"Damn it! That World-Destroying Demon Dragon didn't even manage to damage Great Yi—it's already been suppressed! Those Zodiac Guardians, that Emperor Yi… he's hidden too deeply!"
From a secret hiding place, Black Robe and his group had been observing the battle outside Lingzhu City.
They were utterly shocked.
The Nine-Tailed Demon Dragon hadn't even reached land before being struck down. It was ruthless. Brutal.
"Yi Emperor must've already reached the Dao Platform Realm! Otherwise, how could a single divine ability cripple the dragon like that?!"
"Great Yi is growing more and more unfathomable…" White Robe added coldly.
"Still, this time the Demon Abyss has been opened. The World-Destroying Demon Dragon was just the first. More and more Primordial Beasts will emerge. Even if they don't cause devastating losses, they will at least heavily distract Great Yi."
Black Robe sneered.
"These Abyssal Gates link the Eternal World and Eternal Night. Once opened, they follow unique laws. Even a great divine cultivator self-destructing inside won't close the passage."
"Great Yi might be powerful—but sealing this kind of gate is impossible for them right now."
"And more importantly," he grinned, "this particular gate was opened using a special secret technique bestowed by the lord above. The Abyssal Gate can move."
That was the true danger.
If Great Yi believed the gate would stay put, they were dead wrong. After a certain interval, the Demon Abyss would shift—randomly appearing within a 10,000-mile radius. It could appear anywhere.
Even the most powerful force would be caught off guard.
If one day it emerged outside a Immortal city—its destruction would be terrifying.
Unlike this time—where it was intercepted at sea—the next time could be catastrophic.
That night, within the Imperial Palace of Xuanhuang City…
In the Zhixing Hall, all was still and silent.
Not even palace maids were allowed entry.
Yi Tianxing sat at a desk, and in a flash of flowing light, a figure in black dragon robes appeared across from him.
He looked identical to Yi Tianxing himself.
This was none other than Yi Tianxie—his avatar.
His aura was even deeper than before, like a vast ocean, impossible to measure.
"Good," Yi Tianxing said, eyes gleaming. "You've also reached the Dao Platform Realm. It's time you demonstrated your value. Even traveling to that place, you'll have the strength to protect yourself."
Yi Tianxie had always been blessed with extraordinary cultivation speed.
As the Embodiment of All Evil, he absorbed endless wicked thoughts, evil desires, and emotional energy. His physique was the Ten Thousand Evils Dao Body—a living fountain of corruption and power.
Once his main body advanced to the Dao Platform Realm, he had naturally followed.
More importantly, he had forged a supreme altar: the Altar of Ten Thousand Evils—a terrifying structure incorporating:
The Seven Emotions,
The Six Desires,
The Seven Deadly Sins,
The Four Ghosts,
The Four Ferocious Beasts,
The Shadow Path,
The Demonic Dao,
The Blood Moon,
The Evil Spirits.
Each of the nine layers of the altar was utterly twisted and malevolent—yet perfectly attuned to his path.
Its power boosted his strength to unimaginable levels.
In some ways, Yi Tianxie's potential might even exceed Yi Tianxing's.
Yi Tianxie grinned evilly.
"Don't worry, my true self. Now that I've reached the Dao Platform Realm, the skies are wide and the sea boundless."
"The Blood Moon Altar was forged for this moment."
Yi Tianxing nodded calmly.
"You and I are one. This mission demands caution above all else. As long as you can establish a foothold—that alone is a great success."
There was no need for lengthy instructions. Their minds were connected.
"Leave it to me. Once I'm there—I'll flip their world upside down. Just watch."
"Good. Go now—the sooner the better. We must avoid any unpredictable shifts."
"As you wish. I'm off."
With a final smirk, Yi Tianxie vanished silently.
A black shadow appeared in the deep sea, and with a ripple—disappeared completely.
No one noticed a thing.
