The Demon Realm.
This was a world forever shrouded in darkness.
Eerie, ominous, and filled with malice—such was the eternal theme of this place.
A blood-red moon hung in the sky, casting a crimson veil over the land.
The desolate, ruined earth was littered with the broken remnants of past battles.
Among the ruins, grotesque and terrifying demonic spirits of all shapes and sizes drifted aimlessly.
Suddenly, the Heart Demon Lord appeared in a corner of the Demon Realm. He glanced back at the interdimensional passage he had spent countless millennia of his power to forge.
Without hesitation, he destroyed it completely.
This was a precaution—to sever Gu Qingfeng’s last possible escape route.
Once done, the Heart Demon Lord swiftly cast numerous secret arts to erase all traces of his presence before stealthily retreating to his domain, the Heart Demon Abyss.
He dared not draw any attention along the way. His gains this time were far too great, and if other demon lords discovered them, they would surely try to seize them. Even with his formidable strength, he knew that numbers could overwhelm him.
Upon reaching the Heart Demon Abyss, he immediately expended vast amounts of power to erect powerful barriers—both to prevent Gu Qingfeng from escaping and to ward off any intruders.
Only when the domain was sealed so tightly that not even a fly could enter or leave did he finally relax.
"Phew... home at last."
"Yes, home at last."
Gu Qingfeng’s eerie voice echoed from within the silver coffin.
The Heart Demon Lord sneered, about to mock him—but before he could speak, a sharp crack resounded.
The Heavenly Dao Silver Coffin had split apart!
Countless fissures spread across its surface like shattered glass.
BANG!
A gaping hole burst open in the coffin.
Under the Heart Demon Lord’s horrified gaze, a pale, muscular arm stretched out from within.
Then a second arm followed.
With a powerful push, a strikingly handsome figure emerged from the coffin.
It was Gu Qingfeng.
"Y-you... you—?!" The Heart Demon Lord’s mind reeled in shock, his voice trembling as if he had seen a ghost.
But Gu Qingfeng ignored him entirely, instead surveying his surroundings with a leisurely gaze before taking a deep, greedy breath of the ominous air.
His spirits soared.
"Keh keh keh... Feels good to be home."
"Heavenly Dao Seal!" The ignored Heart Demon Lord suddenly roared in fury, his face twisting with rage.
The shattered silver coffin melted like liquid, transforming into countless chains that sought to suppress Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng’s lips curled into a vicious grin, revealing gleaming white teeth. Bathed in the crimson moonlight, he looked like a demon crawled straight from the depths of hell.
"Devour the Heavens!"
With a mighty roar, he opened his mouth. Empowered by hundreds of millions of years of cultivation, his Devour the Heavens technique unleashed a force several times stronger than even the most ancient demons.
A terrifying suction erupted from his maw—his mouth morphing into a monstrous black hole, mercilessly swallowing everything around him.
The silver chains of the Heavenly Dao were slurped down like noodles.
The Heart Demon Lord sneered. "A mere mortal daring to devour the Heavenly Dao? You’re courting death! Heavenly Dao—shatter!"
He activated the Heavenly Dao within Gu Qingfeng’s body, intending to make him explode from within.
Yet, something bizarre happened.
The Heavenly Dao entered Gu Qingfeng’s stomach... and vanished without a trace.
At the same time, an overwhelming surge of power erupted from Gu Qingfeng’s body, shaking the heavens and earth.
The entire Heart Demon Abyss trembled in fear. A blinding radiance burst forth from him, surrounded by countless divine runes and swirling laws—as if the entire universe had descended upon him.
"So this is the taste of devouring the Heavenly Dao? Exquisite... Keh keh keh!"
Gu Qingfeng threw his head back in mad laughter, his power surging to unfathomable heights.
Moreover, having replaced the Heavenly Dao of the Cangming Realm, the entire realm had now fully merged with his Palm World, becoming his personal dominion.
In other words—he was now the undisputed ruler of the Cangming Realm.
"H-how is this possible?! How could you absorb the Heavenly Dao so quickly?! No... no, that’s not it—why are you immune to the Heavenly Dao’s power?!"
The Heart Demon Lord’s face twisted in disbelief, his heart pounding with terror.
"Wasn’t the Heavenly Dao your weakness?! How can you resist it? Unless..."
A horrifying realization struck him.
"Unless your supposed suppression by the Heavenly Dao was all an act?! You let me capture you?!"
"Keh keh keh... Stop overthinking it. Wasn’t it you who erased my weakness, my dear Heart Demon Lord?"
Gu Qingfeng’s laughter grew even wilder than before—completely unrestrained, without a shred of caution.
Meanwhile, the Heart Demon Lord could no longer muster even a forced smile.
With a sinister grin, Gu Qingfeng advanced step by step toward him.
"As a reward for bringing me home... let’s become one. Once I devour you, we’ll be together for eternity—never to part again. Isn’t that the ultimate fate of family? Keh keh keh..."
"Y-you—stay back! STAY BACK!"
The Heart Demon Lord turned and fled in sheer panic.
But when he reached the borders of his domain, his heart sank.
Layer upon layer of dense barriers blocked his path—the very same ones he had set up earlier to trap Gu Qingfeng.
Now, they trapped him.
Though he had created these barriers himself and could dismantle them, doing so would take time.
It was like locking a door with a hundred different locks. Sure, you had the keys—but if a ravenous monster was charging at you from a hundred meters away, could you unlock them all in time?
The answer was obvious.
The Heart Demon Lord wanted to slap himself. Why had he been so thorough in cutting off his own escape?
His hands trembled violently as he fumbled to undo the seals, constantly glancing back to see if the demon was closing in.
Fear gripped him—true, paralyzing fear. He had only dared to act so boldly because of the Heavenly Dao’s power. But now, the Heavenly Dao had been eaten.
The gruesome fates of the Longevity Demon Lord and the Oath Demon Lord flashed in his mind. He never imagined he would be next.
Humans—or demons—only understood the true terror of death when it stared them in the face.
Especially when death took the form of a man-eating monster.
"Damn it!" The Heart Demon Lord’s panic intensified as memories of his fallen comrades clouded his mind. His fingers slipped, botching a seal—forcing him to start over.
It was like a scene from a horror film: a woman fleeing for her life, desperately trying to unlock a door, her hands shaking so badly she couldn’t fit the key—and of course, she had to drop it once.
The Heart Demon Lord hastily resumed his work, stealing another glance behind him to check Gu Qingfeng’s position.
But when he turned his head—
A pale, grinning face was right in front of him.
Their eyes met.
The Heart Demon Lord’s hands froze mid-motion. His breath hitched. His blood turned to ice.
"Dear family, where are you going? Don’t you want to reunite with your companions?"
Gu Qingfeng smiled and gently patted his stomach, whispering, "Listen, they’re saying they miss you."
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