A week passed in the blink of an eye…
Throughout this entire period, Jasmine and Ren Zu remained in his private chambers, immersed in incessant dual cultivation. Every moment was savored to the fullest, as if they sought to make up, in intensity and devotion, for all the desire that had accumulated over the past two years, now finally free to overflow between them; in other words, they had sex without stopping…
Due to the enormous disparity in profound strength between the two, Ren Zu was the one who reaped the greatest benefits. His cultivation advanced directly from the Sixth Level of the Divine Tribulation Realm to the Second Level of the Divine Spirit Realm. Under normal circumstances, crossing such a barrier would inevitably attract a Divine Tribulation, and considering his monstrous talent, it would likely have been the most terrifying one ever recorded in the entire history of the Primordial Chaos.
However, thanks to the [Ten Extreme Daos], his cultivation method, Ren Zu discovered an extraordinary loophole: he was able to conceal his own aura from the perception of the so-called "Heavenly Way," thus avoiding the tribulation entirely. More than that, he realized he could not only suppress it, but also summon it whenever he wished.
This revelation gave rise to a dangerous yet promising idea in his mind—to store this tribulation and, in the future, absorb the devastating power of the heavenly lightning, using it as a means to break through bottlenecks in his profound strength.
On the other hand, Jasmine was not far behind in terms of benefits. The first and most evident was the frightening growth of her talent, accompanied by an equally impressive leap in her comprehension of the profound laws.
However, her greatest gain was, without a doubt, the advancement of her strength. Her cultivation rose directly from the Eighth Level of the Divine Master Realm to the peak of the Tenth Level, an extraordinary leap that placed her among the most powerful profound practitioners of the current era. Now, she finally possessed enough strength to fulfill the desire she had carried for so long: to take revenge on her father and kill him. All that remained was to wait for the right moment to act.
Needless to say, she thanked him properly for it…
While the two were drowning in the pleasure of dual cultivation, the Illusory Demon Realm continued to operate under the command of the Little Demon Empress, who used this period to organize preparations for the future journey to the God Realm; at the same time, Xia Qingyue and Feng Xue'er spent the week with their respective families and, although they knew exactly what was happening in that room, they did not show much reaction, limiting themselves to a slight discomfort… a small sense of unease, because deep down, they also wished to be there, participating in dual cultivation alongside their "husband"; and of course, they were not the only ones, as their other sister, the Little Demon Empress herself, shared the same desire, although she was far too occupied with her responsibilities as a ruler to indulge in such thoughts for long….
Having more than one wife was definitely not something simple. After leaving satisfied with a properly "tamed" Heavenly Slaughter Star God, he still had to deal with his other wives; only after ensuring that all of them were equally satisfied did he finally manage to begin his new journey, but in doing so, he ended up consuming an entire month.
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Unfortunately, the four of them could not remain together upon ascending to the God Realm, as Ren Zu had well-defined plans regarding it. Thus, he decided to send each of his wives to the most suitable locations, ensuring their safety with countless precautions and hidden resources—true "trump cards."
For example, for each of them, he provided one hundred talismans, each containing an attack equivalent to his maximum power. Needless to say, his current level was already simply terrifying, enough to erase an entire Star Realm from existence with ease; even a True God would be eliminated like a mere fly. With such guarantees in hand, it was practically impossible for anything bad to happen to them…..
Had he gone overboard? No—when it came to protecting his wives, no excess was ever truly enough. Moreover, any young master who dared to cross their paths, or any fool who attempted to court them with ulterior motives, would be instantly eliminated by his profound art known as [Bloody Heaven Eye]. This technique was engraved into their souls and was capable of detecting any lustful or hostile intent directed at them, responding mercilessly by directly annihilating the soul of whoever harbored such malice….
With all these preparations and a hundred others besides, he was confident in letting them follow the paths he had planned for each of them….
The Little Demon Empress and Feng Xue'er were sent directly to the Flame God Realm, a scorching star realm comparable to a gigantic volcano in constant eruption. In that place, a vast number of divine sects specializing in the fire element were gathered. Due to the region being saturated with extremely intense yang energy, around ninety percent of its inhabitants were men, and the realm maintained a historical rivalry with the Snow Song Realm.
That world was dominated by flames, and its inhabitants inherited both the lineage and the power of the fire beasts of the Primordial Era. Among them were Flame Qilins, Blue Divine Birds, Zhurongs, Nine-Tailed Divine Foxes, and Scarlet Sables—virtually the entire legacy of fire-attributed divine beasts was concentrated there, in the so-called "Flame God Realm."
Above all these existences, however, stood the three supreme fire forces: the Vermilion Bird, Phoenix, and Golden Crow races, possessors of the purest bloodlines and the highest divine powers of this element.
Without a doubt, that was the most ideal environment for his two wives, who had inherited the Golden Crow lineage and the Divine Phoenix lineage.
His objective for them, however, went far beyond simple adaptation: he wanted one of them to become the absolute sovereign of the Flame God Realm.
For that, there was a path—one as clear as it was impossible for most. The Flame God Realm possessed an ancestral rule: any individual capable of reaching the bottom of the God-Burying Inferno Prison would be recognized as the rightful King of the Realm. However, over hundreds of thousands of years, no one had ever accomplished such a feat. As a result, the throne had remained vacant for countless eras, giving rise to constant internal disputes and power struggles whenever important decisions needed to be made.
After settling the details with his two beloved wives, he sent them there.
He then sent Xia Qingyue to the Moon God Realm, having previously devised a flawless plan for her to be received directly by the Realm King himself. The Moon God Realm was one of the greatest powers of the Eastern Divine Region, standing among the four great royal realms that governed that vast expanse. Its power originated from the inheritances of the Twelve Moon Gods, capable of instantly elevating their bearers to the Divine Master Realm and allowing accelerated advancement to the final stage of that same realm. It was also there that she would finally reunite with her mother. After carefully aligning all the details with his beloved wife, he sent her to her destination.
