The tiger demon told you.
"Actually, the so-called dissipation of the soul is just an illusion.
The fundamental reason is that no matter which world it is, as long as a living being exists, its soul will be sensed by the Underworld after death and then taken away.
Some powerful beings have ways to delay being sensed, or even evade the Underworld's detection entirely.
But such existences are extremely rare in any world.
Fighting against the laws of heaven and earth is no easy task."
"Then why haven't any of you been taken away?"
"Because the Demon Realm was destroyed and erased from the Void Realms. The Underworld can't even sense the Demon Realm anymore, so how could it sense wandering ghosts like us inside it?"
You heard the term "Void Realm" once again.
"So, the Void Realm is a broad term. The Human Realm and the Demon Realm are both types of Void Realms, and the Underworld governs the souls of all Void Realms."
"You really are from the Human Realm. What a twist of fate. I, Hu Tiangong, died at the hands of humans, so I suppose it's a fitting end."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Humans and demons are mortal enemies. Thirty thousand years ago, our Demon Emperor led our entire race to launch a Realm War against you humans. The result was mutually assured destruction, and the legacies of both sides were severed."
"So the demons in the Human Realm are actually an invasive species... Hey? Xiao Wan, didn't you say you'd never seen a large-scale invasion from another world? Did you lie to me again?"
Seeing that you were rubbing your fists, ready to deliver a blow of materialism, the Myriad Soul Banner retorted.
"That was thirty thousand years ago! I wasn't even born yet!"
Hu Tiangong continued speaking.
"When we retreated, there was indeed a portion of demons who didn't make it out in time and stayed behind. Are they still there now?"
"They're alive and well. The territory they occupy is even larger than what we humans have for ourselves."
"Hahaha! Good, good! That's truly the only piece of good news I've heard in thirty thousand years."
You really wanted to refine this guy on the spot, but this tiger demon calling himself Hu Tiangong clearly possessed a lot of information.
Having been a wandering ghost for thirty thousand years, Hu Tiangong had made peace with everything. Now he only wanted to be freed as soon as possible. He answered whatever you asked, having nothing to hide.
According to Hu Tiangong's own account, he was just an unremarkable commanding general under the Demon Emperor back then, and had followed the Emperor to attack the Human Realm.
That was why he could speak the human language.
In that grand and tragic Realm War, Hu Tiangong, covered in wounds, luckily survived and retreated from the Human Realm.
The Demon Emperor, the Human Emperor, and the top experts from both sides almost entirely perished in this Realm War.
The retreating demons originally intended to rest and recuperate, planning to continue their attack on the Human Realm in the future.
Unexpectedly, right when the demons retreated, another group of aliens had already descended upon the Demon Realm ahead of time.
They waited at their leisure for the exhausted demons, their weapons sharp and their massive army pressing down.
The demon race, having just suffered a crushing defeat in the Human Realm with their higher-ups withered, their elites lost, and their numbers sharply reduced, were slaughtered until not even a chicken or dog was spared.
Hu Tiangong was killed during this period.
"They were a bunch of guys who looked like bipedal walking lizards. I don't know when they infiltrated our Demon Realm, but their destruction of us was clearly premeditated."
You took a brush and a piece of drawing paper from your storage ring, your hands moving quickly to draw a soulful sketch.
"Do the aliens you mentioned look like this?"
You drew the general appearance of the Dragonkin race.
Although it was extremely abstract, Hu Tiangong understood it.
"Yes! Are they in the Human Realm too? Has the Human Realm also been destroyed?"
"Not yet..."
You thought of what the Shen family's ancestor had said—the Qiankun Mirror once prophesied that the Human Realm would face a catastrophic disaster within a hundred years.
Could it be that it would be destroyed by the Dragonkin, just like the Demon Realm?
"There's one thing I don't understand. Even if the Dragonkin killed all the demons, what does that have to do with the destruction of the world? Doesn't the Demon Realm still exist? How could it cause the Underworld to be unable to sense you?"
