Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

by Stayrr

What happens if a villainous playboy gangster is reincarnated into another world? Lin Feng: Wang Jian! How dare you capture my childhood friend and mess around with her! Su Xian: I-I am with him willingly. Lin Feng: N-No way. You are lying. There is no way you would wear that maid dress otherwise! Wang Jian: It's not just her. Before Lin Feng could understand what he meant, in fro

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Wang Jian, Lady Zhuoran, and Bixi Shuyan slumbered through the morning, only awakening in the sultry embrace of the afternoon.

Wang Jian rose to find himself flanked by two enchanting Silver Tailed Fox beauties, their naked forms adding to the seductive tableau.

Both Lady Zhuoran and Bixi Shuyan kept their heads bowed, unable to meet each other's gaze, the weight of their shared memories and debauched actions weighing heavily on their minds.

Interrupting their contemplation, Wang Jian spoke, his voice carrying a mix of satisfaction and anticipation, "...That was an extraordinary night. And there will be countless more to come."

Lady Zhuoran, her voice tinged with bitterness and resignation, couldn't suppress her words any longer. "Y-You! Why?! I was content to serve you! But now, you've utterly humiliated me in front of my daughter! I... I can't face her without this overwhelming shame."

Her tone conveyed not anger, but the acceptance of a woman who had resigned herself to her fate.

Wang Jian's lips curled into a depraved and wicked smile as he responded, "The complicated relationship between you two added an extra layer of temptation and excitement for me."

Rising to his feet, his eyes fixed on the two naked women, he continued with a sinister glint in his gaze, "As for facing each other, I'll grant you some time alone to converse. Settle your affairs. But remember this: there is no escape from me. You are both my maids, bound to obey my every command."

"These nights will repeat endlessly, and you better perform with fervor. Should you falter... rest assured, I will exact punishment on the other. Lady Zhuoran, I know your deep love for your daughter. Surely, you wouldn't want her to suffer. And Bixi Shuyan, I am well aware of the profound affection you hold for your mother. So, I implore you both to give your utmost, ensuring their safety. Kekeke..."

A chilling tremor coursed through their very beings as those words reverberated in the air. Wang Jian, now dressed, left the tent, leaving Bixi Shuyan and Lady Zhuoran to confront the aftermath of their nightmarish encounter.

In the wake of Wang Jian's departure, Bixi Shuyan's voice quivered with remorse as she whimpered, "M-Mother... I'm so sorry. I never imagined he would subject you to such shame, even after I complied with his every demand, even surrendering my body to satisfy his desires. I even utilized my unique ability to procure treasures for him, yet this is the cruel fate we face."

Lady Zhuoran, moved by her daughter's apology, lifted her head, and embraced her tightly, her voice filled with raw emotion. "...My dear, it is I who should apologize to you. I should have known better than to trust this wicked man to honor his word. No matter what he wanted to do to me, I would have endured it willingly, but I never thought he would subject you to such cruelty. My precious daughter, this evil man has truly inflicted unimaginable torment upon you."

Bixi Shuyan wept unabashedly in her mother's comforting embrace, finding solace in their shared pain.

As the tears flowed, Bixi Shuyan couldn't help but ask, her voice quivering, "What should we do now, mother?"

Lady Zhuoran's tone turned bitter, laced with resignation. "I have no choice but to continue obeying his commands. I cannot allow him to harm you, my beloved daughter. You needn't abide by his demands any longer. I know he has a twisted fascination with my body, and even if you refuse, he won't harm me."

Bixi Shuyan pulled away from her mother's embrace, her gaze piercing into Lady Zhuoran's eyes with determination. "...No, mother! I cannot let you shoulder this risk alone! I would rather endure his wickedness with my body than risk your safety!"

"Shuyan, listen to me! You mustn't be entangled in this any further!" Lady Zhuoran spoke with unwavering resolve.

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Bixi Shuyan's response matched her mother's conviction. "I have no choice! If he desires me, he can take me at any moment! Neither of us possesses the means to resist him now!"

Those words rang with a sobering truth, piercing Lady Zhuoran's consciousness.

Horror etched upon her features, Lady Zhuoran muttered under her breath, her voice trembling, "...Then it seems we have but one path left—to serve him wholeheartedly."

