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"Make a big scene? It seems you still haven’t grasped the situation, Gu Qingfeng," the Heart Demon Lord sneered.

"Keh keh keh..." Gu Qingfeng grinned savagely. "It’s not that this Emperor hasn’t grasped the situation—it’s you who hasn’t faced reality!"

"Hmph!" The Heart Demon Lord snorted coldly. "Once we reach the Demon Realm, let’s see if you can remain as arrogant as you are now."

Gu Qingfeng laughed even louder. "Of course not. Because once we’re in the Demon Realm, this Emperor will be even more arrogant than now."

As the saying goes, when words fall on deaf ears, there’s no point in wasting them. The Heart Demon Lord stopped talking and struck immediately.

A sky-obscuring palm reached out to grab Gu Qingfeng, its fingers wreathed in demonic energy capable of annihilating all things, as if an entire world were bearing down on him.

Gu Qingfeng didn’t dodge or retreat. Instead, he welcomed the challenge with anticipation, throwing a punch that made the very laws of existence wail in despair.

Previously, he had faced attacks from demons, but those had been across an infinite distance, preventing them from unleashing their true power. They could only exert a fraction of their strength through the laws. But now, facing the Heart Demon Lord’s true form and genuine power, he was brimming with excitement.

The next moment, the collision erupted.

BOOM—!

The heavens and earth trembled. Billions of corrupt lights flashed, tearing through the void.

A shocking scene unfolded—Gu Qingfeng’s fist held firm against the Heart Demon Lord’s colossal hand, like an ant resisting an elephant!

Ding!

Host has been attacked by the Heart Demon Lord.

+1,000 years of Magic Power.

Magic Power?

Gu Qingfeng was momentarily stunned. Was Magic Power the true strength of demons? And it was measured in years? A single strike had granted him a thousand years’ worth.

But what exactly was Magic Power?

Soon, as the system converted it, a surge of a thousand years’ worth of Magic Power flowed into his body, and Gu Qingfeng understood.

Magic Power was the origin of all techniques, a force that touched upon the fundamental truths of existence, surpassing even the power system of the Cangming Realm.

In essence, all power in the world stemmed from Magic Power—it was the root, while everything else was merely branches.

The moment this Magic Power appeared, it firmly occupied a corner of Gu Qingfeng’s dantian and began assimilating and devouring his divine energy.

This was because Magic Power stood at the apex of the power hierarchy, the top of the food chain.

"How interesting." Gu Qingfeng’s lips curled into a savage grin as he stared straight at the Heart Demon Lord. "Let this Emperor see just how many surprises you can bring."

The Heart Demon Lord’s expression turned grave. He had known Gu Qingfeng possessed some bizarre ability to absorb demonic power, but he hadn’t expected it to work even against his true form and Magic Power.

While growing more cautious, his desire for Gu Qingfeng’s secret intensified. This ability was too powerful—back when he had attacked Gu Qingfeng through the Demon Scroll using the path of inner demons, Gu Qingfeng had absorbed it. Now, even when using Magic Power, he could still absorb it!

If he could obtain this ability, he could dominate the Demon Realm. No more arduous cultivation, no more painstakingly harvesting the inner demons of countless worlds—just devour other demons directly.

As for how to deal with Gu Qingfeng, the Heart Demon Lord wasn’t too worried. Even if Gu Qingfeng could absorb his power, mortals had limits. He could absorb a thousand years’ worth, ten thousand years’ worth—but could he really absorb a hundred thousand? A million? Ten million?

He himself had cultivated for over a hundred million years. How could a mere mortal contain a hundred million years’ worth of Magic Power?

"Gu Qingfeng, so you truly possess the ability to absorb demonic power. This trip to the mortal realm wasn’t in vain," the Heart Demon Lord sneered.

"But this is as far as you go. You’re just a mortal, not an immortal. A mortal’s body can’t contain infinite Magic Power! Prepare to die!"

Though he said "prepare to die," the Heart Demon Lord didn’t attack immediately. Instead, he turned to the Longevity Demon Lord and the Oath Demon Lord. "You two, seize Gu Qingfeng. I’ll deal with the Heavenly Dao."

With that, the Heart Demon Lord switched opponents, engaging the Heavenly Dao and Old Ghost.

Old Ghost was frustrated. He had never wanted to fight the demons in the first place—he had only acted to prevent them from taking Gu Qingfeng away.

If the demons took Gu Qingfeng back to the Demon Realm, how could he fight the Heavenly Dao?

But now, somehow, he had ended up teaming up with the Heavenly Dao to fight the demons?

The Heavenly Dao, however, didn’t care. Enemies were enemies—it would fight anyone.

After a moment’s hesitation, Old Ghost turned his spearhead back toward the Heavenly Dao.

"Demon Lord, we’re not enemies. You want Gu Qingfeng, and I only want to deal with the Heavenly Dao."

The Heart Demon Lord snorted but didn’t respond, silently ceasing his attacks on Old Ghost and focusing on the Heavenly Dao.

Meanwhile, the Longevity Demon Lord and the Oath Demon Lord had surrounded Gu Qingfeng, grinning like predators who had finally cornered their prey.

But as they continued attacking, their smiles gradually faded.

It was like realizing the guy sitting at the next table in an internet café—the one who had been trash-talking all game—was actually two meters tall and built like a tank.

"Damn it! He’s already absorbed at least fifty thousand years of my Magic Power! How is he still going?!" the Oath Demon Lord roared in fury.

"Fifty thousand? I’ve lost eighty thousand years of cultivation to him!"

"How is this possible?! Magic Power isn’t something mortals can contain! Gu Qingfeng, how can a mere mortal hold a hundred and thirty thousand years of Magic Power? Are you an immortal?!"

Gu Qingfeng conjured two giant hands—one gripping the Longevity Demon Lord’s horns, the other clutching the Oath Demon Lord’s flabby flesh—refusing to let go no matter how fiercely they attacked.

He was slightly puzzled. Immortal?

The demons had mentioned this term multiple times. Was the realm above Heavenly Emperor that of an immortal?

Then what were demons?

"Heart Demon Lord, come help!" the Longevity Demon Lord shouted.

It wasn’t that he feared Gu Qingfeng—he just didn’t want to keep wasting Magic Power. Opening the cross-realm passage had already cost him a million years’ worth. If this continued, he’d be back to square one.

The Heart Demon Lord pretended not to hear, continuing his assault on the Heavenly Dao alongside Old Ghost.

By now, the Heavenly Dao was at a disadvantage. Facing the Heart Demon Lord’s true form and Old Ghost burning his lifespan, it was no match. Over half of the three thousand Emperors’ and Kings’ projections had been shattered.

(Apologies, everyone—no update yesterday. New readers might be wondering if this old trickster has abandoned the story, while veteran readers have probably guessed the truth: I got drunk again. This book will never be abandoned. If updates are ever missed, don’t worry—once I sober up the next day, I’ll post. As for the missed chapters, I’ll try to make up for them. Work keeps me busy during the day, so bear with me.

—Six Gourd Wines)