"Wuwu, thank the Divine Lord!"
"The Divine Lord has finally come to save us!"
"It is said that the Divine Lord comes from the Outer Heavens, possessing supreme divine abilities. Even those demons are no match for him!"
"The Divine Lord will surely annihilate those fiends of the Blood Demon Clan!"
"Praise the Divine Lord!"
As the news of Zhou Yi's arrival spread, the last stronghold of humanity erupted into deafening cheers. Hope surged through the hearts of the people, their anticipation growing as they awaited Zhou Yi's purge of the Blood Demon Clan and the restoration of their peaceful lives.
Even Bai Susu, their queen, gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and, with teary eyes, fought tirelessly for the future of her people.
For the sake of eliminating the Blood Demon Clan, she fought with blood and tears, willing to sacrifice everything.
Time trickled away.
As the people cheered, the sky darkened. Even the clouds overhead slowly transformed into a blood-red hue. The entire world became shrouded in a sinister, iron-scented aura.
"This is bad... the Blood Demon Clan is here!"
Upon witnessing this ominous change, the great general and other powerhouses turned pale with dread.
Panic spread through the once jubilant city. Countless natives gazed in horror at the crimson sky, collapsing in despair. Even knowing Zhou Yi was present, they could not suppress their fear.
For in this world, the Blood Demon Clan's arrival was the most terrifying and despair-inducing event.
They were like cattle, herded by the Blood Demons, raised solely as food. If they resisted, their fate would be worse than death.
For decades, this reality had been ingrained in their very bones. Even with Zhou Yi's arrival, the terror could not be easily erased.
Under the watchful eyes of thousands, vast blood clouds roared from the horizon, swiftly engulfing the sky above the city.
From within the blood mist emerged countless scarlet figures, their eyes fierce and cruel.
At the forefront, the blood clouds parted, revealing ten towering figures, as imposing as demonic gods.
With arms crossed over their chests, their sinister gazes swept over the grand city, their mere presence unleashing an overwhelming pressure.
"Ten Blood Demon Generals?!"
Upon seeing them, the general and the human powerhouses turned ashen, their eyes brimming with terror.
Even their queen could barely handle a single Blood Demon General.
Though Zhou Yi was strong, how strong exactly was still uncertain to them.
Yes, Zhou Yi had killed several Blood Demon Generals and their Grandmasters, but they had never actually witnessed him slay one of the generals in combat.
Moreover, the Grandmasters he had defeated could not be compared to the Blood Demon Generals at all.
However, their fear deepened when the ten Blood Demon Generals suddenly stepped aside in reverence.
Behind them, a blood-red throne emerged. Seated upon it, lazily reclining, was a figure with white hair and a crimson robe.
The moment the human leaders laid eyes on this figure, they trembled uncontrollably. Their terror and despair could no longer be concealed. Some even collapsed to the ground in hopelessness.
Even Queen Bai Susu, within the great hall, clenched her jade-like hands tightly. Her delicate body quivered as she spoke with unease:
"It's the Blood Demon Emperor!"
"Don't be afraid. Am I not right behind you? Just a mere Blood Demon Emperor."
Zhou Yi chuckled, giving a firm squeeze to the soft, mountainous curves beside him, before scoffing, "This so-called Blood Demon Emperor is merely a Pseudo-Heavenly Supreme. In my eyes, he's nothing more than an ant."
As he spoke, the white-haired figure on the blood throne lowered his gaze toward the great hall, his eyes cold and indifferent, as though he were looking at a herd of livestock awaiting slaughter.
The next moment, his emotionless voice echoed through the heavens:
"Hand them over. As punishment, I shall take one million blood sacrifices this time."
His decree resounded across the city, plunging it into a wail of despair.
Queen Bai Susu clenched her fists tightly, her delicate body trembling. Then, she took a deep breath, her ample chest rising and falling before she raised her head and roared toward the sky:
"Dream on!"
"From this day forth, we will no longer be your livestock! The Divine Lord will send you demons to hell!"
"Heh!"
The Blood Demon Emperor sneered, his scarlet pupils shifting toward the great hall, eager to see who had given her such courage.
Did she really think that killing a few Blood Demon Generals made her capable of defying him?
Divine Lord?
Ridiculous!
Yet, just as his gaze locked onto the hall—where the queen was intimately entangled with Zhou Yi—a blinding golden light erupted without warning.
"Aargh!"
The Blood Demon Emperor shrieked in agony, clutching his eyes as blood streamed from them.
He had been blinded!