"Yes, mother. It is the only path left to us," Bixi Shuyan affirmed resolutely.

Their rapid agreement stemmed from a deeper truth. Buried within their minds, a craving for that intoxicating and addictive pleasure had taken hold.

They had convinced themselves that if escape was impossible, they would strive to derive pleasure from their servitude.

This was precisely the mindset Wang Jian had intended to instill in them.

Clad in their attire, the two women emerged from the tent, only to be greeted by the unexpected sight of Wang Jian awaiting their presence.

A sinister grin danced upon his lips, tinged with a twisted and depraved allure.

He wasted no time in addressing them, his voice laced with wicked intent, "Ah, so you've had your heart-to-heart conversation, I presume? I trust all lingering sentiments have been resolved, for I demand unwavering obedience from both of you."

With a touch of trepidation, Lady Zhuoran stepped forward, her voice steady, "Indeed, Your Highness. We have reached a resolute decision. We shall dedicate ourselves to serving you."

There was an air of surrender in her words, a surrender born out of the dark and twisted web that Wang Jian had intricately woven around their lives.

"You both reached this conclusion rather swiftly. I must admit, I had expected to exert more persuasion over the course of several nights," Wang Jian's voice dripped with a perverse delight, his depraved grin expanding further.

Both women trembled at his words, their faces etched with a mixture of fury and bitterness, yet Wang Jian remained indifferent to their reactions.

"Go on, depart for now. I will summon you when I require your presence," he commanded dismissively, his gaze fixated on Bixi Shuyan.

"And as for you," Wang Jian focused his attention on her, his tone laced with a chilling warning, "ensure you fulfill your duties in assisting me in uncovering valuable treasures. I trust you understand the consequences of failing me, my dear."

Bixi Shuyan's expression conveyed utter resignation, a semblance of defeat clouding her features as she responded in a subdued manner, "Yes, Your Highness. I shall not falter in my endeavors to meet your expectations."

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"Very well, go now," Wang Jian commanded, and so the mother-daughter duo reluctantly made their way from his presence, their bodies bearing the weight of their recent encounters.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian proceeded towards Hong Meilin's tent, determined to check on her well-being.

Having spent a sleepless night grappling with the loss of her comrades, Hong Meilin had succumbed to exhaustion and slumbered through the morning.

"Meilin, are you awake?" Wang Jian called out, his voice projecting a mix of concern and authority.

A soft reply emanated from within the tent, "Yes, Your Highness. Please come inside."

Stepping into her tent, Wang Jian's gaze fixated upon Hong Meilin's ethereal yet alluring form, draped in her nightdress.

"I came to inquire about your well-being. My subordinates informed me that you haven't had breakfast or even lunch yet. Come outside and join me for a meal," Wang Jian proposed, his tone laced with genuine concern.

"I... I don't feel like eating right now, Your Highness," Hong Meilin responded weakly, her voice barely audible.

Asserting his authority, Wang Jian's voice grew more forceful. "No. You will join me and nourish yourself. I understand your anguish, but neglecting your health or tormenting yourself serves no purpose."

Taking a step closer, he extended his hand towards her, his eyes glinting with a mix of dominance and desire. "Come, take my hand."

Hong Meilin mustered a feeble smile, her grip on his hand delicate yet appreciative, as she rose slowly to her feet.

Grateful for his presence, she whispered softly, "Thank you for standing by my side, Your Highness."

Wang Jian's smirk widened, a mischievous gleam in his eyes, as he leaned closer, his lips tantalizingly close to Hong Meilin's, while his hands began their exploration of her enticing form.

Employing his Blissful Touch, he ensured that Hong Meilin experienced an exquisite euphoria at that very moment, immersing her in a state of pure delight.

As their lips reluctantly parted, a flicker of hesitation glimmered in Hong Meilin's eyes as she softly murmured, "Being in your presence brings me immeasurable joy, Your Highness."

"Change out of your nightdress and join me for lunch. We'll be moving from this location soon," Wang Jian instructed.

"Yes, Your Highness," Hong Meilin responded with a genuine sense of delight.

Wang Jian exited her tent and made his way to the pavilion where a sumptuous feast awaited. Lady Zhuoran and Bixi Shuyan soon joined him, their attire transformed from the scandalous nightdresses of the previous night to elegant and resplendent garments.

