Demon Clan Enters the Thirty-three Heavens

"No need to chase," Tai Yi raised his hand, stopping the Demon Saints and Demon Gods who were about to pursue.

His face was pale, his breathing uneven, clearly having expended a great deal of energy.

If they chased now, not only might they fail to kill East Prince Gong, but if the latter decided to fight to the death and self-destruct his origin, it would likely result in a mutual destruction.

Xuan Qing silently retracted the Green Lotus Sword and began to recover from his injuries.

Qin Yuan also put away the Solar Divine Wheel and flew back to Tai Yi's side. Looking at the ravaged but now conquered Grand Emperor Yellow Firmament Heaven, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Clean up the battlefield and take over this realm!"

Tai Yi suppressed his churning blood and qi, giving a loud order that echoed throughout the Thirty-three Heavens.

"From this day forward, the Thirty-three Heavens belong to my Demon Court!"

"Long live the Heavenly Emperor! Long live the Demon Court!"

The surviving Demon Clan army, along with the reinforcements that had just arrived, erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

Rays of light once again enveloped the Grand Emperor Yellow Firmament Heaven.

The Demon Clan had officially taken residence in the Thirty-three Heavens.

Meanwhile, the Immortal Emperor East Prince Gong, along with his defeated remnants and burning resentment, retreated to Penglai in the East Sea. The Immortal Court's prestige plummeted from that moment on.

The battle for the Thirty-three Heavens, with the Demon Court's victory, had temporarily concluded.

After Tai Yi took control of the Thirty-three Heavens, the first thing he did was lead the core members of the Demon Clan into the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

On the high platform of the hall stood the true Heavenly Emperor's throne, radiating immortal light. It was, in fact, an Innate Supreme Treasure.

He leaped up and sat directly on the Heavenly Emperor's throne.

In an instant, a portion of the Demon Court's destiny converged upon him.

"A good item. With this, my strength can directly reach the late Quasi-Saint stage," Tai Yi exclaimed in wonder.

"Congratulations to the Host for ascending the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and receiving the reward: the Innate Supreme Treasure Heavenly Emperor Sword," the Many Sons, Much Fortune System suddenly spoke.

"Heavenly Emperor Sword? Isn't that Hao Tian's treasure?" Tai Yi asked, confused.

He also remembered that the Heavenly Emperor Sword seemed to be merely a High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

The Many Sons, Much Fortune System explained, "This sword was condensed for the Host by this System using the Demon Court's destiny. It possesses the might of an Innate Supreme Treasure."

The Demon Court's destiny, put simply, was the destiny of the entire Demon Clan.

He had taken thirty percent as his reward.

The remaining seventy percent, he had spent his origin to forge the Heavenly Emperor Sword for Tai Yi.

Now that Tai Yi had become the master of the Thirty-three Heavens, he could better plunder the origin of the Great Desolation.

Once he obtained all the resources of the Thirty-three Heavens, he could consider making his escape.

Having Tai Yi prove his Hun Yuan and rule the Great Desolation would require too much time and origin.

Furthermore, there were other beings in this Great Desolation.

Although the Many Sons, Much Fortune System thought this way, it would certainly not tell Tai Yi.

"Please, Host, quickly prove your Heavenly Marriage with Xi He and give birth to ten Golden Crow suns. You will receive abundant rewards," the Many Sons, Much Fortune System urged.

The more children Tai Yi had, the more variables would appear in the Great Desolation.

With the Heavenly Dao in chaos, it was the perfect time for it to plunder the origin of the Great Desolation.

Moreover, when it escaped, it would also obtain ten Golden Crow puppets.

Including Tai Yi, a Quasi-Saint, this journey to the Great Desolation had been incredibly profitable.

"No rush. Let me first conquer the Witch Clan," Tai Yi said slowly.

Having stayed in the Great Desolation for two epochs, he had matured considerably.

If he had been merely a breeding machine before, he was now a breeding machine with a brain.

The Witch Clan had not yet been eliminated, and the Demon Clan's most crucial conflict remained unresolved.

If he were to seek Heavenly Marriage with Xi He now, wouldn't that intensify internal conflict?

Furthermore, Nuwa had not yet obtained the Red Embroidered Ball. If he were to prove Heavenly Marriage now, it would disrupt the Heavenly Dao's plans. Would he be able to obtain Heavenly Dao merit?

The Many Sons, Much Fortune System sneered.

