The Great Thousand Worlds, vast and boundless, with myriad clans standing tall, connects countless lower planes, making it the most advanced world in the universe, and thus, the Great Thousand Worlds is the center of the entire universe.
Countless peerless prodigies who break through the shackles of the lower planes eventually come to this world. These powerful individuals, each with astonishing talent, are bound to continue writing new legends in the center of this universe.
However, even the immensely powerful Great Thousand Worlds has its enemies: the Fiend Clan.
Fifty thousand years ago, the Heavenly Evil God led the Fiend Clan to invade the Great Thousand Worlds. In that war, countless powerhouses from both sides perished, and the Great Thousand Worlds even lost half of its territory.
If not for the Immortal Emperor, an peerless expert who had stepped into the Half-Step Dominator realm, who forcibly sealed the Heavenly Evil God at the cost of his own life, the Great Thousand Worlds would likely no longer exist today.
With the Heavenly Evil God sealed, the Fiend Clan, not fighting on their home ground, were driven out by the cultivators of the Great Thousand Worlds. The territories they had conquered, however, were polluted by demonic energy and had already become the Fiend Clan's domain.
From then on, the Great Thousand Worlds and the Fiend Clan began tens of thousands of years of confrontation.
According to the prophecy left by the Immortal Emperor, the Great Thousand Demon Transformation Array, which sealed the Heavenly Evil God, only needed to operate once every thousand years. After forty-nine times, the Heavenly Evil God would perish forever.
The most recent time is the final, forty-ninth time. The Great Thousand Worlds must ensure the Heavenly Evil God is annihilated without incident, while the Fiend Clan must rescue their 'Evil God'.
This final confrontation will also be the most intense struggle between the two sides. To this end, the Fiend Clan will stop at nothing to ensure the Heavenly Evil God breaks free without fail.
In a spacious and bright room, bookshelves crisscrossed, filled with various ancient books, exuding a strong scholarly aura. At this moment, a small figure was quietly flipping through a book in this room, and the entire space was enveloped in a silent atmosphere.
The book was quite large, about half the size of the child, and had no title on its cover, yet the child read it with great interest, as if it contained some rare masterpiece.
He wore an ordinary white robe, was small and thin, appearing to be only five or six years old, and quietly and naturally read the book before him.
Around him, swirling mists flowed and moved, countless milky white streams of air eagerly surged towards his body, but upon contact with the child's skin, they were blocked as if by some barrier.
"Is there anything you don't understand?" An aged figure slowly approached. He walked with his hands clasped behind his back, tall and imposing, with a full head of gray hair meticulously combed. Though lustrous, it had lost its original sheen, and a hint of weariness appeared in his clear eyes.
Logically speaking, with the elder's cultivation, if not immortal, he could easily live for tens of thousands of years. At his realm, he could have long maintained eternal youth, yet at this moment, his eyes were filled with desolation, as if he had lost all hope for the future.
Only when he saw the small figure before him did a glimmer of light appear!
The child, who had been engrossed in reading, turned around. His face was delicate, and his eyes were bright and dark, like two black gemstones. He looked at the elder, whose face bore many marks of time, and a heartfelt smile spread across his lips, "Grandpa, you're here!"
Seeing his grandson's smile, the elder's eyes instantly softened, but at this moment, his heart was filled with bitterness.
He slowly sat down beside the boy and looked at the content of the book in his hand—it was a chronicle, or rather, a war history, of the Great Thousand Worlds and the Fiend Clan.
As he read the descriptions of the battles between the Fiend Clan, the various Heavenly Sovereigns of the Great Thousand Worlds, and the Heavenly Demon Emperors, there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes.
He gently placed his palm on the small head before him. The elder's palm was somewhat terrifying, as it bore an ominous eye. He quietly gazed into his grandson's eyes, as if to engrave him forever in his mind, and spoke in a gentle tone.
"Yun'er, in a few days, Grandpa will send you to a place where it won't be as painful as it is here."
