Hell was vast and boundless, stretching beyond all horizons.
In the eyes of the world, the frontier territory of Demon City was a place of endless conflict where the strong preyed on the weak. Yet within the immensity of Hell, it was merely a desolate corner on the outermost fringe.
A barren patch of floating earth, a tiny sliver of land.
Here, only the weak races at the bottom fought and plundered, a hundred races locked in ceaseless war. To the true powers at the summit of Hell, all their campaigns and struggles were nothing more than ants fighting one another, absurd and insignificant.
The true core of power in Hell, its highest order, had always rested in the hands of a tiny number of supreme experts.
Only by entering the Asura Realm could one transcend the shackles of the lowest ranks, join Hell's highest nobility, and command the order of life and death across a domain.
And the prefect of Heaven-Breaking Prefecture, whose domain spanned hundreds of millions of miles of space, who presided over the heart of the Bifu Continent and ruled boundless territory, was a genuine Peak Asura expert.
He was one of the great figures who stood at the very apex of Hell's pyramid.
Hundreds of millions of years of arduous cultivation had forged his immortal divine body. Countless Laws surrounded him, five kinds fused together, profound and vast.
The ages changed, and myriad races rose and fell, all within the flick of a finger beneath his gaze. He held absolute authority over life and death throughout Heaven-Breaking Prefecture on the Bifu Continent, his imposing might intimidating an entire region.
Across the whole of boundless Hell, aside from the handful of Overgods and the few experts who had touched the Paragon realm, no one dared confront