God Realm.
Around the Asura God Palace.
Within a hidden space, a furtive, slight figure was hiding, glaring viciously at the blood-red divine palace shrouded in crimson mist in the distance. She still seemed bitter over the grievance of that sword strike from last time.
The slight figure had a pair of beautiful purple eyes. She looked pure and innocent, yet she radiated a dense aura of evil.
Of course, this evil was not evil in the derogatory sense, but rather a power of evil thoughts—or, more accurately, the Law of Evil.
Having grown into a Level One God of the God Realm, the slight figure was naturally not some utterly wicked evil god. Her path and the laws she cultivated merely leaned toward chaos and evil. She simply enjoyed stirring things up and playing pranks.
But none of that mattered.
What mattered most was that she did not get along with the Asura God. She found him extremely unpleasant to look at and often secretly tripped him up.
At this moment, this notorious troublemaker of the God Realm had resentment hidden in her eyes as they darted around. She clearly wanted to cause trouble again and make things difficult for the Asura God.
Just as the slight figure puffed out her cheeks and pondered bitterly over how to avenge herself, she suddenly seemed to sense something. Her dark purple pupils abruptly contracted.
"That hypocrite is secretly interfering with the lower realm again. Since I caught him, I have to find something fun for you. Hmm, got it. I'll do that. Hehe."
Amid laughter as crisp as silver bells, the slight figure flipped her small hand over. A thread of Evil Thought Divine Power condensed between her slender fingers, and she attached a wisp of her divine consciousness to it,