Hu Tiangong sighed helplessly.
"That's all I know. Back when I followed Lord Demon Emperor, I learned about the existence of the Underworld. I only know that if it weren't for the world being erased, the Underworld wouldn't just ignore us."
You looked up at the sky.
There was no sun, moon, or stars—only a stretch of gloom.
You looked down at the ground.
There was no lush green grass—only a stretch of desolation.
This was indeed an apocalyptic scene.
Was this all done by the Dragonkin?
How did they do it?
"I want to return to the Human Realm. Is there a way?"
"Traveling between two worlds is extremely difficult. Lord Demon Emperor relied on his heaven-defying cultivation base and held the five Great Dao Immortal Artifacts of the Demon Realm to open the World Gate and send the demon army to the Human Realm."
"The Demon Realm also has Great Dao Immortal Artifacts?"
"Of course, every Void Realm has them. The Great Dao Immortal Artifacts are the cornerstones of the Five Elements. Without them, the Five Elements would fall into chaos, and the Earth Spirit would lose its supervision."
The Myriad Soul Banner shuddered with excitement.
"The Demon Realm also has an Earth Spirit?!"
He was thinking of tricking another Earth Spirit in the Demon Realm.
"Of course there is. The Earth Spirit is the cornerstone that allows intelligent life to be born. A Void Realm without an Earth Spirit only has unawakened mountains, rivers, and vegetation."
The Demon Emperor might have been an existence similar to a Realm Lord.
Hu Tiangong had followed him, so his knowledge was quite extensive.
You gained quite a lot from talking to him.
You told the Myriad Soul Banner to hold off on refining Hu Tiangong and focus on refining the other demon souls first.
Hu Tiangong was actually unhappy about this.
You had to comfort him, promising that once you found a way back to the Human Realm, you would definitely refine him immediately.
"Although I don't know how to go to the Human Realm, I can point you in the right direction."
"Please do!"
"When the Dragonkin attacked the Demon Realm, our Dao Protector probably died in battle as well. At that time, the Demon Realm had already been erased, and the souls of the dead couldn't rest in peace, so the Dao Protector's soul should still be in the Demon Realm. If you find him, he knows absolutely everything about the Demon Realm and might be able to help you."
"The world is so big, where would he be?"
"When the Dao Protector was alive, he basically stayed on the Migratory Continent. You can go look for him there first."
"What continent?"
"The Demon Realm has several continents. The one beneath our feet is the Tongtian Continent. The Migratory Continent is a very special one; it moves, and it moves extremely fast—a displacement visible to the naked eye."
"So you're saying, as long as we go out to sea first and spot a moving continent, we might find your Demon Realm's Dao Protector! By the way, what exactly is a Dao Protector?"
The Shen family's ancestor said he was the first Dao Protector of the Human Realm since the ancient era, and now here was another Dao Protector.
Hu Tiangong only knew that the Dao Protector was very strong and would protect the demon race and the Demon Realm; he wasn't clear about anything else.
You sat on the fully automatic flying machine—the Nine Provinces Cauldron—and started flying continuously in one direction.
"Da Chun, why is it so slow?"
["Without the essence of heaven and earth, I can only rely on eating peaches to recover my divine power. If I fly too fast, I will soon be unable to move."]
["Can crystal stones replenish divine power?"]
["Yes, they can."]
[You still have quite a few crystal stones in your storage ring.]
[But you have to use them sparingly now.]
[Year Forty-One, Fifty-Nine Years Old.]
[Drawing trait...]
[Draw successful!]
["Thank you, Taro!" (White Common): You suffer from face blindness. Especially when expressing your gratitude, you cannot tell who exactly helped you.]
[Do you wish to adjust the trait?]
[Yes / No]
"In the blink of an eye, I am almost sixty years old. It is time for the elderly group traits to make their debut."

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)