Only he and Jasmine remained. Without delay, she declared that she would return to the Star God Realm. He simply nodded, stating that he would soon go there as well to help her with her revenge, but for now, she should restrain her urge to act rashly. Jasmine agreed and departed without hesitation…
Alone, he set out toward his own destination—the Northern Divine Region!
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Within the vast God Realm, in the somber Northern Divine Region, lay the Eastern Ruins Realm, one of the Five Ethereal Ruins—the five major mid-tier star realms of that region.
In its eastern portion stood the Heavenly Martial Country.
A vast mountain range stretched like a black and imposing spine beneath the gray sky in the southern region of the country. The mountains were colossal, with peaks that pierced the eternal clouds, covered in ancient forests of black trees and jagged rocks that seemed to have been forged by the abyss itself. Dense, cold mists coiled through the deep valleys, carrying a heavy air. Lightning occasionally tore across the horizon, briefly illuminating the irregular shapes of the mountains...
At the summit of the highest peak of that mountain range, Ren Zu appeared silently, his dark purple robes with golden embroidery fluttering gently in the icy breeze. His long black hair danced in the wind, and his abyss-deep eyes swept across the infinite horizon with a calm, almost lazy gleam. A faint smile curved his lips.
"Northern Divine Region…" he murmured softly, his voice laced with amusement: "It's time to finally use my demon form…."
A demonic aura, black as the deepest abyss, exploded around him. The darkness was so dense and terrifying that the wind ceased to blow, the clouds above twisted, and the distant lightning fell silent, as if the heavens themselves were afraid. His figure, which once resembled a distant and unattainable immortal, became something infinitely more terrifying, ancient, and profane—as if a fallen divinity had opened its eyes after ages of silence.
His long black hair, loose in the wind, gradually faded until it became white like freshly fallen snow; each strand seemed to possess a life of its own, moving with supernatural smoothness, as if the very air avoided touching it directly. In absolute contrast, his black eyes had turned a deep, vivid red, intense like freshly spilled blood, with pupils slightly narrower than normal, giving him a predatory aspect filled with a depth capable of capturing attention and drowning the consciousness of anyone who stared at him for too long.
His immortal beauty now carried an irresistible demonic touch, a dangerous, almost sinful allure. His perfect face and refined, aristocratic features gained the air of a sovereign of darkness. A faint smile on his lips was enough to make any goddess forget her own name and fall to her knees, willing to become his voluntary slave.
Like a [Demon God], in that moment he felt as if he had finally returned to his true home. The natural energy of that region flowed freely through his profound veins, invading his body like a refreshing breath after a long existence spent breathing thin air. The sensation was difficult to describe—at once familiar and transformative. He quickly intuited the cause: the [Devil Origin Orb] within him. It was that, fused into his profound veins, that promoted this "transformation," allowing him to harmonize perfectly with that environment, as if he had always belonged there….
But in any case, he did not care about it. That sensation felt perfectly natural to him; after all, as a profound practitioner of dark demonic energy, it was only logical that he would be in perfect harmony with that tragic region, as if he had been tailor-made for it.
Within the vast God Realm, the Western Divine Region stands out as the largest and most powerful among all. At the center of its supremacy lies the Dragon God Realm, the most prominent of its realms, ruled by the true dragon race—beings of immeasurable power, widely feared and revered. Although naturally arrogant, dragons are not inherently violent; in fact, they are worshipped by countless lifeforms. Under their leadership, the entire Western Divine Region remains stable and dominant.
In terms of external relations, the Western Divine Region maintains relatively harmonious ties with the Eastern and Southern Divine Regions, although those two have their own internal disputes.
On the other hand, the Northern Divine Region is the smallest and, without a doubt, the weakest among the four. Isolated and rejected, it is treated as a banished land by the other regions. This separation is not unilateral—while the three great regions avoid any involvement with the North, the inhabitants of the Northern Divine Region also harbor deep resentment and hatred toward the others. As a result, a tacit barrier has been established: neither side crosses into the other's territory, maintaining a rigid and almost absolute separation over time.
This traces back to events from the Era of the Gods, when the Northern Divine Region was the territory where the devil race resided. After their annihilation, although they did not leave as many inheritances as the divine race, the lands they once occupied remained permeated by a dark, dense, and corrupting energy.
Any individual who enters these so-called "demonic regions" and remains there long enough is gradually influenced by this black energy, developing a dark constitution. Their profound energy also undergoes changes, becoming increasingly similar to that of the "devils" themselves. Over generations, this constitution is passed down and entrenched, becoming an inherent trait of the inhabitants of the Northern Divine Region.
Due to this influence, when the so-called "devils" of the North enter other divine regions, their strength is severely suppressed, unable to adapt to the external environment. The reverse is also true: practitioners from the Western, Eastern, and Southern Divine Regions, upon entering the Northern domains, are affected by the black energy, suffering a significant decline in their power. As a result, an almost absolute separation has been established between the Northern Divine Region and the others. Contact is virtually nonexistent, and over time, the other three regions have come to refer to the North pejoratively as the "Region of Devils."
However, as the yin energies of the Primordial Chaos Dimension continue to diminish, the suitable space for the survival of the "devils" of the Northern Divine Region has been steadily shrinking. In less than a million years, their territory has already been reduced by about two-thirds, and this trend shows no signs of reversing. At this rate, their complete disappearance is only a matter of time. This is precisely why the Northern Divine Region is widely regarded as the most tragic among all the divine regions.
Well, he had plans to change all of that.
With a smile on his lips, his figure vanished completely.
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