Unification?

On Douluo Star, people died on the continental land every moment. Ye Su first created a batch of the lowest-ranking Two-winged Angels.

These angels were made from Heaven's soil. They had only just taken human form and possessed a rudimentary understanding of human nature.

Though their combat power was limited, they were quite suitable as guides.

The souls of the good were guided to Heaven, while the souls of evildoers were cast into Hell.

This would comprehensively strengthen Heaven while also increasing his Role-playing Degree.

Ye Su stood on the observatory of Crystal Heaven, watching the soul-routing system operate in an orderly fashion, and nodded in satisfaction.

Although Heaven had only recently been established and there were countless matters to attend to, Ye Su was leisurely most of the time.

After all, Metatron, the Vice Regent of Heaven, handled Heaven's affairs, and Ye Su himself did not need to do much work.

This supreme angel was astonishingly efficient at handling government affairs, organizing mountains of accumulated documents every day.

Most of the time, Ye Su remained in Crystal Heaven, observing developments in the Douluo Plane or using other channels to observe the movements of other world planes.

After all, the planes this God Realm could observe included not only Douluo Star, but also the worlds of Ice Fire Chef, Mad God, Death God, Seal of Throne, and more.

Scenes from those worlds flashed past Ye Su's eyes one by one: a strange continent where flames and ice intertwined, blood-red wastelands filled with violent energy, a grim world where Death Gods wielded scythes, and a kingdom of knights shining with Holy Light...

Those worlds might already have noticed the changes on Douluo Star. Their Heavenly Dao Consciousnesses had joined forces to resist Ye Su's invasion.

He could sense a powerful repulsive force. Whenever he tried to project his power into those worlds, an invisible barrier stopped him.

After trying several times, Ye Su had no choice but to give up for the moment.

"Tch. Sooner or later, I'll take all those worlds." He narrowed his eyes, his fingers unconsciously tapping against the armrest of his throne. A vast plan of conquest gradually took shape in his mind.

Don't, Host. Our mission is only to win over the beautiful women of the Douluo Plane. Don't go meddling with other worlds. The system popped up again, its mechanical voice carrying a hint of urgency.

But Ye Su paid no heed to anything outside his window, intent only on stirring up trouble.

With a light wave of his hand, he blocked out the system's voice.

Ambition gleamed in his golden eyes, and a meaningful smile curled across his lips.

"I'll take every one of those world planes sooner or later!"

What was so interesting about conquering men and women compared to conquering worlds?

Heaven's operations had already gotten on the right track, but Hell was clearly another matter entirely.

Wretched howls rose from Hell's entrance, while the stench of sulfur mixed with rotting flesh filled the air.

Ye Su stood at the edge of Crystal Heaven, looking down at this newly formed Hell.

In stark contrast to Heaven's pure radiance, this place was filled with twisted darkness and suffering.

A line of words was carved upon Hell's towering gates.

Through here lies the city of endless pain.

Through here lies the land of endless despair.

Abandon what you believe in, and what you love.

Forsake all hope.

Receive the "freedom" you desire!

Hell was divided into nine layers, each built according to Ye Su's remaining impressions of Hell.

Perhaps there were some differences from the original Hell, but it should not be a problem.

The first layer held sinners guilty of petty theft. Those who sincerely repented still had a chance to enter Heaven or reincarnate.

True punishment began from the second layer onward.

The lustful had their flesh torn apart by ceaseless hurricanes, gluttons soaked in rotting swamps, and the greedy were forced to push enormous boulders into one another.

Ye Su had borrowed from Sisyphus's punishment in Greek mythology, but he kept every soul fully conscious.

Only then could the punished souls understand that they were being punished!

Souls already wandered through these two layers of Hell. After all, as mentioned before, people died on Douluo Star every moment.

Where there were kind souls entering Heaven, there were evil souls falling into Hell.

Aside from the souls of deities, quite a few Soul Masters' souls were already howling and wandering within.

The remaining layers of Hell had not yet been fully built, so there was no need to inspect them.

Yet among these Hells, there was someone who looked slightly familiar to Ye Su.

"Qian Xunji?" He raised a brow in surprise when he spotted that familiar figure within the storm of carnal sin on the second layer.

He had not expected Qian Xunji's soul to fall into Hell. That was quite an unexpected discovery.

But Ye Su had no intention of helping him.

A gentleman fulfilled the beauty of others without forcing anything upon them. If Qian Xunji taking Bibi Dong had been morally justifiable, it might have been understandable, but the problem was that it was not.

It even violated basic human ethics.

If you liked someone, pursue them openly and honestly. If you wanted something, seize it openly and honestly. Not by drugging, imprisoning, and forcing them.

Bibi Dong was a fool, and Qian Xunji was no good either.

Ye Su naturally could not be bothered to interfere.

Although Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue were now his subordinates, perhaps he should reasonably give them some face.

But gods did not care.

After all, according to the original Hebrew mythology, most demons were actually fallen children of God.

He could exile even his own children to Hell. Why would he care about an angel's child?

Ye Su did not continue watching. He yawned and peacefully fell asleep in Crystal Heaven.

And while he slept, seven years passed in the mortal world.

When Ye Su opened his eyes again, he discovered that his avatar, Solomon, had already marched his army to the gates of Star Luo City.

"Fuck, what happened?" Ye Su blurted out a curse before he could think.

Where the hell had this taken him?

Was this still Douluo?

How had his avatar nearly unified the Douluo Continent after only a few years?

Solomon had finally managed to connect to the main body's consciousness, only to hear a curse.

"Why are you acting surprised, motherfucker?" Solomon said with a smile. "Didn't you tell me to become the King of Ten Thousand Armies? Wasn't this your idea?"

Ye Su immediately put on a serious expression. "That is true, but I wanted you to take it slowly, not unify the Douluo Continent before the plot has even begun."

"What else was I supposed to do? I'm Solomon, and you're God. With cheats this absurd, if I still couldn't unify a tiny place like Douluo in seven years, what the hell would I even be doing?"

That seemed to make a certain amount of sense.

Douluo itself was at the bottom of the fantasy food chain. If he had already cheated his way into becoming God and still could not easily crush Douluo, that would be far too pathetic.

At this moment, atop Star Luo City, the old nobles of the Star Luo Empire fought desperately.

Meanwhile, morale on Spirit Hall's side was soaring. Almost everyone was equipped with five or six Soul Beast Pokemon. Against such an army, the Star Luo Empire had no chance of victory!