You want me to take out a loan to practice cultivation? I'll just pay off the debt physically.

On the other side, the avatar of the Heart Demon God, formed from pure spiritual power, drifted within Yu Xiao's temple, which seemed to be constructed from solidified night.

During the conversation, He keenly noticed an extremely unusual detail.

[This newly crowned Lord of the Night, Yu Xiao, showed no surprise or wariness whatsoever at the sudden visit of this top-tier demon god of the abyss.]

[In the depths of those eyes, as deep as a starry abyss, remained as calm as if they had foreseen this scene all along.]

Moreover, this doesn't seem fake, and there's no acting involved.

All of this seemed to be intended to let Him know, to stir up some other speculations in His heart.

This is completely unreasonable!

[He is a demon god of the abyss!]

[They are among the top-ranked beings on the list of mortal enemies of the gods in the spirit world!]

Admittedly, throughout history, there have been instances where abyssal demons and certain true gods of the spirit world have engaged in clandestine deals in the absolute shadows, but those were all acts of utterly reckless abandon.

[Once exposed, without the Abyss's will even need to act, the enraged Spirit Realm's will will be the first to crush it into dust.]

So what gave Yu Xiao such confidence and composure in awaiting His arrival?

[Was it all part of a plan that He crossed the starry seas, risking being hunted down by the wills of two great worlds, to infiltrate this place?]

This realization caused a violent tremor in the core of the Heart Demon God's mind, followed by an indescribable clarity that welled up within him.

It seems that the Red Heart Society is the ultimate destination that guides Him and calls Him across the endless void.

That guiding force is not an illusion, but a real and undeniable pull of destiny!

Yu Xiao didn't offer much explanation, but simply ended this brief, unspoken exchange with an almost procedural simplicity.

With a wave of his hand, a portal woven entirely of shadow silently opened, leading the avatar of the Heart Demon God to a seemingly ordinary residential area deep within the Red Heart Society headquarters.

However, this ordinariness lasted only a moment.

Just as Yu Xiao inadvertently led the Inner Demon God to the specific area where the future warriors lived, a sudden change occurred.

The moment the avatar of the Heart Demon stepped onto the edge of that space, the entire world of perception shattered like a mirror lake tossed with a boulder.

His eyes, constructed of spiritual authority, were instantly scorched by the pervasive, almost tangible, atmosphere of time and space surrounding him.

Countless broken and reformed threads of fate, like billions of invisible strings, vibrated wildly in the void, emitting a piercing scream that only a being like Him could hear, a scream powerful enough to tear the soul apart.

That wasn't a single flow of time, but rather the traces left behind after countless timelines from different futures intersected and collided here.

Each wisp of lingering aura represents a strange being that has lost its future, yet simultaneously exists in the present!

The Demon God's heart was boiling, and the divine fire was screaming.

He saw it!

[Deep within that chaotic yet dazzling mist of time and space, a brand new path, crystal clear and radiating with infinite possibilities, is projected straight upon the very essence of His soul.]

That was no longer the path of mental authority bestowed by the abyss, filled with chaos and constraints, but a heavenly avenue purely constructed by the mind itself.

[A spiritual path that breaks free from the shackles of the abyss and the constraints of the world's will, a path truly belonging to His own inner demon god.]

【hope!】

An unprecedented ray of hope exploded within His soul, instantly igniting a longing suppressed for billions of years!

Without the slightest hesitation!

The true form of the Demon God, hidden deep within the abyss, made a decision instantly upon sensing the torrent of information transmitted by its avatar—information powerful enough to alter its destiny.

His enormous divine body, a vortex of twisted mind, erupted with unprecedented power.

However, even though He was coming, He didn't forget to make some preparations.

In an instant, He deployed 5,731 protective divine spells with completely different functions, spatial illusions, causal disturbance traps, and camouflage layers capable of simulating the aura of dozens of abyssal demon gods around His hiding place.

Its sole purpose was to disguise the earth-shattering event of its true form leaving the abyss as a normal conflict between demons and gods, an internal energy surge.

[It might even have been a failed experiment.]

Having done all this, the Demon God's true form had no more attachments; it precisely locked onto the spacetime coordinates of the Red Heart Society's headquarters.

This hope for the future was enough for Him to disregard the faint possibility that the will of the abyss might exist.

The path to the future is already before Him; He has no desire to waste another moment in the suffocating prison of the abyss!

When the vast and unreserved spiritual power of the Demon God swept over the Red Heart Society headquarters for the first time, unprecedented horror, like a bucket of ice water, stunned even this abyssal behemoth. [So many beings without a future?]

In His perception, those residential areas were densely packed with a terrifying number of time-space souls.

Every soul carries the imprint of a future that clashes with the present.

