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"Your Majesty, Demon Empress, there has been a disturbance at the Heavenly Tree. The River of Heaven is pouring down, and radiant light fills the sky, indicating the Ascension of an immortal," the messenger reported as he knelt.
The Demon Empress's expression shifted, and she spoke in a deep voice, "Let us go and see."
Thus, a group made their way to the base of the Heavenly Tree. Towering high into the sky, the Heavenly Tree pierced the clouds, its true height unknown to anyone, for no one could fly that high. At such altitudes, temperatures plummeted, filled with freezing clouds and devoid of air; turbulence reigned supreme. Even those skilled in cultivation could not endure for long, which is why legends about the Heavenly Tree had spread far and wide.
This tree was ancient, its exact age a mystery. It had existed long before the Southern Domain Forest took shape. According to legend, the Heavenly Tree was once an ordinary sapling that gained sentience over time as an emperor achieved Enlightenment beside it.
No one knew who this emperor was—whether it referred to the Central Sovereign, the Demon Empress herself, or perhaps the Northern Domain Consort, the Western Ghost Matron, or even the Sword Elder of the Eastern Wasteland—none could say for certain.
However, throughout cultivation history, there had been attempts to fell the Heavenly Tree, yet none succeeded. It was said that this divine tree possessed a spirit capable of punishing those who showed it disrespect. The demon race revered it as a deity; even a single branch was treated as a treasure.
Standing beneath the Heavenly Tree, Zhao Yang felt waves of emotion swell within him. He had never imagined witnessing such a scene: countless beings gathered around the tree like tiny ants. The most shocking moment in his cultivation journey had been at Myriad Spirit Sect when he saw the Eternal Giant Serpent Dragon stretching for miles from a well on the back mountain. Yet compared to the Heavenly Tree before him, that Flood Dragon seemed merely like a small worm.
At that moment, beneath the Heavenly Tree stood numerous demons. Upon seeing the Demon Empress arrive with an Azure Phoenix fluttering on her shoulder, they all knelt and shouted in unison: "Congratulations to Demon Queen on regaining freedom! May Demon Empress and Demon Queen live forever!"
Everyone among the demon race was aware of what had transpired with the Demon Empress; thus they were not surprised by her regaining freedom. What astonished them was that within just one day, she had found someone capable of breaking through the Dreaming Array.
The demon race had never held humans in high regard. Humans were considered the most intelligent primates in existence—cunning, deceitful, shameless, greedy, and fickle. Sometimes they could destroy an entire nation or tribe without weapons or formidable cultivation power; their crafted weapons could even slay powerful demons. Throughout history, countless demons had attempted to eradicate humanity but failed.
However, after millions of years, demons began to learn human culture and knowledge, creating their own civilization. They came to realize that humanity possessed both good and bad traits. Some demons disguised themselves as humans and wished to intermarry with them to enjoy a human life filled with familial joy. The Sky-Connecting Forest of the demon race was fraught with danger; no one wanted to live a life of savagery.
Otherwise, if all things ultimately took human form, then humans were indeed rulers of heaven and earth.
Suddenly, another celestial phenomenon occurred—the sky was covered in radiant light as Flying Swords soared through the air. Cultivators clashed in battle; immortals ascended; heaven opened up; rivers cascaded down; all living things flourished.
Before long, thunder rumbled from heaven as countless cultivators perished; everything wilted away. Gods wept while strange beings issued decrees from heaven to descend and slay deities.
Gods fell from above; chaos ensued; everything lay in ruin.
A woman clad in black emerged from among fleeing humans and achieved Enlightenment at that moment. As she opened her eyes, heaven and earth shattered into nothingness—no one could withstand her gaze. A Celestial Deity descended to battle her but ultimately fell short in strength. Attempting to flee back to the Upper Realm, she tore open the heavens with a single hand and captured the great deity within her grasp, crushing it into blood mist before propping open the heavens once more—everything plunged into darkness.
Everyone was left in shock; none more so than Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang murmured to himself: "It is Empress."
Yes, this woman was indeed the founder of the protective divine art of Zhao Yang, known as the Imperial Scripture. With a single glance, Tearing the Sky, even the gods could not withstand her power, leaving her enemies with nowhere to escape across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
The Heavenly Tree reached from the heavens to the earth, standing alone in the world as if it would endure through eternity, immortal and unyielding.
In the eyes of the gathered demons, amidst the radiant light, something descended—a golden handkerchief. It was covered in countless runes that shattered many branches of the Heavenly Tree before landing atop it.
The demons looked towards the Demon Empress, who said, "This is merely a matter among your younger generation; consider it a competition for supremacy."
The meaning behind the Demon Empress's words was clear: one could ascend the Heavenly Tree and seize treasures. Aside from Zhao Yang, no one knew what that object was. Amidst the various phenomena, countless young demons climbed towards the Heavenly Tree, eager to snatch the Golden Handkerchief.
Zhao Yang's eyes sparkled with excitement. He understood that even if others managed to grab the Golden Handkerchief, they might not be able to unlock it. There was an incredibly powerful formation on it, and very few could directly perceive its contents without his unique reading ability known as Divine Sense.
