The Shrouding the Heavens World ".
"Sister Wanwan, what are the effects of the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art?" Just as everyone in the Douluo Continent was curious, Zhu Zhuyun couldn't help but ask as well.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanwan exclaimed, "The effects of the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art?!"
"Call!"
She took a deep breath and spoke again, "Devouring the essence of all kings!"
"Forging countless physiques!"
"In the most ruthless, domineering, and unquestionable way, to defy the Fortune heaven and earth and plunder the essence of the universe!"
"She was like a gluttonous beast walking among Human World, devouring and refining the so-called geniuses, divine bodies, royal bodies, Sacred Body... and their proud origins that looked down upon the heavens, turning them into her own."
She is not only plundering, but also undertaking a shocking and brutal evolution of life itself!
"That is precisely why the Ruthless Empress has enemies all over the world."
Jiang Wanwan's voice echoed in the silent hall, carrying a hint of chill and a sigh.
"The path she has taken is too domineering and too defying the heavens."
Ordinary cultivators either seek the spiritual energy of heaven and earth or pursue extraordinary encounters with immortals, gradually ascending to higher levels within the framework of the laws.
She, however, regarded those 'kings' and 'bodies' that carried the fortune of heaven and earth and were favored by the Great Dao as the resources for her to climb to the pinnacle.
Wherever she went, the proud and arrogant were gloomy, and their divine bodies withered.
Those ancient families, immortal dynasties, and sacred lands with millennia of heritage—their carefully nurtured and highly anticipated successors could, in a single day, lose their essence, become mere mortals, or even turn into a speck of dust on their path.
"This is no longer a simple conflict or feud; it has fundamentally shaken the very foundation upon which those powerful sects have continued their glory, touching upon their deepest fears and interests."
Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that from her early days to her reign as a ruler, she was surrounded by enemies.
"Throughout the universe, in the vast sea of stars, countless lineages have issued orders to kill her."
She was at odds with the entire order of the era, and with all those who benefited from it.
Her enemies are scattered throughout the heavens, from the past and from the future she points to.
"However,"
Jiang Wanwan changed the subject slightly, a hint of indescribable admiration flashing in her eyes, "It was precisely in this endless pursuit and bloody battle, in the desperate situation where the whole world was her enemy, that she used the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art to melt all the myriad paths, devour all the kings, and forcibly carved out a bloody path that no one could replicate."
From a Mortal Physique to the Ruthless Great Emperor makes all the heavens tremble.
"This..."
Zhu Zhuyun's face turned slightly pale as she listened.
Born into royalty and raised amidst power struggles, she knew all too well that the acquisition of power was often accompanied by brutal competition and sacrifice.
The selection of the heir to the Star Luo Imperial Family was so brutal that it could be described as cruel.
But that kind of competition is more of a game and a battle within the rules.
Jiang Wanwan's description of "devouring the origins of all kings" and "forging countless physiques" has completely exceeded the scope of "competition." It is a naked plunder and trampling of the very foundation of life!
How can this still be considered cultivation?
This is tantamount to turning itself into a terrifying furnace, treating the entire world and all living beings as potential fuel!
Zhu Zhuqing's feelings were more complicated.
Amidst the shock, a chilling coldness crept up from her tailbone, instantly engulfing her entire body and making her tremble.
Mortal Physique... devouring... evolution... every step of this path is soaked in blood and bones...
How... ruthless!
Jiang Wanwan's story continues:
"This is the Ruthless Empress. She used this method to forge her initially ordinary Mortal Physique, like forging divine iron, hammering and melting it repeatedly, absorbing the essence of all things, discarding her own impurities, climbing step by step, advancing towards the ultimate form of life. Ultimately..."
"... She completed the ultimate leap, standing tall and undeniably supreme, stepping over the defeat and lamentations of all her enemies, Ultimate Sublimation— "
"Prove the Dao and Become an Emperor!"
"She reigned supreme over the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands! Her brilliance enveloped that era, and her fame shook the eternal starry sky."
The Ruthless Great Emperor thus became a living legend, a symbol of an era, and an ultimate monument that all cultivators of later generations would look up to and tremble in awe!
The words had barely left his mouth.
A deathly silence fell over the room.
No wonder this Great Emperor is called Ruthless, he's just too ruthless!
The sisters, Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing, were filled with indescribable shock and chill.
I unconsciously held my breath.
Devouring the essence of all kings! Forging countless physiques!
Each of the twelve words carried Qian Jun weight, striking their hearts and resonating deep within the souls of everyone who listened throughout the Douluo Continent.
The Pope's Palace.
Bibi Dong sat high on her throne, the cold inquiry that had been in her deep purple eyes replaced by an almost frozen shock.
Her fingers, which were resting on the armrest, had somehow sunk deep into the hard, cold metal, leaving several clear fingerprints.
She had endured many hardships throughout her life, was decisive in killing, and believed that her character was already as firm as a rock. Even the most bizarre and evil methods of Soul Master could not truly move her.
But at that moment, she was moved.
"Plunder... the origin..."
Bibi Dong muttered to herself, her voice hoarse, "It's not Soul Power, it's not flesh and blood, but... the origin."
She finally understood where the Gui Mei Elder's hesitant speculation had gone wrong.
What this " Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art " devours is not energy or matter in the conventional sense, but rather the very essence that makes a living being "extraordinary" and "genius".
That's talent, bloodline, a unique mark bestowed upon certain individuals by the laws of the universe!
Yue Guan was no longer as composed as before; his face was even paler than that of Zhu Zhuyun and her sister, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He had followed the Pope for many years, witnessed countless secrets of the Spirit Hall, and wiped out many Evil Soul Master lairs. He believed he had a good understanding of all kinds of cultivation methods and strange techniques in the world.
However, the description of the " Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art " completely overturned his understanding.
"This... this is no longer just evil..."
Yue Guan's voice trembled uncontrollably, "This is... the demonic path! The true demonic path! It Spirit Vision resources, and uses the devouring of the essence of its own kind as a path to advancement..."
This... this is a million times more terrifying than any known Evil Soul Master's lineage!
Gui Mei, hoarse voice rang out, filled with unprecedented solemnity and apprehension. "Your Majesty... if this technique were to spread throughout the Douluo Continent..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.
That will be the most cruel and thorough dark jungle law, sweeping across the entire continent and even affecting the Divine Realm.
What sect traditions, what noble bloodlines—before the " Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art," they are nothing but fruits waiting to be harvested!
Bibi Dong slowly closed her eyes, and after a long while, she opened them again. Deep in her large eyes, a flicker of emotion and longing, which even she herself was unaware of, flashed through her eyes...
"No wonder... she's called a ' Ruthless '."
Bibi Dong's voice returned to calm, yet sounded even more profound, "Ruthless to yourself, even more ruthless to your enemies."
Treading on the corpses of kings, forging the essence of all spirits...
This imperial road was paved with the deaths of countless geniuses.
What a Ruthless Great Emperor!