Earth, Kunlun.
A hundred years quickly passed.
Time shifted like white clouds turning into gray dogs, fleeting as a dream of mortal life.
Above High Heaven.
The vast wind scattered diamond-shaped blossoms across the sky, and golden sunlight fell like strands of silk.
Jiang Yang sat cross-legged atop the towering Jianmu, practicing the world's strongest art of combat!
It was an art he had created and passed down to the world by comprehending the Forbidden Domain, grasping the true essence of combat, and gathering experience in slaughter.
He had compiled this art, named it "Canopus," and passed it down to the world, hoping only that it could give the gods and heroes a slight advantage in the battles to come.
Throughout the passage of time, Jiang Yang never opened his eyes.
He was undertaking his final, most crucial cultivation. In these last hundred years, he intended to cultivate every aspect to its utmost limit!
The wailing of horns rang out in distant space-time.
In the dim world named Hell, endless devils gathered in a vast, blood-colored desert.
Blood-red haze shrouded the entire world like mist, suffusing heaven and earth with an air of grim slaughter.
Blades rose into the vault of heaven, and axes bristled across the desert soil.
Countless devils carpeted the entire land in a dense mass.
Devils of every kind were scattered in chaotic disorder. Wind, rain, thunder, lightning, darkness, and corrosion-their evil auras tainted the earth inch by inch.
At the very front of the entire devil army stood seven immense, powerful figures.
Their auras were incomparably powerful, their bodies rivaled rivers and seas, and they stood as though they could hold up the heavens.
They were the Devil Overlord Satan and the six Demon Kings under his command.
Samael, King of Wrath; Leviathan, King