Those marks, whether clear or blurry, strong or weak, all prove that they came from different points in time.

This is no longer an isolated case or a coincidence; it is a massive army composed of time-space aliens.

This utterly shocked the Demon God. The profound and vast mysteries of space and time possessed by this force called the Red Heart Society were enough to drive any demon god or true god who devoted themselves to studying the origins of authority mad!

In February of the 164th year of the Extraordinary Calendar, Ye Lingtian, the God of Slaughter, stood alone amidst the sea of ​​stars.

There were no earth-shattering omens, no energy surges that attracted the attention of the gods; he simply extended his right hand calmly and gently clenched it in the void, as if brushing away dust.

In an instant, the very existence of this entire spacetime seemed to have been plunged into an ice cave of absolute zero.

The light grew thick and dim, the pulse of the stars seemed to freeze, and a pure, all-consuming concept of slaughter, capable of ending all things, opened the crimson eyes of a slumbering ancient beast.

The vast and boundless source of killing rules responded to the call of this former king.

[Ignoring the barriers of time and space, it transformed into an indescribable dark current, surging from the void and instantly pouring into Ye Lingtian's body.]

The next moment, the arrival and fusion of the rules of slaughter was as swift as the rise and fall of a heartbeat, and ended as abruptly as the last rays of dawn.

Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Only in the depths of Ye Lingtian's newly opened eyes lay a killing intent more profound and chilling than the deepest black hole, proving that a true god who wielded the rules of slaughter had been born.

As someone who once reached the pinnacle of the Path of Slaughter and attained the status of a supreme True God, Ye Lingtian's mastery of the rules of slaughter far surpassed the imagination of mortal gods.

[Furthermore, his self-created system of divine arts specifically designed to conceal, compress, and disguise his killing intent allowed him to advance with minimal fanfare.]

After becoming a god, he did not cause the bloodshed that the outside world had expected. Instead, like a drop of water merging into the ocean, he quietly returned to the headquarters of the Red Heart Society.

He sat cross-legged under the radiant light of Lin Xia's supreme rules, like the most devout apprentice, greedily absorbing the amplifying power encompassing hundreds of rules, meticulously solidifying the newly reforged foundation of his rule-based divine foundation.

[However, beneath the calm surface of his cultivation lay the ever-burning fighting spirit and profound strategic planning of the God of Slaughter, a spirit capable of incinerating the heavens.]

When he, nourished by the rules of the ultimate path, once again touched the edge of his former peak power, he solemnly presented a grand and audacious strategic plan to Lin Xia, the founder of the Red Heart Society.

[When the Red Heart Society's god-making plan is officially launched, plunging the spirit world into unprecedented turmoil, that will be the moment I burn everything I have.]

At that time, the Abyss and Hell would never let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; they would surely pounce on the Spirit Realm like hungry wolves smelling blood.

"At that time, I will use this burning body of a god of rules as fuel to return to the Spirit Realm and wreak havoc!"

He articulated a dual purpose: firstly, to use this catastrophic massacre to fuel his own future, not only to quickly regain his former peak combat power that had ravaged the spirit realm, but also to glimpse the ethereal higher realms beyond the top true gods.

Secondly, and this is his true, core strategic goal.

[Completely disrupting the spirit world!]

[Make the water completely muddy!]

He wanted to ensnare the enraged spirit world's will into endless chaos and slaughter, leaving it no time to attend to anything else.

[The goal is to make the surviving gods of the spirit world tremble in the shadow of slaughter, never again daring to cast their gaze upon the Red Heart Society's ongoing, world-shaking feast of god-making.]

Ye Lingtian believed that this was a god-making plan launched with the full power of the Red Heart Society, a massive divine war capable of igniting a deathmatch between the wills of the three great worlds!

How could the ultimate victory be solely attributed to a few newly promoted True Gods of the Rules?

[The Red Heart Society ignited this world-destroying fire, shaking the foundations of the spirit realm and causing its power and essence to leak out. Was it all so that the Abyss and Hell, those two hyenas lurking in the shadows, could reap the benefits and enjoy a gluttonous feast?]

There's no such logic in this world.

He wanted to transform this turmoil into a ladder for the Red Heart Society to reach the summit.

He wanted to overwhelm the will of the spirit realm and keep the gods of the spirit realm preoccupied with their own problems.

[This clears away all potential interference and obstacles to the Red Heart Society's plan to create a god.]

[May the Red Heart Society, after this battle, no longer be the tragic rebels who could only fight against the strong with the weak and against the many with the few in the war of gods.]

He didn't want to die either; he wanted to live to see his potential relatives and friends ten thousand years from now.

But he felt that dying for the rise of the Red Heart Society was a worthy death! (End of Chapter)