"Where am I going? To fight and kill my own kind? Or to be thrown to beasts? Or… to be bred?" The boy looked up, his smile instantly vanished, and a ripple of emotion emanated from his bright, dark eyes.
He had been in this world for six years. Heaven had given him the opportunity to be revered as an ancestor, but it had also given him a tragic background.
In this life, his name is Jiang Yun, a member of the Demonic Spirit Clan—the Demonic Spirit Clan cultivated by the Fiend Clan using the bloodlines of both the Great Thousand Worlds and the Fiend Clan.
The power of their clan is terrifying, with a Saint-Rank Heavenly Sovereign and dozens of Heavenly Sovereigns overseeing it. In the Great Thousand Worlds, it is a super force comparable to the Five Ancient Clans. Moreover, the Demonic Spirit Clan can cultivate both evil energy and spiritual power simultaneously, possessing the strengths of both, making their combat power truly formidable.
However, in this extraterritorial region, their lives are not easy!
Does the Demonic Spirit Clan not know the cruelty of the Fiend Clan? Do they not know how to resist?
However, the Fiend Clan comprises Thirty-Two Great Clans, each with at least one Heavenly Demon Emperor. The strength of the Demonic Spirit Clan is simply not enough in their eyes.
The Demonic Spirit Clan only has one clan leader, Jiang Ya, who is at the early Saint Rank. Not to mention Saint Heaven Demon Emperor, who is considered the foremost expert below the Heavenly Evil God and the Immortal Emperor. If just one or two of the Thirty-Two Great Clans were to attack, their Demonic Spirit Clan would face annihilation.
Their clan is destined to be detested by both worlds, and with the lives of their clansmen threatened, the Heavenly Sovereigns within the clan dare not act rashly. They can only place their hopes on the Heavenly Evil God, hoping that once he emerges, he will, in consideration of the Demonic Spirit Clan's efforts, allow them to escape their current lives.
As the Demonic Spirit Clan, cultivated by the Fiend Clan to be a surprise force to disrupt the Great Thousand Demon Transformation Array, they undergo the most brutal training, spending their entire lives in constant combat.
Jiang Yun, due to his special bloodline, can sit here and read peacefully; otherwise, he would already be wielding a battle saber, fighting demonic beasts.
Seeing the fleeting ripple in Jiang Yun's eyes, Jiang Hong felt a pang of pain in his heart. Jiang Yun had never seen his parents since birth; according to Jiang Hong, they died in a conflict after Jiang Yun was born.
Jiang Yun was destined to be extraordinary from birth, because of the most striking feature of the Demonic Spirit Clan, the evil eye in their palm, which Jiang Yun did not possess. When he was born, he shocked the entire Demonic Spirit Clan and was hailed as having the most perfect bloodline.
And his talent was as expected; he was born with Nine Divine Meridians, the most top-tier talent in the world. His appearance gave hope to the Heavenly Sovereigns within the clan and even alarmed the Saint Heaven Demon Emperor.
That day, Jiang Yun saw the most powerful expert in this world, Saint Heaven Demon Emperor.
That person did not have the legendary red face and fangs, nor was he overflowing with evil energy. Instead, he possessed a compassionate and benevolent demeanor, especially his eyes. Merely meeting his gaze would prevent anyone from feeling hostility, and even inspire an urge to worship.
The moment Saint Heaven Demon Emperor saw Jiang Yun, his destiny began to turn. After leaving behind a wisp of Holy Heavenly Demon Flame, Saint Heaven Demon Emperor departed, leaving everyone bewildered.
However, Jiang Yun was somewhat thoughtful. In these years, he had not cultivated or fought, not only because of his grandfather, but also because the Holy Heavenly Demon Flame within him was a significant reason.
These past years, due to his talent, the demonic energy and spiritual energy from the extraterritorial region always uncontrollably tried to enter his body, but he had always kept them out. Now, it seems Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor had intended this.
Hearing Jiang Hong's cryptic words today, Jiang Yun already had a guess in his heart.
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