The Story Never Ends

Once Davion entered the void with Siena, his expression immediately became ugly. He found that his law rune was getting suppressed heavily by a tyrannical devil essence.

His blood-colored flames were drying out and flickering as if they would extinguish in a couple of seconds.

"Damn! Is it due to the sparse number of flame elementary particles in the Devil World?" He cursed furiously.

"Yeah. It seems to be the case." She too looked worried. Even her fairy armor might not be able to resist the chaotic power of the void.

"You can go into my small world for now. I will go all out and forcibly bring us to the Devil World." Without waiting for her response, he directly sent her inside his lamp and solemnly gazed at the white-colored portals some distance away from him.

"I just need to use brute force and pass through the nearest one." Making up his mind, he unleashed his Heavenly Body and Devil body at the same time.

As for releasing his multicolored domain, it was useless. He knew that it would get instantly suppressed like his flames. So, he burst out with only his devil essence after becoming a giant.

"Whoosh!"

He traveled at the speed of light towards the portal closest to him while suffering many injuries on the way. He felt thousands of sharp blades slicing up his skin and violent forces slamming down on him from all directions.

Thus, he had many cuts on his body, and his internal organs were crumbling, making him bleed excessively from inside out. His injuries were getting serious as seconds passed.

"My God! Is this why only Venerable Experts can travel through the void?" He was speechless. If not for his powerful physical body, he would have already died.

Furthermore, a normal Domain Realm Expert can't even move here because of the raging forces everywhere. Either he would get crushed to death or mistakenly hurled in a random portal.

Having these scary thoughts, he mustered all his strength and managed to reach the portal barely in time before his body collapsed.

***

In a certain part of the Devil World, there were muddy swamps and large pitch-black towery trees, carrying an eerie atmosphere. The sky was dark as there were no sun, moon, or stars to illuminate the lands.

The only thing that produced light was some weird types of blue lustrous gems on the ground and colorful translucent devils flying around like fireflies.

Abruptly, the space cracked and from there a humongous person crashed down on the swamp, alerting the nearby devils.

"Pop!Pop!Pop!"

Hundreds of devil heads emerged from the swaps, branches of the tree, and bushes in the surroundings. They were of various shapes, colors, and attributes. Nonetheless, they were all radiating auras in the level of cultivators at the body refining stages and Qi refining stages.

This indicated that they were devils and devil minions who had zero intelligence. As a result, they curiously proceeded forward, not realizing with whom they were messing.

Approaching the unconscious giant that was half-submerged in the swamp, their eyes were filled with greed. They could sense tones of devil essence contained in him which was beneficial for their growth.

This was how the cultivation system in the devil world worked. One simply devoured the other to become stronger.

The moment they reached him; they opened their disgusting mouths to feed upon him. However, upon contact with his skin, they noticed that something was wrong.

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't tear off his flesh. It felt like they were biting a hard rock. Therefore, they could only give up on his flesh.

Nevertheless, this was not the end of their greed as their attention gradually went to the blood that was still dripping from his injuries. But a bigger problem arose when they licked it.

"Whoosh!"

Their bodies burned and vanished into thin air by his destructive flames in the blink of an eye. This sudden change frightened the devils who were steadily nearing him.

Hence, realizing the danger, they dashed off without turning back. But at the same time, Davion finally woke up.

"You dare!" His thunderous voice resounded in a mile radius, causing the trees to shake and every creature in the vicinity to cower in fear. It was a horrifying experience.

They couldn't believe what they witnessed. The same went for the Devil Commanders who were hidden deep in the swamps. Since they had already developed their intelligence, they didn't run towards the source of the sound stupidly but rather gathered together.

"What might have happened there?"

"Even we Devil Commanders can barely withstand this."

"Did a devil king make an appearance here?"

The devils talked with each other, discussing the probabilities with fear written all over their faces.

"Shut up!" An aged cold voice rang from behind their backs, surprising them greatly.

"It's Commander Gerald, the strongest one among us and the right-hand man of the king."

"I thought that he was staying in seclusion to break through to the Devil King Stage."

"What brings him here?"

"Is it due to the earlier sound?"

They gossiped while looking at the red-colored devil who was coming towards them. It had a long brown beard, two convex horns, red pupils, and was wearing armor made from bones.

"Follow me! We are investigating who is creating trouble here." Gerald declared.

"This.." The devils turned towards each other and hesitated. They didn't have the confidence to go.

"Humph! You all have the guts to disobey me?" Gerald unleashed his aura and they trembled, nearly falling on their knees.

"Half-stage Devil King Realm." They sucked in a cold breath.

"Gray wolf, you will report this matter to the king straight away and the rest shall accompany me." His words were absolute and no one dared to voice their opinions.

On the other side,

Davion set his sights upon these measly devils with anger. How dare they try to eat him up? If not for Malcolm reminding him, who knows what would have happened.

Although they couldn't do anything to him, what if a powerful devil was attracted here? Wouldn't he have met his doom?

"Master, let me devour them. It would help me recover a little bit of my cultivation." Davion heard Malcolm's voice once again.

"You may." He nodded and took out all the fairy pills he obtained from the inheritance of the Human Saint.

"Consuming them should level me up, and I would recover as well." While he was focused on recuperating, Malcolm made his move.

"Whoosh!"

A majestic silvery longsword appeared from his Dantian and it levitated in the air. From there, Malcolm's arrogant laughter sounded.

"Haha, the smell of Devil World."

"It feels good to be back."

"Little children, come be my food."

He released a terrifying suction force, and everything in a kilometer radius was drawn towards him. This included the devil essence permitting between heavens and earth, trees, rocks, soil, and of course, the devils.

"Swish!Swish!Swish!"

The sword made many cuts in the air, slicing the devils like chickens, causing blue blood to fall like rainwater. Not only that but it was fully dyed with blood and wails of devils could still be heard from it.

"Haha, I am close to becoming a Devil King. The Devil World is indeed the best." A robust aura was emitted from him and the suction phenomenon eventually settled down.

"Eh! There are still devils here?" Before he could catch his breath, he noticed many powerful devils approaching here.

"Hehe, it seems like they are here to assist me in my breakthrough." The sword glinted coldly as it charged straight towards them. He didn't want to give them the chance to strike first.

Gerald, who was leading the devils, frowned all of a sudden and yelled, "Back away. It's an ambush."

He leaped into the air and taking out a bone spear from his spirit ring, he swept it ahead.

"Clang"

Two sharp objects collided, generating horrific shockwaves and a big explosion.

"BOOM"

Smoke and dust shot everywhere, disrupting the vision and creating chaos among the devils.

"Who dares to sneak attack us?"

"Don't worry guys. It's a fool's dream if the enemy thinks that he can defeat us this shamelessly."

"Yeah. Commander Gerald has made his move."

But cold water was poured over their heads when they saw his sorry state after the dust had settled down.

Currently, Gerald was on his knees, looking at the broken spear in his hands with disbelief. He couldn't believe his middle-grade devil artifact would break this easily.

"It was personally handed down to me by the king." He cried out in anguish.

"Who?" He wiped the blood on his loops and bellowed in anger.

"Brat, you are quite strong. To think that you could remain unharmed after taking my attack." Malcolm appeared in his vision and everyone became shocked.

"A sword?" As lowly devils who had yet to see the outside world, how can they know about fairy artifacts and their souls?