Rain.
It was silver-white rain.
Moreover, within the rain, strands of golden threads interwove with the silver, glimmering together in a breathtaking spectacle. The raindrops themselves were shaped much like olives. Golden mist spread and surged across heaven and earth.
This rain fell across the entire Eternal World—every realm was covered.
Falling on flowers, grass, and trees—
Ancient trees, already old and brimming with spirituality, suddenly awakened to full sentience. Dense demonic qi surged around them, and gnarled faces appeared on their trunks—gruesome and alive.
Their roots burrowed rapidly into the ground, drawing in nutrients.
Meanwhile, the surrounding plants withered instantly, their life force forcibly drained, turning them into lifeless husks. The tree's branches swayed, its leaves dancing with crisp sounds.
This… was no longer a tree.
It had become a tree demon.
Deep in the forest, ancient vines bathed in the gold-and-silver rain swelled visibly, growing wildly and sprouting countless offshoots, engulfing everything around them.
Blooming immortal flowers absorbed the nectar from the sky, their petals glowing with light. Their spirituality surged, and inside their buds, one could faintly see sprites being nurtured.
In the wilderness, a massive wild boar stood beneath the rain. The droplets seeped into its body—and its eyes, once filled with savage madness, now flickered with intelligence. Its aura began transforming into demonic qi, and with a roar, its body changed.
Dark mist swirled.From the black fog emerged a terrifying creature with the body of a man and the head of a boar, green-skinned and tusked—a monster.
Across the Eternal World, similar phenomena erupted.
Countless beasts gained sentience, while plants and trees awoke into spirits.Everything drank greedily from the nectar falling from the heavens.
In that moment, life across wilderness and sea began to awaken.
Beasts evolved, vegetation transformed.
The wilderness, once untamed, grew exponentially more dangerous—ten times, maybe even a hundred times more than before. A dense, chaotic demonic aura began to sweep across the land.
This scene played out before all eyes—Great Yi was no exception.
Yi Tianxing stood above the Imperial Palace, on the Rainbow Bridge, staring at the rain of gold and silver cascading from the void. His expression was grave.
Soon, ministers like Cai Yong, Zhuge Liang, Liu Bowen, and others appeared beside him, all watching the rain with heavy faces. The imperial consorts also joined them.
"Imperial Nectar. This is Imperial Nectar."
It was Ao You who first spoke, her expression serious.
Sun Simiao followed:
"From the Alternative Names of Rare Materials and Stone Medicine Erya: 'Magnet that does not attract needles is called Green Autumn, also known as Imperial Nectar.'"
Zhuge Liang added:
"Addendum to the Qi Xie Chronicles – Imperial Nectar states: 'On the night of Gengshen, beneath the moonlight lies the Imperial Nectar. It appears as countless olives, with ten thousand golden threads linking them together, descending to the mortal world. When flora absorbs this essence, it becomes demonized.'"
Cai Yong continued, quoting from Zi Bu Yu:
"Every 60 years, on the 15th day of the 7th lunar month, the moonlight contains Imperial Nectar. A night's cultivation with it equals thousands of years of absorbing sun and moon essence. Trees and plants absorb it to become demons; foxes and ghosts gain magical powers. Grass and wood have spirit but not fate—Imperial Nectar gives them fate. Foxes and ghosts already have fate, so it greatly enhances them."
These records all confirmed one thing:
This was a massive blessing of heaven and earth.
Not just for cultivators—but especially for the beasts, plants, and spiritual creatures of the world. It allowed:
Cultivators to advance their cultivation dramatically.
Plants and trees to awaken sentience.
Beasts to awaken bloodline powers and evolve rapidly.
Yet forming Imperial Nectar was no easy feat—it required the fusion of the sun and moon essence, derived from the two supreme stellar sources: Taiyin Star (Moon) and Sun Star.
These two were opposites—day and night, never meant to meet.Yet here they were—their powers mingling.
"This isn't a coincidence," said Jia Xu, grave. "Someone engineered this event—perhaps even with intent to alter the world."
"Soon," he continued, "the number and power of demons and monsters will explode. Someone is trying to revive the demon race. With Imperial Nectar, years or centuries of cultivation can be bypassed. If they succeed, it will shatter the existing order."
Yi Tianxing lifted his gaze to the void, toward the Sun Star, his heart heavy.
The Ancestral Witches had returned.
He couldn't believe that the two demon emperors would stay absent.
The multiverse was merging. This fantasy world was the legendary battleground of those ancient names.
If the Ancestral Witches had returned, then the demon emperors must have as well.
Only they could orchestrate something of this scale.
"Demon Emperor Dijun… Demon Sovereign Donghuang Taiyi…"
Yi Tianxing muttered, his voice solemn.
These two were monstrous figures who, as mere brothers, could stand against the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
If they returned, the world would truly spiral into chaos.
And this was only the beginning.
"This Imperial Nectar will also spawn countless demons within Great Yi's borders, increasing the wilderness's danger tenfold. The entire order of the wild lands will shift," said Huang Chengyan, equally grim.
Yes, Imperial Nectar brought fortune.
But also endless trouble.
Who knew what strange beings would be born in this rain?
It would upend everything they knew about the world.
These beings, born of transformation, might someday rival the Wu Clan in strength.
Now was the best time to destroy them—but it was unrealistic.Only if every race united immediately against the newborn demons could they hope to suppress this tide.
But the dark hand behind this surely wouldn't allow it.
"Let it be," Yi Tianxing said. "The wild remains wild. They can't overturn the sky. Within my Great Yi, if they violate the Heavenly Decree, we kill. Demons or not—it makes no difference. The Vast Sea belongs to Great Yi."
He looked toward the Vast Sea Realm.
From the oceans to the wilderness, waves of demon qi were spreading fast.
Clearly, countless demon-kind had already been born—and even more were cultivating according to ancient demon techniques.
But few had realized one truth:
This Imperial Nectar wasn't just sun and moon essence—it contained something even more mystical.
Then, Yi Tianxing's voice rang out across the heavens:
"By Imperial Edict: A new Heavenly Law shall be added.
In all of Great Yi's territories—
All fierce beasts and sea beasts are forbidden from becoming demons.
All plants and trees are forbidden from becoming spirits."
His voice was infused with an irresistible will. Each word ignited in the sky, radiating divine light.
They wove together into a mystical chain, vanishing into the void—merging into the existing Heavenly Decrees.
And so, an invisible shackle was cast over the entire Vast Sea Realm.
This was the Heavenly Law—a decree backed by the national fate of Great Yi.
Within immortal cities, the Heavenly Decree was strongest.
In the wilderness, slightly weaker—but still present.
Whether strong or weak, the result was the same:
"Beasts may not become demons.Plants may not become spirits."
Even if they gained sentience from Imperial Nectar—Even if they awakened wisdom—Even if they shed their ignorance—
They were not allowed to become demons or spirits within Great Yi.
Such was the will of Heaven, sealed by the mandate of the Emperor, and fueled by the will of Trillions.