

"To put it simply, he will always dislike me. He's not the kind of guy I am, and he won't compromise himself to live peacefully with me. As long as I'm alive, he'll find me and kill me."

Marx and Engels asked:

"Because he's a good person?"

The Heavenly Demon revealed a cryptic smile:

“Oh, of course you can say that, and that’s fine if that’s how you see the differences between people. But I would say that he and I just don’t get along.”

Marx and Engels began to eliminate incorrect options:

Is it because you are also a martial artist?

The Heavenly Demon crossed his arms over his chest:

"Of course not. Don't be fooled by how much he cares about you martial artists, writing books and giving lectures for you. But the Divine Fist's vision doesn't stop at you. Otherwise, why would he join that Terror Five?"

"Even if I were just a simple demon, he would still kill me without hesitation."

"It's just that I probably won't offend him so soon."

Marx and Engels asked:

"But the way you put it, it's as if it's destined that you and God Fist won't get along. Could it be that his personality..."

The celestial demon revealed an approving expression:

"Your brain is still working, that's right, but don't get the wrong idea. It's not that he was destined to have this personality, but rather that the guy who became the God Fist was destined to have this personality. It's not some kind of destiny."

"It's determined by his martial arts."

　Asking for a monthly ticket at the beginning of the month~
　　(End of this chapter)