To any onlooker, it would be inconceivable that these two women had spent the night consumed by pleasure under Wang Jian's touch.

In due course, Hong Meilin arrived, adorned in a refined and graceful dress. Taking her place beside Wang Jian, she began partaking in the delectable spread before her.

Lady Zhuoran and Bixi Shuyan couldn't help but gape at Hong Meilin in utter disbelief. How could this woman sit next to Wang Jian so nonchalantly?

In their eyes, Wang Jian was an epitome of sinister depravity. Yet, this woman appeared oblivious to it all.

Wang Jian cast an amused gaze upon Lady Zhuoran and Bixi Shuyan, their faces instantly drenched in perspiration. His unsettling smile sent a shiver coursing down their spines, compelling them to hurriedly divert their attention to the food before them and eat with a fervent pace.

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As Wang Jian's faction continued their journey, their pace remained steady. After covering a considerable distance, they halted for a break, recognizing that traveling through the night would impede the rest their members required.

Throughout the entire ride, Wang Jian shared the same horse with Hong Meilin, engaging her in conversation and successfully coaxing her to open up. She confided in him about her apprehensions regarding facing the Pope and her fear of being blamed by the church's followers upon their return to the cathedral.

Wang Jian slowly reassured her, assuring her that everything would be fine. He emphasized that she didn't need the church's validation, as he would always stand by her side.

"In a way, it's fortunate that no one can reveal the truth about our relationship," Wang Jian remarked playfully.

His words prompted Hong Meilin to punch him jokingly and lightly, pouting cutely. "You shouldn't mock the deceased," she retorted.

"But what can I say? I must be truly blessed by fate," Wang Jian responded with a jest.

Hong Meilin hmphed, turning her head away.

Wang Jian chuckled, his arms encircling her waist as he whispered into her ear, "Honestly, I never cared for any of those mindless fools. You were the only one I truly liked. It saddens me to see the church exploit you so shamelessly."

Hong Meilin blushed slightly, feeling a tinge of embarrassment as Wang Jian openly teased and toyed with her amidst the other members of his faction.

Nonetheless, she suppressed her embarrassment and replied, "...But Your Highness, I was raised in the church. I can't help but feel grateful to them for nurturing me."

"Hmph. It is they who should consider themselves fortunate to have raised someone like you," Wang Jian whispered.

Although Hong Meilin didn't openly admit it, his words filled her with immense joy.

"Please, Your Highness, refrain from speaking ill of them," Hong Meilin responded politely.

"Hmm. The price for such a request is a passionate kiss," Wang Jian teased.

As those words left his lips, memories flooded Hong Meilin's mind, reminding her of the unconventional beginning of their relationship.

So much had transpired since then, and she never could have fathomed that she would willingly share such intimate kisses with Wang Jian, filled with profound love and fiery passion.

As the journey progressed, Wang Jian followed his routine of summoning Bixi Shuyan and Lady Zhuoran during the nights, indulging in intimate and seductive encounters with both of them.

Each encounter shattered their minds anew, deepening their infatuation with the intoxicating ecstasy that only he could provide.

The following days were spent with Hong Meilin, the two of them sharing the same horse and engaging in heartfelt conversations.

This schedule repeated for four more days until they finally emerged from the depths of the forest.

After today's rest, Hong Meilin had made the decision to part ways with Wang Jian's faction and continue her journey towards the cathedral.

It was a choice she had made for herself, despite the lingering attachment she felt towards Wang Jian.

During this time, Bixi Shuyan and Lady Zhuoran had completely surrendered themselves, body, mind, and soul, to Wang Jian's control.

They no longer flinched or displayed any discomfort when witnessing each other entwined around Wang Jian, lost in pleasurable moans, or engaged in fiery moments of intimacy.

They had become slaves to their desires, willingly immersed in the world of pleasure he offered.

Having successfully broken Bixi Shuyan and Lady Zhuoran's mental barriers, Wang Jian felt that the time had come for his first intimate night of passion with Hong Meilin.

Under the moonlit sky, Wang Jian led Hong Meilin to her tent, their growing closeness making the choice seem natural and expected. Little did she know, Wang Jian's true intentions were far from innocent.

