The legendary warrior novel Chapter 1242

"Are you implying that you know the reason why our patriarch sealed our tribe?! Tell me why he did it then!" Mordechai demanded after hearing the Infant Ancestry Devil's words.

"Ha-ha! It looks like you are desperate to know the reason. Very well, I am going to tell you for the sake of your people that had passed away. I am really kind, am I not?

You can consider this our last respect for the Desolate Sorcery tribe. After all, your tribe is about to be totally wiped out from this earth," the Infant Ancestry Devil responded coldly.

"First of all, let me introduce myself. I am Chris Yin.

Remember my name because I was primarily responsible for the destruction of your tribe."

Hearing the callous remark made Mordechai's blood boil. He desperately wanted to activate his Sorcerous Combat Body and crush this Infant Ancestry Devil until he had bled him dry, but this wasn't the right time. He still needed to know what had happened to their patriarch.

"Tell me what you did to my tribe!" Mordechai roared again.

The incensed look on Mordechai's face only served to amuse Chris, and he burst into laughter again. However, he did keep his promise. He shared with Ricky and Mordechai everything he knew.

Of course, he didn't do that out of the generosity of his heart. He only revealed these things because he was confident that the duo would not be able to make it out of here alive.

According to Chris, the Desolate Sorcery tribe was the leading tribe back at the very beginning of the world, up until the devil race invaded the continent. The Desolate Sorcery tribe rallied the other creatures from the continent and led the battle against the devil race. They went so far as to set out for the Devil Land together with the other creatures from the continent, for the Desolate Sorcery tribe's powerful warriors, led by their patriarch, aimed to annihilate the devil race once and for all.

However, at that time, the Infant Ancestry Devils were born in the Devil Land.

The ensuing fight between the Infant Ancestry Devils and the Desolate Sorcery tribe was a blood bath. No side could walk away without a loss.

The Infant Ancestry Devils' patriarch sustained grave injuries that he couldn't heal himself, alongside the Desolate Sorcery tribe's patriarch who suffered the same fate.

What made matters worse was that the Infant Ancestry Devils' patriarch left the source of the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit in the soul of the Desolate Sorcery tribe's patriarch.

As a result, the latter could not do anything about it. Even though he had the strongest body in the world, he still couldn't destroy the source of the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit.

Since he failed to remove the source of the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit in his soul, it would soon erode his soul to nothingness. Basically, it was like his death had been a hundred percent confirmed.

Knowing this, the patriarch of the Desolate Sorcery tribe chose to remain in their ancestral land and cultivate in isolation.

But as he was cultivating, the other powerful warriors of the devil race managed to enter the Desolate Sorcery tribe's ancestral land through the source of the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit planted in his body.

The Desolate Sorcery tribe's patriarch had no choice but to seal his people and the ancestral land, and he accomplished this through activating the brilliant ancient array.

In this way, the powerful warriors like him were rejected and exiled to the chaos.

However, before he was forced to leave the ancestral land, the Desolate Sorcery tribe's patriarch left two primitive cultivation methods there—cultivation methods that the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit had corrupted.

The warriors who were forced to enter the chaos naturally despised the Desolate Sorcery tribe's patriarch, and they would rather die than let him get what he wanted.

So, they went to great lengths to leave Chris here before they were forced into the chaos, asking him to destroy the Desolate Sorcery tribe's ancestral land using the source of the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit.

They prioritized the destruction of the Desolate Sorcery tribe's ancestral land, for they believed that the tribe would collapse on its own if that happened.

After hearing Chris' story, Ricky and Mordechai fell into a contemplative silence.

"It took me several eras, but I am about to fulfill my mission now. I take pride in what I had done and in what I am about to do. The Desolate Sorcery tribe's ancestral land will finally fall today!" Chris declared at last, sounding incredibly proud of himself.

That was because the Desolate Sorcery tribe was once a glorious tribe. If he were the one to destroy it, he would make a great contribution to the devil race.

"So our patriarch sealed us because he was out of options. That means you, damn devils, are the ones to blame for what we've been through," Mordechai replied through gritted teeth as he glared at Chris.

Although this monster right before his eyes had shed some light on what had happened, his explanation had only fueled the fires of hate that burned within Mordechai.

At once, a murderous intent emanated from him.

"You mean a warrior at the Emperor Level like you could live countless eras? That's unbelievable,"

Ricky remarked doubtfully as he stared Chris down with a heated glare.

"Lowly humans, do you even know anything about the Ancestry Devil blood power?