While my clanspeople were still basking in the joy of victory, I had already begun planning our next move.
There was no point in conquering more territory. After learning about the wonderful life beyond our borders, I realized that this place was nothing more than an enormous prison. No matter how much land we cultivated inside, those rows of fences around us kept us cruelly separated from all the good things outside.
I refused to accept that. In the end, I used the power of the Nine Revolutions Buddha Demon Technique to tear open that rift in space with my bare hands.
The sun was so warm. Its rays fell on me as softly as my mother's caress when I was a child. I could never have dreamed that the place I longed for would be a million times better than I'd imagined. Eventually, my clanspeople and I settled on a barren little island. We stayed off the mainland because we were afraid of frightening its inhabitants. After all, we were outsiders, and we couldn't invade someone else's territory. We understood that much. We didn't want much—just a simple life here, even if the island had nothing at all.
But compared to the gloomy Void Space, it was countless times better. Over the next few years, nothing unexpected happened. The demons only occupied a few deserted islands as bases.
We loved this place and everything in it. We'd hoped to live here quietly for the rest of our lives, but I realized I was wrong.
You could wish for that all you wanted, but this world wouldn't give you so much as a crumb.
One morning, a mighty force of a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals descended from the Heavenly Court and surrounded our island.
Our clan leader, unaware