"Kneel!"
A voice, vast and divine, thundered from the great hall, shaking the heavens like rolling thunder.
The once terrified human survivors trembled, then gasped in astonishment.
For in the sky above, those once-mighty Blood Demons, so high and untouchable, had now fallen to their knees, bowing prostrate.
Even the Blood Demon Emperor and the ten Blood Demon Generals were no exception.
"Heavenly Supreme!"
"You… You are actually a true Heavenly Supreme!"
The Blood Demon Emperor's face contorted in horror. He had thought Zhou Yi, at best, was a Pseudo-Heavenly Supreme.
But to his disbelief, Zhou Yi was an actual Heavenly Supreme.
Among the Outer Realm Fiends, only those at the Heavenly Supreme level were revered as Demon Emperors.
A clan was only considered significant among the Outer Realm Fiends if it had a Demon Emperor. Without one, it was nothing more than cannon fodder.
Only those with a Saint-Grade Heavenly Supreme—known as a Heavenly Demon Emperor—could claim the status of a true top-tier race.
The Blood Demon Clan had only six Blood Demon Emperors and no true Demon Emperor.
Thus, they were merely an insignificant tribe.
They had invaded the White Dragon Plane, enslaving its inhabitants as blood sacrifices, all in the hope of creating a Demon Emperor of their own.
"Silence!"
Zhou Yi's voice alone dictated reality. The moment he spoke, the Blood Demon Emperor was rendered speechless, unable to utter another word.
Witnessing this scene, tears welled up in the eyes of countless onlookers. Overcome with emotion, they fell to their knees before the great hall:
"Praise the Divine Lord!"
"The Divine Lord is invincible!"
"The Divine Lord is invincible!"
...
Inside the great hall, Queen Bai Susu, gripping the armrest of her throne, stared blankly at the Blood Demon Emperor, who knelt high in the sky, unable to speak.
Her bright eyes shimmered with unshed tears before they finally cascaded down her porcelain-like cheeks.
This day—just how long had she waited for it? How long had she fought for it?
For so long, she had struggled to carve out a final sanctuary in this apocalyptic world.
Yet, deep down, she had always known it was nothing but an illusion. If the Blood Demon Clan willed it, her sanctuary would be reduced to hell in an instant.
But today, the invincible Blood Demon Emperor was powerless before Zhou Yi.
At last, the final shred of fear in her heart dissipated.
Zhou Yi had not exaggerated.
The Blood Fiend Clan truly was nothing but ants before him.
At this moment, she finally let go completely—body, heart, and soul. No longer did she have to bear the crushing weight of her countless clansmen on her shoulders.
Now, she had only one duty—to serve Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi was very pleased with Bai Susu. He ignored the chaos outside, paid no mind to the slaughter of the Blood Demon Clan's powerhouses. He would wait until they had all gathered—then kill them all at once.
For now, he was occupied with learning.
Studying at the "White-Clad Queen Academy."
Bai Susu was both the principal and an excellent teacher for her single student.
Generous, knowledgeable, and boundlessly wise.
Zhou Yi appreciated her greatly.
Of course, Zhou Yi also possessed knowledge that Bai Susu lacked. He, too, would teach her with absolute sincerity, withholding nothing, imparting everything.
—
Meanwhile.
A towering mountain stood between heaven and earth. Majestic and imposing, its base rooted deep in the land, its peak piercing the clouds. From above, it seemed to reign over this world.
This was Sacred Dragon Mountain—the most significant place in this realm. Once, it was the stronghold of the realm's most powerful sect, the Sacred Dragon Sect.
But now, what was once a sacred peak had turned blood-red. The air was thick with an overwhelming stench of blood, so dense it seemed almost tangible, dyeing the skies in ominous crimson hues.
Streams of red coursed down the mountain like flowing veins, not water, but blood—turning the landscape into a demonic purgatory.
Throughout the mountain, countless flashes of blood-colored light flickered, their numbers beyond counting.
At the mountain's deepest depths, the atmosphere was saturated with an almost viscous blood mist.
Before a vast abyss, three figures stood with their hands clasped behind their backs. Waves of blood energy pulsed around them, distorting space itself.
All three were garbed in crimson robes. The leader had an unnaturally pale complexion, and a vertical blood-red mark at the center of his forehead, exuding a chilling, murderous aura.
Behind him, two figures stood with hands folded, their gazes cold and ruthless, like starving wolves scanning their prey, their very presence radiating pure malice.
The leader turned, his voice emotionless.
