What does it mean to nurture a tiger only to invite calamity?
The weak Divine Land's Heavenly Dao and the greedy Abyssal Starfiends serve as a vivid example.
Long, long ago, a starving Abyssal Starfiend Matriarch drifted into this universe. Drawn by the dense spiritual essence, it pinpointed the prosperous Divine Land as its target.
Back then, however, the Matriarch was merely a minor entity, barely at the "Otherworldly" level of strength—any True Immortal could easily crush it. Trash-tier, in other words!
And the Divine Land?
Though its Immortal Gates were still open and it lacked many top-tier powerhouses to anchor its fortune, it had forcibly retained two First-Rank Heavenly Gods, maintaining its laws at the True Immortal level!
In short, the Divine Land's Heavenly Dao back then already possessed the power to rival Celestial Immortals and suppress True Immortals!
But...
It was too cowardly!
It could have annihilated that Sub-World level Starfiend Matriarch, yet it chose indulgence—even recalling its two First-Rank Heavenly Gods and their armies just as they were about to slay the creature!
The reason? Absurd. It feared that destroying this weak Matriarch would attract something far worse.
To avoid greater calamity, it chose to nurture the feeble Starfiend, hoping to tame it...
But Starfiends cannot be tamed!
They have no concept of morality or emotion!
Later, the well-fed Matriarch rapidly grew to Semi-World level strength, flipping the script in an instant. No longer under the Divine Land's control, it bared its fangs and began draining the world's essence like a parasite.
Disillusioned, the two First-Rank Heavenly Gods eventually chose to ascend the Immortal Path, seeking broader horizons...
From active nurturing to passive plundering—Divine Land's downfall hinged on a single spineless decision by its Heavenly Dao.
Chen Yi couldn’t comprehend such weakness, let alone respect it.
Afraid of "killing the small only to provoke the big"?
Pathetic. Just an excuse to avoid reality!
Even the gentle Purple Tenuity Heavenly Dao, though outmatched by the demonic Starfiends, fought tooth and nail—willing to expend its spiritual essence in battle but never as tribute!
But the Divine Land's Heavenly Dao? Surrendering after victory!
Trying to domesticate a Starfiend Matriarch?
Moron!
These abominations cultivate power without virtue, recognizing only brute force, never righteousness!
"BOOM!!!"
In the depths of the outer void, Chen Yi swung his obsidian halberd, shattering the crimson barrier sealing the cosmic abyss.
Tens of thousands of demonic Starfiends, sensing their gate under attack, surged out in fury.
After years of gorging on the Divine Land’s offerings, these fiends had grown obscenely robust—adults devouring Pseudo-Immortals, juveniles snacking on Tribulation-crossers like candy!
"ROARRR!!!"
"Who dares attack our gate?!"
"Woken from sweet dreams—I’m livid!!"
"Not tribute day yet, but I’ll snack on Divine Land anyway!"
"Huh? A human! He smells... delicious!"
"Mine! Don’t grab!"
The swarm charged like a raging stellar river toward the Divine Land.
As a major demonic nest, their numbers stretched beyond—countless more fiends packed the cosmic abyss, waiting to spill forth once the vanguard cleared the way.
An endless, churning tide!
As for the halberd-wielding man blocking their path to the Divine Land...
A mere snack. One bite.
Chen Yi waited calmly until the horde closed in, their ranks stretched thin—until the abyss disgorged its full horde. Only then did he raise his halberd.
"Extreme Dao: Demon-Sunder."
A murmur, soft as declaring a royal flush in cards—yet it froze hell itself.
The lead Starfiends sensed doom.
Too late. Those behind shoved them forward. No escape!!!
The halberd carved a graceful arc. Crimson energy erupted in a crescent slash, reaping through miles of demonic flesh like scything wheat.
The same Extreme Dao: Demon-Sunder technique—once performed by Chen Yi’s One-Star Violet Heaven Immortal avatar—had slain 30,000 Starfiends, leaving nine adult survivors.
Now, his Three-Star Chaos avatar wielded it against a legion tenfold in size and might. One strike. One hundred thousand demons. Zero survivors.
Silence.
The void beyond the abyss lay pristine, cleansed by fading ripples.
Meanwhile, deep within the cosmic abyss...
The Semi-World level Starfiend Matriarch—its split selves all severed—snapped awake.
A grotesque humanoid horror: its torso warped, chest cavity a bottomless black pit, ribs like shattered branches splayed outward, veiled in quivering translucent flesh.
Its bulbous head, one-third of its mass, oozed fetid slime from countless pores. A single eyeball bulged with ten thousand pupils. Its maw split to the ears, jagged teeth glinting.
"Dare slaughter my brood?!"
With a guttural screech, it lunged toward the exit—only to eat a halberd strike mid-charge.
THUD!
Chen Yi held back—just enough to daze, not destroy.
SCHLICK.
The obsidian halberd pinned the Matriarch’s chest-pit, immobilizing it.
"Oi. Answer well, die quick. Answer poorly... suffer."
The Matriarch blinked, then trembled. "Who—why attack?! What did I do?!"
Ignoring its panic, Chen Yi mused, "Starfiend Matriarchs plague every world like leeches. Tell me—have you no home? Where were you born?"
As he spoke, the halberd’s tip teased the pit’s depths, stopping a hair from its fragile true spirit. Maximum pressure.
Though disoriented, the Matriarch’s murky gaze sharpened under mortal terror.
"Spare me! I—I don’t know my origin! But I have a home!
"Earliest memory is leaving it, already adrift in the void... hunting worlds by instinct. Born this way! Anything before... wiped clean! I swear!"
"Don't kill me, I beg you—spare me! I'll do anything you ask..."
Even ants cling to life, let alone a heartless, amoral Abyssal Matriarch desperate to survive.
This bastard charged in without warning, attacking without a care for whether she could endure it!
Just what had she done to provoke him?
If he’d just tell her, she’d change—wasn’t that enough?

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