The Demon Empress noticed Zhao Yang's eagerness and said, "If you wish to go, then go ahead. My demon clan values loyalty; they all know you saved the Demon Queen, so they won’t see you as an enemy. However, during the treasure snatching, that may not be guaranteed."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yang chuckled and replied to the Demon Empress, "Then I thank you for this gift; I must have that Golden Handkerchief."
With that, Zhao Yang soared into the sky.
Bai Xi exclaimed, "Not necessarily!" She too shot into the clouds, pushing aside other demons as she flew toward where the treasure shone.
"Sister, do you really need to compete for this little thing when you possess the supreme heart technique of the Demon Empress?" a mischievous-looking young boy piped up. His round face made his prominent front teeth stand out.
"Bai Yuntian, if you can compete for it as the number one young genius of our demon clan, why can't I?" Bai Xi glared at this small boy named Bai Yuntian. "If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll spank you."
Bai Yuntian's face turned sour as he flailed his arms. "You’re saying that! You embarrassed me in front of so many people! Back then I was small and couldn’t beat you; I’ve been bullied by you for years! Now that I’m sixteen and you still mock me—I'm going to spank you!"
With a loud shout, Bai Yuntian squeezed through the crowd and charged at Bai Xi. She raised an eyebrow and kicked him squarely in the face. He was sent tumbling down from the sky but managed to step on another Demon Clan Youth below him. With a powerful push-off, he launched himself back up into chaos as hundreds of demon cultivators fell from above in disarray.
"Zhao Yang, wait for me!" Bai Xi called out.
Her shout drew frowns from many onlookers because Bai Xi was seen as a goddess—not only elevated above them as the daughter of the great Demon Empress but also unmatched in cultivation among her peers. She truly was the number one genius of their clan. In a real fight, Bai Yuntian wouldn’t stand a chance against her. Thus far, no one had dared to speak to Bai Xi due to her lofty status.
Now seeing her call out joyfully for this human boy’s name as if they were familiar made others feel irritated. In an instant, several Demon Clan Youth exchanged glances before flying toward Zhao Yang. Each circulated True Qi in their hands quietly approaching him with intentions to knock him down.
A beam of Heavenly Fire shot up from below. Hearing the sound of rushing wind, Zhao Yang swiftly dodged to the side and easily evaded it.
The faces of the Demon Clan Youth revealed a hint of disbelief. Zhao Yang's evasiveness was almost too easy, especially considering they were in mid-air, without any points of support. He could suddenly dodge so quickly and so far.
They exchanged glances, deciding to take decisive action. Even though they were all at the Divine Transformation Stage like Zhao Yang, and even though they were among the pinnacle of their kind within the human race, this young man before them was too sinister. Otherwise, the Demon Empress wouldn't have gone to such lengths to summon all the priests who understood soul summoning to bring back his soul.
The rumors from Zhongzhou spoke of a boy whom the Central Sovereign had gone to great lengths to eliminate; he was not someone they could handle. Therefore, they needed to obstruct his progress, even if it meant they could not obtain such treasures themselves.
Zhao Yang chuckled softly and unleashed the Lunar Dragon technique. This method was one he had received from the Zhao Family before he even entered the cultivation world. While it could erupt with power in an instant, its energy would dissipate quickly after being released, meaning its attack power wasn't very high. There was no need to worry about seriously injuring the demon youths.
However, once the dragon shadow appeared, several Demon Clan Youth were knocked down, falling like a river of bodies.
Now, with every movement Zhao Yang made, he exuded an aura of intimidation. At his level of cultivation, he had no rivals. His strength was steadily advancing; it had only been a day since he awoke, yet he could feel his True Qi steadily increasing—from the first layer of Divine Transformation Stage to the second layer. During his two years of slumber, his Divine Soul and Enlightenment had deepened while his physical body had consumed various precious treasures. He particularly regretted that the Tricolor Sacred Lotus had been fed to him by Little Beast.
Thinking of Little Beast brought a pang of heartache to Zhao Yang. He didn't know where that Old Guy had gone, but in his dreams, he kept hearing Little Beast's cries. The Old Guy must have thought he was dead and was heartbroken. Little Beast loved consuming Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, especially rare spiritual herbs; yet it had willingly fed him all the Tricolor Sacred Lotus without sneaking a bite for itself. This clearly showed how deep its feelings for Zhao Yang were.
After awakening, Zhao Yang felt a warm current nurturing his heart. It was a fruit radiating golden light; he didn't know its name but sensed it was related to the Earth Spirit Spring because it carried its aura. He could clearly perceive this connection. This fruit not only prevented his body from decaying but also steadily increased his cultivation without any adverse effects.
Recalling how Little Beast had fallen asleep in the Earth Spirit Spring pool back then, it now seemed likely that it had consumed such a fruit and experienced nutritional excess, leading it to sleep for digestion. It was fortunate that Little Beast had thought ahead and left behind a fruit for emergencies, which ultimately benefited him.
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