I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1623 - 1627: If You’ve Seen Enough, You Can Go Back

Zhang Menglong's words instantly broke the silence of the scene; no one expected that in such a situation of power disparity, Zhang Menglong would still dare to speak, let alone speak so provocatively, arrogantly, and disdainfully.

The few level nine perfect life forms standing beside Zhang Menglong involuntarily stepped back two steps, for they had already felt the cold, chilling gaze of the Demon Lord.

At this moment, Zhang Menglong was also seeing the face of the demon clearly for the first time.

His complexion was pale, but his face had lines that looked like blood vessels, seemingly a unique mark of the higher Demon Clan, coupled with his imposing appearance and aura, he could certainly be considered a formidable boss in any movie or game.

"So this is the Demon Lord!"

"So ugly, even the ugliest alien I've seen couldn't compare to him."

"Can this Demon Lord fight?"

"Great grandpa, bring him back for us to play with, I've never seen a real Demon Clan before."

"Great grandpa, I want to ride the big horse!"

"Don't make noise, watch carefully!"

In Zhang Menglong's video, the younger generation were clamoring excitedly.

"Are all of his descendants brainless?"

"Ride the Demon Lord? Have today's kids become this bold?"

"Mr. Zhang, please make them quiet, don't anger the Demon Lord, maybe we still have a chance to negotiate."

"Yes, we must now consider the worst-case scenario, as long as the Demon Clan leaves us humans a place to live, that would already be very good, try to negotiate."

Humans have almost lost their fighting spirit now.

Having gone through countless hardships to get this far, there were few who were afraid of death; if they were, they wouldn't have achieved what they have now.

However desperate the situation was before, they could always see some hope, or at least believe in the possibility of miracles.

But now, looking at the Demon Lord standing before them, they felt neither the desire to resist nor the mindset to hope for miracles.

Because this was an unbridgeable gap, even if the Human Emperor were reborn, uniting the entire human world's fortunes to fight, they would still be nothing in the eyes of this Demon Lord.

At this moment, the gaze of the Demon Lord Modu slowly fell upon Zhang Menglong.

As a Demon Lord, he could sense human emotions of shame, anger, sorrow, and joy, clearly tasting each person's fear and despair now, but on Zhang Menglong, he felt none of those negative emotions, as if he were a fearless machine.

Or in other words, even his personal appearance couldn't evoke fear in this young man!

This made Modu feel an extreme challenge to his authority, being ignored by a human youth?

Then, he suddenly retrieved a memory shared from another Demon Emperor finding Zhang Menglong.

"Oh, so it's you." The Demon Lord smiled with relief, "So it was you who captured our demon warriors for power, and you who made our Demon Emperor's mount betray the Demon Clan, as a level six perfect life form, you could even display near-super life form combat strength....."

"You indeed are quite different."

The Demon Lord floated in front of Zhang Menglong; unlike the other Demon Clan members, he did not emanate a nauseating odor, but one of imperial majesty, as if the negative energy within him had undergone a qualitative change.

"You seem to be the most unique human of this era," the Demon Lord said, looking at Zhang Menglong, feeling an illusion as if he couldn't see through him!

"What's your name?"

"Zhang Menglong, arrogant Zhang, and yours?"

"Hahaha, someone dares to ask my name?" The Demon Lord laughed heartily, as until now, nobody had ever asked him to introduce himself, finding it highly amusing.

"The Supreme of the Demon Realm, Modu," the Demon Lord chuckled, "You're interesting, how about joining the Demon Clan? I believe it won't take long for you to become the most powerful Demon Emperor, maybe in a few years you could become the strongest of the Demon Clan, replacing me."

"My lord Demon, I'm willing to join the Demon Clan!"

At this point, a human unexpectedly ran out from the crowd.

Zhang Menglong couldn't remember his name, clearly, this level nine perfect life form had always been a slacker during previous actions, unexpectedly becoming a collaborator so decisively now, even showing an eager attitude.

"The Demon Clan does not need cowardly warriors like you."

Demon Lord Modu merely glanced at him, and a black flame started blazing upon him, burning him to nothingness before the warrior could even scream.

"What terrifying flames," Zhang Menglong noted, these flames differed from the dragon's fire; they were a true high-temperature flame, almost like strange fire.

Of course, this refers to the lowest rank of strange fire, likely a special flame from the Demon Clan world, maybe the most potent of the entire Demon Clan realm.

"He's far inferior to you," Modu remarked as if speaking with a friend.

"Thank you for the evaluation, but I think so too," Zhang Menglong didn't show much sympathy for that guy; traitors, collaborators, and betrayers are the same at their core.

"So, are you willing to consider it? I usually don't have this much patience with others." The Demon Lord maintained a calm tone.

"What do you think of our human world?" Zhang Menglong didn't answer, instead posing the Demon Lord a question.

The Demon Lord was momentarily taken aback, not expecting Zhang Menglong to ask such a question, finding cheer in his attitude for his calmness in such situations.

He glanced at the others, beads of sweat dripping down everyone's foreheads, weapons almost dropping from their hands, a stark contrast to Zhang Menglong's calm demeanor.

"Your human world is wonderful," the Demon Lord commented, "In our world, nearly all life has withered, there's no light, no warmth, only darkness and cold. Your human world contains much that ours doesn't, I like it here."

The Demon Lord took a deep breath, reluctant to return to that icy, dark hell after arriving in the human world.

"Have you seen enough?" Zhang Menglong continued to ask.

The Demon Lord looked at Zhang Menglong, seemingly ignoring the implication behind his words; what did "have you seen enough" mean?

"If you haven't seen enough, I'll give you two more minutes to take a good look," Zhang Menglong said surprisingly, "If you have seen enough, then you can go back, and remember to close the door!"