Ten thousand years ago.
At the peak of the gods.
The sun and moon lost their color, and the clouds churned like ink.
The gods of the celestial realm surrounded the lord of the demonic realm.
In the center, a man in red, his eyes bloodshot, looked at the gods in disbelief. He did not see the person he wanted to see, and his voice, sharp, was tinged with disappointment.
"She wants to kill me?"
A young woman of outstanding beauty, clad in white and exuding ethereal grace, held a long sword against the chest of the man in red. "Yes, Elder Sister said that all demon lords deserve to be slain!"
The man's heart ached to its core, yet he remained calm and composed. The intricate Higanbana flowers on his red robe seemed to come alive, swaying in the wind, appearing both beautiful and eerie. "I want to see her."
"Elder Sister will not see you." The white-clad woman smiled and pushed the sword further in. "If you hadn't deceived her back then, how could Elder Sister have fancied a demon lord like you? Today, I will end you on her behalf, and for all living beings!"
The sword was thrust deeper, its silver light stained with blood. This was her sword, yet Chong Yan did not retreat, allowing the long sword to pierce his body. His gaze gradually dimmed, but became even more ferocious. Dark energy swirled around him, as if about to break through everything.
"Zhu Yu, Zhu Yu!"
Why wouldn't she come? Why wouldn't she see him?
These two questions made the white-clad woman's gaze turn ferocious. She pushed the sword closer, her voice filled with obsession and malice. "Demon lords should die! How could Elder Sister have loved someone like you? You are a demon, she is a god. Your existence will only make her bear a notorious reputation. I will kill you for her."
"Kill you!"
The sword emitted a radiant light. The divine artifact pierced through the man's body. The man fell to the ground, his demonic energy scattering, making him appear extremely wicked.
The white-clad woman smiled again.
He was dead.
Finally dead!
Elder Sister was hers...
"Rong Jin!"
The white-clad woman's smile vanished as she turned and looked at the woman who drifted over, her face wearing an innocent smile. "Elder Sister."
"Elder Sister, I have eliminated the demon lord for you."
However, the woman did not smile as she expected. Instead, she looked at the man on the ground with a complex expression, feeling as though a piece of her heart was missing, yet not knowing why.
"Elder Sister, he is a demon. I killed him."
She suppressed the strange feeling within her and, as she always did, praised her. "Mm, Jin'er, you are truly amazing."
It was this sentence that caused the scattered demonic energy and resentment to instantly surge. The all-consuming resentment plunged the Peak of the Gods into even deeper darkness.
The gods were terrified.
The demonic energy quickly engulfed everything, initiating a bloody massacre.
"Ah!"
"The demon lord is not dead yet!"
"Ah!"
"Help! Spare me..."
Blood splattered, dyeing the entire Peak of the Gods crimson.
One in red and one in white retreated from the black mist, becoming the only two survivors. Rong Jin turned to look at the blood-mist-shrouded Peak of the Gods, her heart filled with equal parts terror and relief.
What was the point of being powerful? He was already dead!
Elder Sister was hers, and no one could take her away!
"Jin'er."
The person beside her called her. Rong Jin turned, only to see Zhu Yu in a red robe, emanating immense killing intent.
She looked in disbelief, her voice filled with horror. "Sis, Elder Sister?"
The woman's red robe was adorned with the same intricate and beautiful Higanbana flowers. Only then did Rong Jin realize something was wrong. Their clothes...
"From now on, you shall be the Divine Venerable of the Heavenly Realm."
Zhu Yu's voice was calm, as if she held no blame. However, the killing intent could no longer be suppressed. Her hair loosened, her eyes turned red, and she looked towards the distant Peak of the Gods.
The void in her heart could not be filled. She knew Rong Jin had betrayed her, had killed the person she loved. Yet, she was not angry. She simply said calmly, "Do not appear before me again."
With that, her form turned into a wisp of red smoke and she drifted away.
"Elder Sister!" She lunged forward but could not catch Zhu Yu, watching the red smoke disappear. Silence descended upon the Peak of the Gods.
"Elder Sister!" Her emotional threads were severed. That man was dead. Why still no glance from her?
Why?
The Heavenly Realm changed hands overnight. The gods suffered heavy casualties. Everyone believed the former ruler of the Heavenly Realm, Zhu Yu, was dead. Yet, they did not know that in the equally fallen Demonic Realm, a bloodthirsty and ruthless female demon lord had emerged. Sudan Fiction Network.
Sun and moon alike darkened; time flowed on.
Gods and demons are immortal. In the blink of an eye, ten thousand years had passed.