With a single step forward, Wang Jian enveloped Hong Meilin in a tight embrace, catching her off guard. Reacting swiftly, she turned to face him, their eyes locking in a moment of anticipation. Wang Jian claimed her lips with his own, their mouths melding in a fervent kiss. His hands, filled with purpose, caressed the delicate fabric of her dress, skillfully undoing its fastenings.

As Hong Meilin felt the initial resistance building within her, she hesitated, pulling away. Their lips parted, and she found herself reclining on the bed, her gaze fixated on Wang Jian. A mixture of desire and uncertainty flickered in her eyes.

"I... I can't go through with this, Your Highness," she protested, her voice laced with apprehension. "As a Saintess of the Church, they will never accept me if they discover that I have lost my virginity."

Wang Jian's smirk deepened, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint. "My dear, you won't be losing your purity," he assured her, his voice laden with confidence. " This is simply the law of nature, and you will be following it."

Hong Meilin responded hesitantly, her words tinged with doubt. "...The Pope would never condone such actions. He would surely admonish me and perhaps even cast me out of the church."

"I will convince him. Leave that to me, my dear," Wang Jian concluded this discussion with those words.

Wang Jian then shed his shirt, a subtle display of his masculine allure. He activated his Enchanting Pheromones skill, releasing an intoxicating aroma that ignited Hong Meilin's desire.

Simultaneously, the Blissful Touch technique was employed, sending waves of exquisite pleasure cascading through her mind.

Before long, Wang Jian found himself on the bed, his body pressed against Hong Meilin's, their lips intertwining once more. The room filled with a feverish heat as their desires mingled, fueled by Wang Jian's seductive prowess.

In the throes of passion, Hong Meilin yielded to the intoxicating inferno that consumed her. Her nimble fingers hastily undid the fastenings of her dress, discarding the fabric with a sense of urgency.

A wicked smirk played upon Wang Jian's lips, his eyes feasting upon the alluring sight of Hong Meilin's naked form. In that moment, she laid before him, a vision of seductive beauty unveiled only for him to behold.

As his gaze roved over her exposed curves, Wang Jian's voice resonated with a low, sultry tone. "Despite your status as a Saintess, your body can really force a man to commit a sin," he murmured, his words laced with a potent mixture of desire and possessiveness.

Hong Meilin's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. She blushed under his intense scrutiny, her vulnerability exposed in this intimate moment.

Her voice, barely above a whisper, carried a hint of anticipation as she responded, "I am yours, Your Highness. Only yours."

Their bodies drawn together like magnets, Wang Jian leaned in to capture her lips once more. Their passionate embrace deepened, each kiss a testament to their shared longing and forbidden connection.

Wang Jian's hands explored every curve of Hong Meilin's voluptuous form, kindling a symphony of pleasurable moans and gasps. The Blissful Touch technique showcased its full prowess as Hong Meilin's countenance became a radiant display of joy.

In the heat of the moment, Wang Jian's arousal strained against the confines of his pants, urging him to shed their restraints and reveal his engorged manhood to Hong Meilin's eager gaze.

Hong Meilin was captivated by the sight before her. It was her very first encounter with such a magnificent cock, and she couldn't help but feel her heart race with anticipation, her pussy growing wet with an intoxicating mix of excitement and desire.

Amidst the exhilaration, a flicker of concern fluttered in the depths of Hong Meilin's thoughts. She voiced her uncertainty, her voice trembling, "W-Will it truly fit inside me?"

With a devious smile adorning his face, Wang Jian leaned in, his voice laced with assurance, "It most certainly will. Trust in me, for I possess vast experience in matters such as these."

Hong Meilin's smile bloomed, and she playfully nudged Wang Jian's chest, her voice teasingly commanding, "...Don't let your thoughts wander to any other woman. Tonight, I should be the only one on your mind and body."

Wang Jian's gaze intensified, his smile wickedly enchanting, as he drew himself closer to Hong Meilin's face, his words dripping with desire, "Then, my dear, you better show me your passion."

In a heartbeat, their lips collided, sealing their desires in a fervent kiss. Hong Meilin's arms and legs wrapped around Wang Jian, her ample breasts pressing against his chest, their erogenous peaks brushing against his skin, igniting waves of pleasure that consumed her entire being.

