Chapter 1872: You Can’t Force It

In the Tomb of All Saints, the Slaughter Demon Venerable was dazed, and it took him a long time to react. He looked at Nie Tian with a pair of eyes, which were shocked and weird.

Cosmic rays are about the essence of the universe and the truth of time and space. Many saint-level masters need months or even years to comprehend cosmic rays.

Nie Tian comprehended cosmic rays in just one day. This ability of comprehension is outrageous!

Nie Tian couldn't help laughing when he saw the reaction of the Slaughter Supreme. Only then did he know that it was so difficult to comprehend cosmic rays.

The Slaughter Demon Venerable calmed down after a long time, swept his eyes over everyone, and then told everyone about the killing inheritance.

After listening to the introduction of the Slaughter Demon Venerable, everyone's faces changed instantly.

Almost everyone had a fiery look in their eyes. Who wouldn't want to get the power of the saint-level inheritance!

Nie Tian specifically observed the reactions of Emperor Shitian and Ruoyu Qianye, but their reactions were completely different.

Emperor Shitian showed a stronger passion than anyone else, while Ruoyu Qianye's reaction was relatively calm, even a little cold, as if she had no interest in the killing inheritance.

Nie Tian could understand Emperor Shitian's desire, after all, the former failed to break through the realm of saints in his previous life and became a residual soul for hundreds of thousands of years. These hundreds of thousands of years seemed simple to others, but Emperor Shitian himself had endured hundreds of thousands of years of loneliness. This feeling could never be experienced without personal experience.

Emperor Shitian reshaped his body and gained a new life, but he still followed Xiao Feimao and Nie Tian, ​​so that one day he could use the power of Xiao Feimao to advance to the saint realm!

At this time, a saint-level inheritance was placed in front of Emperor Shitian, how could he not be excited.

Ruoyu Qianye's calmness was beyond Nie Tian's expectations.

Since the last time Nie Tian met Ruoyu Qianye in Senluo Ghost Domain, the latter's mentality has completely changed, as if he has become a different person.

In the past, Ruoyu Qianye looked cold on the outside, but had an extremely strong desire for revenge in his heart.

But now, she no longer looks cold on the surface, and her heart is very calm. She does not fight for anything. This mentality is really rare.

The Killing Demon Lord looked at everyone, and soon his attention stayed on Emperor Shitian and Ruoyu Qianye.

As Nie Tian predicted, the Killing Demon Lord also felt that among the people present, only Emperor Shitian and Ruoyu Qianye were suitable for the killing inheritance.

But it is really hard to say who the Killing Demon Lord will choose in the end.

"You two stay, the others can go back." The Killing Demon Lord pointed at Emperor Shitian and Ruoyu Qianye and said lightly.

Jian Jingyun and others looked regretful, knowing in their hearts that they were not chosen by the Killing Demon Lord.

Nie Tian asked the others to return to Jiuji, leaving only Emperor Shitian and Ruoyu Qianye.

"Master Demon Lord, Emperor Shitian and Ruoyu Qianye are both suitable for the killing inheritance. Who do you want to choose?" The little fat cat moved, jumped onto Emperor Shitian's shoulder, smiled, and asked.

In fact, the little fat cat is biased towards Emperor Shitian, because once Emperor Shitian obtains the killing inheritance, his strength will inevitably increase again, which is also a very good thing for Nie Tian.

Nie Tian doesn't care. Although the killing inheritance is powerful, it also has advantages and disadvantages. Nie Tian is very happy no matter who gets the killing inheritance between Emperor Shitian and Ruoyu Qianye.

The Killing Demon Lord smiled faintly and did not answer. Instead, he focused his eyes on Emperor Shitian and said, "Release your sword intent for me to see."

"Yes!" Emperor Shitian nodded heavily, and then a sword intent surged out of his body, condensing into a terrible sword shadow around him, which was extremely sharp, annihilating and killing, revealing a strong killing aura.

The Slaughter Demon Lord nodded slightly, but did not speak. He then looked at Ruoyu Qianye and said, "Little girl, try to open your Nine-Colored Pupil."

Ruoyu Qianye nodded slightly, then opened the Nine-Colored Pupil, and closed it instantly, then said, "Master Demon Lord, I am not suitable for the Slaughter Heritage. You should choose Master Emperor Shitian."

"Why?" The Slaughter Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly. This was the second time he was rejected today.

It was really ridiculous to think that the power of the inheritance of the saint level could not even be given away.

Ruoyu Qianye smiled faintly, looked at Nie Tian with soft eyes, and said, "I don't want any power. As long as I can be with Nie Tian, ​​I will be satisfied."

The faint voice fell, calm and soft, but it sounded like thunder in Nie Tian's ears, making his head roar and a warm current surge through his body.

If it were in the past, he could not imagine that Ruoyu Qianye would say such a thing.

Ruoyu Qianye has indeed changed, and his mentality is calm and calm.

"Master Demon, since little girl Ruoyu is unwilling to merge with the killing inheritance, let Emperor Shitian come." The little fat cat smiled and said with fiery eyes.

Emperor Shitian's big gem-like eyes flickered, releasing a blazing light, very excited.

"No." However, unexpectedly, the Killing Demon Lord smiled faintly and said, "I choose this little girl with nine-color pupils."

"Huh?" Everyone was stunned, thinking that they had heard it wrong, and looked at the Killing Demon Lord in astonishment.

Emperor Shitian and Ruoyu Qianye are both suitable for the killing inheritance. The former is eager to get it, and the latter directly refuses. But who would have thought that the Killing Demon Lord would actually choose Ruoyu Qianye!

"Why?" Suddenly, Emperor Shitian roared, and the sword energy in his body surged, and he actually released a strong killing intent.

Nie Tian and Little Fat Cat couldn't help but become nervous, and the atmosphere became weird.

Emperor Shitian was too eager for the inheritance of killing, and he wanted to be promoted to the holy realm too much!

"That's why." The reaction of the Killing Demon Lord at this time was very calm. He smiled lightly and pointed at Emperor Shitian and said: "Your heart is not calm, and the killing desire in your sword is too strong. Your mentality at this time cannot control the inheritance of killing."

"What do you mean?" Emperor Shitian frowned and asked coldly.

The Killing Demon Venerable smiled and said, "The killing aura in the killing inheritance is very strong. Warriors with weak character can easily be controlled by the killing aura and become bloodthirsty devils."

As he spoke, the Killing Demon Venerable looked at Emperor Shitian with burning eyes and said, "Maybe you can barely control the killing inheritance now, but if you encounter some major changes, your consciousness may be controlled by the killing aura. I don't let you integrate the killing inheritance, this is for your good."

"Think about it, what have you done to advance to the holy realm."

"I..." Emperor Shitian's eyes condensed, and he was speechless for a moment.

In the past, in order to advance to the holy realm, he slaughtered tens of thousands of swordsmen and created the Ten Thousand Swords Soul Tomb. At that time, he wanted to advance to the holy realm, and for this goal, he would do anything and use any means.

But in the end, he still failed.

After meeting Nie Tian, ​​Emperor Shitian's mentality slowly changed.

Recalling all this, Emperor Shitian actually felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart.

"Thank you, Master Demon Lord!" After a long time, Emperor Shitian restrained his sword intent and bowed deeply to thank the Killing Demon Lord.

Nie Tian was relieved when he saw this scene. It seemed that Emperor Shitian had figured it out.

Some things cannot be forced.