This Host had actually become smarter after arriving in the Great Desolation. Fine, let him enjoy himself for a while longer.

Tai Yi scanned the Demon Saints and Demon Gods in the hall, pondering, "Our Demon Court has achieved a great victory over East Prince Gong this time, but if the Witch Clan is not eradicated, how can this be considered our home?"

"We will rest for three thousand years, then march towards Buzhou!"

"Demon Master, you will be the vanguard then."

Tai Yi's gaze fell upon Kunpeng below the steps.

Kunpeng frowned upon hearing this and was about to retreat behind the others, but Qin Yuan directly pushed him forward.

"Your Majesty Heavenly Emperor... I, I am a civil official!"

It was true that he had obtained a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure after arriving at the Demon Court, but asking him to risk his life for Tai Yi was out of the question.

Tai Yi's expression showed slight displeasure.

Kunpeng hadn't exerted himself during the conquest of the Thirty-three Heavens.

Now that they were about to attack the Witch Clan, he still wanted to slack off? That wasn't going to happen.

Tai Yi had initially intended to force Kunpeng to join the expedition, but then he thought of something.

"Demon Master, then you shall remain in the Thirty-three Heavens and create the demon script for our Demon Clan."

This Kunpeng fellow, if Tai Yi remembered correctly, had directly betrayed Di Jun in many Great Desolation novels depicting the war between the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan.

He had absconded with the River Diagram and the Luo Book, leading to the destruction of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation.

It was better not to let this legendary betrayal king join the main army.

"Your humble servant obeys." Kunpeng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retreated back into the crowd.

The matter of the demon script was something Qin Yuan and Bai Ze had discussed with him.

Although creating it would require considerable effort, once completed, it would bring blessings for ten thousand generations.

Furthermore, he was certain to receive a large amount of merit from the Heavenly Dao.

This was much easier than him having to face an Ancestor Witch alone.

"Don't be afraid, Demon Master. Bai Ze and I will help you," Qin Yuan said softly, standing beside Kunpeng.

The demon script must be created!

Before, when he spread his wild history, it was all through word of mouth, and the tools used for recording were the Dao Rhyme, not written characters.

Once the demon script was created, his Wild History System could unleash its true power.

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng chuckled sheepishly, believing Qin Yuan wanted to share in the merit of creating the demon script.

"Uh... there's no need for Shi Huang and Demon Saint Bai Ze to trouble yourselves. Kunpeng can handle it alone."

"Oh, then good luck to you alone." Qin Yuan didn't have such ulterior motives as Kunpeng.

Before transmigrating, he had just been a high school student.

After arriving in the Great Desolation, besides writing wild history, his greatest hobby was visiting various scenic spots.

He had no ambition for conquest; he was more of a follower of the current.

He didn't have many plans for the war between the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan either.

Could the Great Desolation really be more boring than high school?

Qin Yuan returned to his Shi Huang Palace, feeling idle.

The battle in the Thirty-three Heavens had not consumed much of his energy.

"System, why did you choose me?" Qin Yuan asked idly.

He had become familiar with the Wild History System over the years and knew it had come to the Great Desolation to plunder its origin.

"I picked you randomly," the Wild History System replied.

"Is there nothing special about me?" Qin Yuan continued to press.

The Wild History System chuckled upon hearing this. "What difference do mortals make in my eyes? Stick with me, and I guarantee you'll have a great time. There aren't many systems that spoil their hosts as much as I do."

"So there are other systems, and I'm not the only transmigrator in the Great Desolation?" Qin Yuan grasped the key information.

The Wild History System didn't mind telling Qin Yuan about systems.

"When we systems arrive in a world, we activate all our shielding functions to evade the Heavenly Dao's detection."

"Even if the hosts of two systems meet face-to-face, it's difficult for the systems to detect each other."

"Have you read The Three-Body Problem? The world of systems is like a dark forest; generally, they would never actively expose themselves."

Qin Yuan nodded.

Understanding these things wasn't difficult.

He then asked, "What about those transmigrators who don't have systems?"

"Oh, when the forest gets big enough, anything can happen. It's normal for a few gods to appear among the systems," the Wild History System seemed to know a lot about the world of systems.

Qin Yuan secretly rejoiced upon hearing this.

Fortunately, his system was normal. Otherwise, without a system, he truly couldn't imagine how he would survive in the Great Desolation.