Simultaneously enthralled by her fervent actions, Wang Jian's hands found their place on her firm buttocks, securing his grip before teasingly guiding his pulsating member to graze against the entrance of her hungry pussy, creating an intoxicating dance of anticipation and yearning.

As their lips reluctantly parted, a faint tremor of worry colored Hong Meilin's voice, her words a delicate plea, "Please... be gentle."

A mischievous smirk danced across Wang Jian's face as he responded, his voice dripping with assurance, "Fear not, my dear. I shall be gentle. But do know that this won't make it any easier."

With tantalizing slowness, Wang Jian's rigid member began its descent into Hong Meilin's eager and slick pussy. Despite the heightened arousal and abundant wetness, the sheer girth and size of Wang Jian's cock posed an enticing yet formidable obstacle.

Hong Meilin's delicate folds stretched and accommodated the intrusion, a mixture of discomfort and anticipation coursing through her.

As Wang Jian's impressive length penetrated her, her body instinctively clenched in response, blood trickling from her virgin pussy, mingling the bittersweet sensations of pain and pleasure.

An involuntary cry escaped Hong Meilin's lips, a fleeting moment of agony marking the beginning of an unparalleled journey.

Yet, amidst the sharp twinge, a surge of euphoria surged through her as Wang Jian's throbbing member found its way to the deepest recesses of her womanhood.

Simultaneously, Wang Jian's firm grip enveloped Hong Meilin's breasts, his touch eliciting a symphony of sensations.

His voice, filled with a heady mixture of delight and desire, punctuated the erotic tableau, "Incredible! You're so tight. This feels absolutely incredible."

With a rhythmic and purposeful motion of his hips, Wang Jian initiated a passionate dance, his thrusts expertly choreographed. Hong Meilin and Wang Jian embarked on a journey of unparalleled pleasure, a merging of two bodies consumed by desire.

For Hong Meilin, the intensity of pleasure became an overwhelming force, amplified by the enchanting powers of the Blissful Touch technique.

In this moment, the true efficacy of the Blissful Touch unfolded, and Hong Meilin's consciousness surrendered to the sublime realm of ecstasy, blissfully lost in the ocean of pleasure.

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Throughout the night, Wang Jian's relentless thrusts into Hong Meilin's eager and wet pussy seemed never-ending. Their bodies entwined in a passionate symphony, they engaged in over fifteen rounds of unbridled lovemaking, their desires fueling their intimate dance until the break of dawn.

As their bodies, slick with sweat, finally succumbed to exhaustion, Wang Jian and Hong Meilin found solace in each other's arms, their naked forms pressed tightly together. In the tranquility of the aftermath, they indulged in heartfelt conversation, their voices a gentle whisper against the hushed morning air.

"You are now mine, Meilin," Wang Jian murmured affectionately, his fingers tenderly caressing her head, the touch evoking a sense of warmth and possessiveness.

Hong Meilin responded softly, her voice tinged with devotion, "Yes, Your Highness. To be yours brings me immeasurable joy. I shall endeavor never to disappoint you."

Her words elicited a genuine smile from Wang Jian as his fingers traced delicate patterns along her bare back, his touch invoking a mixture of tenderness and desire.

"Dearest Meilin, I have a humble request," Wang Jian's voice grew softer, laden with sincerity.

Nestling closer within his embrace, Hong Meilin inquired with a hint of timidity, "What is it, Your Highness? I shall strive to fulfill your wishes without question."

"Hush, my dear. It is not a command, but a heartfelt plea," Wang Jian reassured, his words evoking a surge of happiness within Hong Meilin.

With anticipation in his gaze, Wang Jian revealed his request, "I implore you to refrain from mentioning the Ebon Void Essence Ore to the church."

Hong Meilin initially displayed surprise at the unexpected appeal, but soon composed herself, trying to understand the reason behind Wang Jian's request. "May I ask why, Your Highness?"

Wang Jian's eyes rolled with exasperation before settling on a resolute gaze as he explained, "It's because I possess a grand vision that necessitates a substantial quantity of this ore. I cannot bear to witness it to be squandered in the hands of the church, devoid of its true potential."

Attempting to defend the church, Hong Meilin interjected, "Surely the church will put the ore to good use, Your Highness."