"It's confirmed. A Heavenly Supreme from the Great Thousand World has arrived."
At these words, the expressions of the two Blood Demon Kings shifted involuntarily. Though they had suspected as much before arriving, hearing it confirmed sent chills through them.
For so long, they had ruled this world unchallenged. To them, the so-called 'powerhouses' of this realm were nothing more than insects.
Yet now, a Heavenly Supreme had appeared.
An existence on par with a Demon Emperor.
Even if they combined their strength, they wouldn't last a single blow.
"What do we do now?"
The once-arrogant Blood Demon Kings now showed visible fear.
The pale-faced Blood Demon King's voice was ice-cold.
"That Heavenly Supreme is still in the human city. Who knows what he's doing, but he could attack at any moment."
"If he comes, we all die. Our only option is to accelerate the birth of the Blood Demon Emperor—immediately!"
With that, he cast his gaze down into the abyss.
A sea of blood churned within—so thick and oppressive that it seemed almost solid.
And floating in the middle of that sea was a colossal blood-colored egg.
Its surface was etched with sinister markings, emanating an indescribably vicious aura. Something terrifying was being nurtured within.
The three Blood Demon Kings gazed at the egg, their eyes burning with fervent anticipation.
"We seized this realm in secret, ensuring no other clans became aware. By harvesting the blood of its countless inhabitants, we have finally reached the moment of fruition—soon, a true emperor will be born. When that happens, our Blood Demon Clan will finally possess a Demon Emperor-level existence!"
A gleam of savage ambition flickered in his eyes.
"When that day comes, our clan will no longer be mere cannon fodder for the Outer-Realm Fiend Clans! We will finally hold true power!"
"Our plan has reached its most critical juncture—no mistakes are allowed. Even a Heavenly Supreme cannot stop us!"
His voice was ruthless, decisive.
"Summon every Blood Demon powerhouse immediately! Before the enemy arrives, we must ensure the birth of the Blood Demon Emperor!"
"Understood!"
In an instant, the other two Blood Demon Kings vanished, gathering their forces.
—
Soon, the Blood Demon Clan's remaining five Blood Demon Kings were all assembled.
One of them, a female Blood Demon King, was a seductive beauty draped in a translucent gauze robe, her curves barely concealed. A single glance was enough to stir primal desires.
The leader of the Blood Demon Kings looked at the egg in the blood sea, his gaze fierce.
"To deal with the Heavenly Supreme, we have no choice but to force the Blood Demon Emperor's premature birth."
He took a deep breath—then gritted his teeth and let out a sharp whistle.
As the sound echoed, countless Blood Demon warriors emerged from the abyss.
Then, as if controlled by an unseen force, they leaped into the blood sea one after another.
Plop.
Plop.
The moment they touched the blood, their bodies melted instantly—becoming pure essence, feeding the abyss.
Plop! Plop!
More and more Blood Demons threw themselves in, the blood splashing in torrents.
And as their numbers grew, the markings on the blood egg shone brighter and brighter.
At a certain moment—
Cracks formed.
"Not enough!"
The Blood Demon King gritted his teeth. It was close—but not quite there.
With desperation creeping in, he ordered the sacrifice of even stronger warriors.
Yet, it still fell short.
Realizing the urgency, he made a brutal decision.
"Sacrifice one of our own!"
With that, he turned to one of the Blood Demon Kings—a fellow ruler of the clan.
The chosen Blood Demon King's expression twisted in horror—but before he could react, his essence was forcibly extracted, dissolving into the abyss.
Crack!
The egg shattered.
A pale hand emerged from within.
Piece by piece, the shell fell away, revealing a figure—an adolescent boy, standing within.
Tall and slender, his crimson eyes shimmered like an ocean of blood.
Snow-white hair cascaded past his shoulders, framing a face of striking beauty—yet utterly devoid of warmth.
A single glance from him sent the entire Blood Demon Mountain quaking.
"Greetings, My Emperor!"
The remaining four Blood Demon Kings prostrated themselves, their eyes burning with uncontainable excitement.
The Blood DemonEmperor ignored his own nakedness. With a simple motion, the shattered eggshell transformed into a streak of blood, which he consumed in a single gulp.
A blood-colored robe materialized upon his body.
He cast his gaze upon the Blood Demon Kings, his voice cold.
"I already know the situation."
"A Heavenly Supreme?"
"Perfect. I'd like to see for myself."
His eyes locked onto the direction of the human city.
Then, he stepped forward—toward battle.
—
Meanwhile, in the city.
