Lord of Hell

In an unknown, dusky yellow space lay a vast wilderness strewn with white bones.

Countless demons brimming with evil intent fought on land forged from corpses and bones. Everywhere were battlefields filled with slaughter and savagery.

Suddenly, within a palace on the high ground at the center of the wilderness...

An earth-shaking roar rang out from within, its fury seeming ready to shatter the nine layers of heaven.

"Damn you, you insignificant ant! You dared attack my projection, the projection of Samael, and obstruct my invasion of the mortal world!"

Countless demons, whether they were hunting for food or fighting, prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.

Inside this red-and-black palace, the enormous Samael sat on a demonic throne like a small mountain.

His body was larger than his projection, and his aura was even more unfathomable and evil.

Within the palace, several of Samael's demonic subordinates knelt silently on the ground, not daring to speak.

Whenever Samael flew into a rage, anyone who dared try to dissuade him would be swallowed in a single gulp and absorbed into his enormous demonic body.

After a long while, once Samael had finished venting, he finally lowered his head. Looking at the subordinates prostrated on the ground, he frowned and asked,

"Has Beelzebub said when exactly the gate between Hell and the mortal world will open?"

After a deathly silence, a ten-meter-tall demon with a dog's head and a humanoid body raised his head and answered.

"My king, King Beelzebub said it would take approximately three thousand years."

"That long?!"

Samael spoke in displeasure.

"Although it will take three thousand years to fully connect Hell and the mortal world, the gap between them will shrink during that time, and small spatial breaches will occasionally appear."

A beautiful female demon in blood-red clothing, with a seductive figure, also raised her head and spoke.

"What does that mean?"

Samael asked.

"It means weaker demons can enter the mortal world first. High-Rank Devils and those below them can all be sent over."

The red-clad female demon answered.

"High-Rank Devils won't do. Dealing with that fellow will require at least the strength of a Devil Lord."

Samael frowned.

"My king, as time passes and Hell draws closer to the mortal world, the demons able to enter it will naturally grow stronger."

"But I can't wait three thousand years!"

Samael rose to his feet in a fury, his figure towering as high as the heavens and radiating boundless pressure!

Countless rays of death shot out, and countless demons on the ground met violent deaths.

Samael thought back to the past, to when the Fourth Epoch collapsed.

Back then, Satan had initially been about as strong as most of them, yet now he had become the lord of all demons!

Who knew how far Jiang Yang would grow after three thousand years?

Just then, a gray streak of light flew from the distance and arrived before Samael at tremendous speed.

When the figure came to a stop, it revealed a handsome form bearing two pairs of black, rotting wings.

"A fallen angel of the Royal Court?!"

Samael stopped his furious movements and looked at the fallen angel who had arrived.

These fallen angels were all personal guards of Satan, the Lord of Hell. The strongest among them could stand shoulder to shoulder with the demon kings.

Though Samael was cruel and evil, he would still extend the most basic respect to fallen angels.

Well, his idea of respect was not taking his anger out on them, so he stopped his indiscriminate attacks and arrogantly tilted his head to listen to the fallen angel.

As a demon king, he was no fool. Behind the fallen angels stood Satan, the strongest demon.

For him, even going this far was no easy feat.

"Samael! The Lord commands you to attend a council at the Royal Court!"

Seeing Samael stop, the four-winged fallen angel spoke coldly, his expression stern.

Addressed directly by name, Samael's breathing noticeably quickened for a moment, but his reason restrained his fury.

He answered in a low voice.

"Hmph. Fallen angel, go back and tell Satan I'll be there!"

"Samael, the Lord requires you to go now!"

The fallen angel spoke bluntly, without a trace of fear.

"Hmm?"

Looking at the fallen angel before him, Samael suddenly reached out without warning and seized him in his hand.

Crushed by an overwhelming force, the fallen angel abruptly coughed up mouthfuls of blood and spoke with difficulty.

"What are you doing, Samael? I'm an envoy of the Royal Court!"

Samael burst into wild laughter. Holding the fallen angel before his eyes, he spoke one word at a time, murderous intent surging.

"Remember! Fallen angel, you stand before the great demon king Samael! Show respect, or if I want to kill you, not even Satan can stop me!"

His savage killing intent was like ice steeped in ten thousand years of cold, freezing the fallen angel's mind blank!

"Hmph!"

Seeing that the fallen angel in his hand had been frightened senseless, Samael flung him away in disgust.

After leaving a few instructions for his subordinates, he flew toward the Hell Court.

Earth.

The Great Snowfield Shelter.

After the battle, Jiang Yang recuperated for a few days. Rather than returning to the Divine Court, he went to the shelter.

The appearance of demons was something he had never anticipated.

As soon as he entered the shelter, Jiang Yang headed straight for the laboratory and shoved the door open with one hand.

He had only called out, "Xiaowa, Feng Xi... there's a..." before he stopped.

A scene that would make anyone blush appeared before his eyes.

Of Li Xiaowa and Qing Fengxi, one sat on the laboratory bench while the other stood beside it. They were so close that their lips were almost touching.

Well, Jiang Yang's sharp eyes noticed that the one who had been forced onto the laboratory bench was Qing Fengxi...

Who would've thought? Li Xiaowa was actually...

"Hahaha, wrong place. Carry on, carry on... hahaha."

Scratching his head, Jiang Yang backed out of the laboratory and closed the door with one hand.

A long while later, a furious female voice rang out from inside the laboratory.

"Ahhh! Jiang... Yang... get in here!!"