With a dismissive gesture, Wang Jian responded, coldness simmering beneath his words, "The church, my dear, will allocate the ore solely for their own purposes, erecting protection and teleportation arrays. Little thought is given to the common folk, rendering the ore practically useless to them. It shall merely serve the whims of the elite."

Hong Meilin found herself swayed by Wang Jian's conviction, her gaze locking with his as she raised her head, eager to understand his intentions. "How do you plan to employ it, Your Highness?"

A sly grin spread across Wang Jian's face as he playfully answered, "Allow me to offer a hint. It shall revolutionize communication, making it accessible and affordable for all the people within our empire."

Hong Meilin's eyes widened in astonishment, the scope of Wang Jian's ambition catching her off guard. "Truly? It will be available to everyone?"

With pride and nobility infusing his voice, Wang Jian confirmed, "Indeed. So, my dear, what is your decision?"

Hong Meilin's acquiescence came effortlessly, her resolve unwavering. "If this is your vision, then I shall keep silent about the ore to the church."

A smirk of satisfaction graced Wang Jian's lips upon hearing her response. He teasingly remarked, "Hehehe... I'm glad you complied so readily. If not, I might have resorted to tormenting you until you gave in."

To emphasize his words, Wang Jian mischievously pinched and tugged at Hong Meilin's sensitive nipples, eliciting a symphony of intense pleasure from her lips, intermingled with a vocal declaration of desire.

"You truly are a rascal," Hong Meilin whispered, her gaze fixed upon Wang Jian, her love evident in her eyes.

"Thank you for loving me so deeply. The moments we've shared shall forever hold a special place in my heart, Your Highness," she murmured, her head nuzzling against Wang Jian's comforting chest.

"Why do you speak as though this will be our final encounter?" Wang Jian's voice resonated with dominance, his words carrying an air of certainty. "We shall reunite again in the near future, and this night of unparalleled passion and bliss shall be relived."

His commanding tone exerted a magnetic pull on Hong Meilin, compelling her to nod in agreement, unable to resist his charismatic presence. Deep within her, she pondered how the church would react upon discovering her relationship with Wang Jian.

Nevertheless, a resolute determination took hold of her. If circumstances demanded it, she vowed to choose love over all else, remaining loyal to Wang Jian while offering her assistance to the church, unburdened by any formal affiliation.

On that fateful day, Hong Meilin bid farewell to Wang Jian's faction and hastened towards the nearest branch of the church.

Aware of the potential consequences if her loss of virginity were to be revealed to the Pope, she decided to seek refuge in the safety of the branch before eventually returning to the grand cathedral.

Concerned for Hong Meilin's well-being, Wang Jian couldn't help but harbor worries about her safety.

To alleviate his concerns, he assigned a group of formidable King Realm experts from his faction—excluding the alluring Bixi Shuyan and Lady Zhuoran—to act as her vigilant guardians.

Wang Jian's own strength had reached such extraordinary heights that he no longer relied on the protection of King Realm experts.

However, he chose to retain Bixi Shuyan and Lady Zhuoran by his side, not yet satiated by their captivating allure and seeking further indulgence in their bodies to satiate his carnal desires and provide him with added entertainment.

With Hong Meilin's departure, Wang Jian decided it was time to accelerate the pace of his faction, swiftly making his way out of the forest and back to his palace.

The deliberate slowness he had maintained earlier was a calculated strategy to court Hong Meilin fully, ensuring that his favorability with her reached such heights that the notion of betrayal would be inconceivable.

Hong Meilin's favorability towards Wang Jian currently stood at an impressive 80, a testament to his masterful navigation of the situation and his adept utilization of three potent techniques: Enchanting Pheromones, Blissful Touch, and Charismatic Magnetism.

For the remainder of the journey, Wang Jian opted to travel in a luxurious carriage, the confines of which housed only three individuals—Wang Jian himself, the enchanting Bixi Shuyan, and the captivating Lady Zhuoran.

Within the carriage, a soundproof talisman was activated, sealing them off from prying eyes and ears.

Taking full advantage of the privacy, Wang Jian indulged his insatiable carnal desires, tormenting both women relentlessly throughout the journey.

His intention was to break their minds so profoundly that there would be no return from the depths of pleasure he bestowed upon them. Their bodies would crave his touch with a fervor bordering on addiction.

