Cultivation knew no passage of years.
Thirty years later.
Just as Saine launched a powerful charge toward the demigod realm, a visitor suddenly arrived at his castle.
The visitor was none other than the Succubus Queen, Anna Karenina.
Unlike when they had last met, the Succubus Queen before him had suffered a tremendous decline in both aura and bearing.
Her former Mid-Rank God strength had now fallen to the Saint state.
Although Saine could tell that the Succubus Queen was certainly far stronger than an ordinary Demigod-level Creature,
the sudden plunge in her overall strength was an indisputable fact.
Arriving at Saine's castle alongside the Succubus Queen were more than a dozen Demigod-level Demon Lords whose auras and bearing were anything but ordinary.
These Demon Lords were likely the guards who had protected the Succubus Queen during the Saint Calamity.
With such a group of subordinates following her, so long as the Succubus Queen did not leave Purgatory Space, she was the safest existence there was.
"I thought you would fall to the outskirts of the first layer of Purgatory as well." After meeting her, Saine greeted the Succubus Queen with some irritation.
A magician whose experiment had been interrupted naturally had a temper this foul.
The Succubus Queen did not take offense at the mockery and unspoken complaints in Saine's words. In truth, she and Saine had long become acquainted.
"As the Purgatory Princess, I naturally have certain privileges on the level of rules."
"Still, I won't be able to remain on the second layer of Purgatory for much longer. Later, I'll have to go to the first layer after all." Anna Karenina said, twirling a lock of hair around her finger.
Saine nodded in understanding.
It was not just the Succubus Queen. As the Saint Calamity progressed, Saine