The Overgod's hall spanned hundreds of millions of feet. The resonance of the Dao drifted within it, divine might surged like an ocean, and Laws filled the air. It stood solemn through the ages, silent and ethereal.
The entire hall was boundlessly empty, with no demons standing guard. Only a supreme majesty that crushed the heavens enveloped every direction.
At the highest point beneath the temple's dome, a hazy phantom of a supreme divine body quietly hovered, boundless and vast, encompassing the heavens throughout the ages.
A mere wisp of its escaping divine aura was enough to freeze space and time, suppress all Daos, and force every demon to kneel.
This was none other than the supreme Overgod who ruled over a domain of the Demon Race's heavens and presided over the heart of Heaven-Breaking Prefecture-the Asura City Lord's own grandfather!
The Asura City Lord walked steadily into the center of the hall, his posture straight and upright. He bowed slightly, his manners respectful and proper.
His calm, steady voice rang clearly throughout the ancient divine hall:
"Your grandson has returned to report, having investigated the ten-year-old frontier case as commanded."
Above the dome, the supreme Overgod's phantom slowly shifted and drifted.
An ancient divine voice, vast, boundless, indifferent, and utterly devoid of human feeling, slowly echoed in every direction:
"Have you reached a conclusion regarding my tenth grandson's death?"
Facing the supreme Overgod's question, the Asura City Lord remained utterly unruffled.
While investigating the frontier, he had already devised a watertight account, perfectly complete in every detail.
Every word was steady, every sentence composed. He delivered his report openly, without the slightest panic.
"In answer to Grandfather."
"The frontier's Human Race has always harbored sinister intentions, lying low in the borderlands for years."
"Ten years ago, this race laid