Within the grand hall, Bai Susu's luxurious gown had long since slipped away.
Her delicate, jade-like body trembled, like a helpless lamb stripped bare.
She knelt before Zhou Yi, her silky hair cascading down her back, accentuating the breathtaking curve of her figure.
"They've finally come."
Zhou Yi lifted his gaze toward Blood Demon Mountain.
He had expected this. He wanted this.
What joy was there in merely slaughtering Blood Demon Kings?
As for raising a future threat?
A newly born Blood DemonEmperor was merely equivalent to a Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
He could crush him with a single finger.
"Heavenly Sovereign…"
Bai Susu trembled, her jade-like delicate body glowing under the flickering lamplight, radiating an intoxicating luster. Her voice carried a quiver that sent shivers down one's spine.
The next moment—
A terrifying pressure descended from the heavens, sweeping across the land like an all-encompassing tide. Blood-red gales howled violently, and an indescribable sense of oppression surged forth, blotting out the sky.
Above the city, scarlet clouds churned, coalescing into a torrential crimson downpour that engulfed heaven and earth.
Countless native powerhouses within the city gazed up at the ominous phenomenon, their bodies convulsing uncontrollably under the suffocating pressure.
The sheer terror of it shattered their composure. Their legs trembled violently, and some nearly collapsed to their knees.
"The Blood Demon Emperor has arrived!"
"Hahaha! Our Emperor is here!"
"You're all doomed!"
Kneeling in midair, the Blood Demon King trembled in ecstatic reverence as he sensed that foreign yet familiar aura of boundless dread.
There was no doubt—the Blood Demon Emperor had been reborn!
If not for Zhou Yi's suppression of his voice, he would have howled to the heavens in exultation. But now, he could only roar inwardly in frenzied excitement.
In the next instant—
A young man clad in blood-red robes appeared before him.
The Blood Demon King's eyes filled with awe and fanaticism.
But the blood-robed youth spared him not even a glance. Instead, his gaze turned toward the grand hall ahead, his brows furrowing as an ominous feeling crept over him.
Despite his immense power, he couldn't perceive what lay within the hall.
Zhou Yi, of course, would never allow anyone to see his woman.
"So you've finally come."
A calm, indifferent voice drifted from within the hall.
"You knew I would?"
The Blood Demon Emperor's eyes gleamed.
So, his arrival had long been anticipated.
Which meant—Zhou Yi had the power to stop his rebirth.
Yet he hadn't.
That could only mean one thing—Zhou Yi was absolutely confident in crushing him.
"You shouldn't have come." Zhou Yi's gaze locked onto the Blood Demon Emperor, scrutinizing him.
"And yet, here I am."
"Not that it matters. The outcome remains the same."
"You truly believe you have me cornered?"
"What do you think?"
Zhou Yi exerted force—
And in the next instant, the might of a Saint-Grade Heavenly Supreme erupted without hesitation, bearing down upon the Blood Demon Emperor like an unshakable divine decree.
In that moment—
The Blood Demon Emperor felt the void freeze around him, his body turning rigid, as if he were an insect trapped in amber, utterly unable to move.
His crimson pupils widened in sheer horror.
"You… you're a Saint-Grade Supreme?!"
"Impossible!"
"How could a Saint-Grade Heavenly Supreme descend upon such a lower plane?!"
Panic surged through him.
Never—never in his wildest nightmares had he expected Zhou Yi to be a Saint-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
Such beings…
Were akin to the Heavenly Demon Emperors of the abyss!
To them, crushing him would be no different from crushing an insect.
"Consider it an honor to die by my hands."
Holding the trembling Bai Susu in his arms, Zhou Yi spoke with chilling detachment.
"You truly believe you've already won?"
The Blood Demon Emperor's gaze turned venomous, his voice laced with malice.
Then—
With all his might, he bit down on his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of essence blood that shot skyward.
Within the blood, a crimson sigil flickered into existence.
The sigil detonated—
And with it, the very fabric of space shattered.
"Demon Summoning Sigil—All Demons, Descend!"
A chilling incantation echoed across the void.
Darkness unfurled, forming a portal whose depths led to an unknown abyss.
From the other side, a wave of unspeakable evil radiated outward.
At the portal's end—
Lay the domain of the outer realm Fiend Clans!
Zhou Yi watched, the corner of his lips curling upward.
He made no move to intervene.
"I was worried that a mere Demon Emperor wouldn't even be enough for a warm-up…"
"But it seems you've delivered an even fatter prey right to my doorstep."
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