"I've been preparing for this moment for decades… Time to send them a nice little gift."
Yi Tianxing looked up at the sky, his eyes gleaming coldly.
Elsewhere in the palace, a secluded courtyard basked in soft lantern light.
Even at night, the blooming lotuses and glowing lights made it feel like daytime. The atmosphere was serene and charming.
Upon the lake, a small boat floated gently.
Three elegant figures sat aboard, playing music, chatting, and enjoying the evening.
These were none other than three of the one hundred women selected in the earlier consort selection.
But they were no longer candidates—each had already been favored by Yi Tianxing and officially conferred titles.
Consort Hong – Ji Hongyue
Consort Jiao – Han Jiaojiao
Consort Yu – Hu Yuniang
The three were highly favored in the harem.
They had blended well with the other consorts and concubines, forming genuine friendships and alliances.
They often visited the city, admired the capital's prosperity, and discussed cultivation and Dao. In just a few months, they had become as close as sisters.
There were no conflicts in the harem.
This harmony was due to several key reasons:
These women were cultivators, not ordinary mortals.
Great Yi was not a typical empire—there was no crown prince rivalry, no imperial infighting.
Yi Tianxing's strength ensured none were neglected.
There were no disputes over heirs—succession was not based on bloodline.
As a result, no jealousy or schemes were necessary.
Even Cai Yan, the empress, was pleased with this balance. After all, she didn't want her husband to be plagued by domestic squabbles.
Over time, the bond among the three consorts deepened. They were often seen together.
"Sister Hongyue… We've entered the palace, but how are we supposed to carry out Dao Zun's mission?"
"This is no mortal palace. There's no imperial struggle, no power games…"
"We were told to bewitch the Emperor, but that's nearly impossible. Even with frequent visits, we can't withstand his power. And even the Bewitching Immortal Scripture hardly affects him—it just makes him… dote on us more."
The speaker was Hu Yuniang, gentle and elegant, her brow furrowed with worry.
"The Emperor is a peerless genius—an innately supreme emperor. His will is unshakable."
"Even if we tried to seduce him, too many attempts would only raise suspicion," said Ji Hongyue with a sigh.
There were some things they simply could not do—lest they expose themselves.
"Then what do we do? The mission from Dao Zun was to sow chaos in the harem."
"But how can we cause chaos if there's no strife?"
Han Jiaojiao looked completely helpless.
These three weren't ordinary women.
They were the Three Demonesses of Chiyou's Tomb, sent by Dao Zun (Heavenly) to infiltrate Great Yi and sabotage its court.
Their beauty and elegance made them stand out in the selection. Now, each had been favored—and yet, their mission seemed impossible.
But the longer they stayed… the more their feelings began to change.
They had experienced Yi Tianxing's power up close—and began to feel something.
Even though they were demons, they were still women.
Spending time with Yi Tianxing… it was hard not to fall for him.
This private meeting was to discuss what to do next.
"Perhaps… we should abandon the mission."
"Live peacefully in the palace instead."
"With the Bewitching Immortal Scripture, our demonic aura cleansed, we're no different from humans now. Why not just… remain as imperial consorts?"
"It could be a better path."
Hu Yuniang's voice trembled with hesitation—and something deeper.
After all, they had seen Great Yi's grandeur with their own eyes.
It was a realm of strength, prosperity, and limitless future.
It was not a weak mortal kingdom, but a rising Emperor Court, poised to become a Sacred Court.
Once it shattered the Four Divine Seals, it would rise beyond imagination—and they would rise with it.
As women, to stand by Yi Tianxing's side was already the envy of the world.
Chaos might bring infamy and death.
Peace brought safety, power… and perhaps even love.
"Sister… I understand what you're thinking. But… that's Dao Zun we're talking about."
Ji Hongyue's voice was soft—but filled with internal conflict.
To betray the Dao Zun… was unthinkable.
But staying in Great Yi—was so tempting.