"I won't chase you. I'll just—"
Lin Ye took a step forward. Behind him burned the fury of seven hundred twenty-nine civilizations; before him lay the fear of an entire court. "Go to your home."
Taotie Court lay within a "Devouring Domain" in the deepest reaches of the Dimensional Rift.
There was no complete space-time here, only the remnants of countless devoured civilizations floating slowly amid a dark crimson glow. These remains had long since lost their original forms, transformed into enormous, writhing "digestive organs"—the nests of the Taotie and warehouses where they stored their "nourishment."
At the very center of all the wreckage floated a colossal structure beyond the description of any language—
The City of Ten Thousand Devourings.
The entire city was built from the cores of tens of thousands of devoured civilizations. Every brick and stone had once been each civilization's most precious treasure—repositories of knowledge, totems of faith, crystallized art. But now, they were merely bricks and stones, symbols of Taotie Court's power.
At the center of the city stood a throne condensed from pure devouring intent.
A figure sat upon it.
It was the ruler of Taotie Court—the [Devourer Lord].
It had never personally taken part in a single devouring campaign, because it had never needed to. As long as it sat upon that throne, the entire Devouring Domain would operate on its own, dismantling, absorbing, and converting any intruder.
But at this moment, it opened its eyes.
Because an intruder was approaching step by step from the edge of the domain.
"Interesting." The Devourer Lord's voice sounded like countless civilizations wailing at once. "When Greedy Wolf fled back, he said he had encountered a 'guide of the departed' who could awaken the obsessions of the devoured. I didn't believe it. Now it seems... it