During Wang Jian's stay in the Butterfly Spirit Race's Forest, significant changes took place within the Empire. The departure of the princes' factions to the Sacred Dominion had left a void, and it was Wang Jian's faction that seized the opportunity to assert their dominance.

Knowing that his siblings' factions would bring their most formidable members on their expedition, Wang Jian recognized that the factions remaining in the Empire would be vulnerable with weakened defenses and potentially weak leadership.

With the absorption of the latent power of the Steller Azure Dew Drops, all the women in Wang Jian's faction who had not yet reached the King Realm had attained the pinnacle of the Lord Realm.

They were on the cusp of breaking through to the King Realm, needing only to gain further insights into their respective elements.

Under the guidance of Su Xian, Meng Xiangyi, and Xiao Ling, disciples were trained, and a grand competition was organized. This competition offered enticing rewards for participation and victory, including a coveted set of equipment, precious pellets, rare resources, and weapons.

As the competition was hosted by the talented Seventh Prince's faction, it garnered significant attention from top-level sects and organizations, compelling them to send representatives.

Su Xian presided over the event as Wang Jian's wife, while Xiao Ling and Meng Xiangyi participated under Su Xian's orders.

The competition proved to be a resounding success, attracting a multitude of onlookers eager to witness the clashes between renowned sects. Members of Su Xian's group showcased their prowess by defeating disciples from prestigious sects such as the Heavenly Blade Sect, Lotus Blossom Sect, and even the Celestial Dragon Sect.

The defeat of these renowned sects' disciples was attributed to a combination of factors, including the absence of their elite disciples accompanying the royal factions to the Sacred Dominion. Meanwhile, Su Xian's faction boasted exceptionally talented experts like Meng Xiangyi and Xiao Ling, who displayed the power of their spirits in the competition.

In the meantime, Fen Shuying led the Night Dagger Clan in spreading terror by killing waves of members of various assassin organizations such as the Black Hand, leaving them in awe of the Clan's prowess.

This newfound reputation prompted numerous associations to seek connections with them, skyrocketing the Night Dagger Clan's business to unprecedented heights.

During this eventful period, Kang Huian and her Crimson Mammoth Clan diligently established a formidable defensive line-up to maintain order during the tournament and safeguard the Night Dagger Clan's headquarters.

Facing numerous attacks from various organizations, the Night Dagger Clan's location became known, making them a prime target.

However, Kang Huian's clan, with assistance from Bai Liqin's subordinates—King Realm experts—successfully repelled these assaults, preventing significant damage to Wang Jian's faction.

This strategy played a crucial role in safeguarding their interests and asserting Wang Jian's influence within the Empire.

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While Su Xian, Fen Shuying, and Kang Huian were focused on gaining favor and popularity among various sects, Han Xifeng embarked on a remarkable endeavor of creating her own religion, all in accordance with Wang Jian's instructions.

Wang Jian's allies throughout the Empire skillfully propagated the rumors about the extraordinary powers possessed by the heiress of the Miracle Angel Tribe.

They emphasized that this tribe, which emerged from the treacherous Zhenguan Region alongside Wang Jian, wielded mystical abilities, and shared a spiritual connection with a divine entity.

This spiritual connection was none other than Han Xifeng herself.

Convincing the onlookers and the general populace was a relatively simple task, as Han Xifeng only needed to showcase her Spirit of the Holy Angel Amara

By employing her spirit, she openly healed numerous individuals, whether their wounds were physical or spiritual, unveiling the true extent of her genuine power.

This captivating display of prowess solidified Han Xifeng's trustworthiness in the eyes of all, catapulting her popularity to unprecedented heights.

Although her fame surged primarily within a few cities, it was enough to draw the attention of the church, whose concern stemmed from the fear that she could potentially pose a significant threat to their religious authority.

As fate would have it, Wang Jian's faction found itself engulfed in a tempest of adversity upon the early return of Wang Hao and Wang Ying's factions from the Sacred Dominion. The serene equilibrium shattered, replaced by a storm of challenges.

Seizing the opportunity, Wang Hao and Wang Ying swiftly reasserted their authority over their factions, wasting no time in implementing a series of policies that galvanized their followers to take action against Wang Jian's rising influence.

Having personally witnessed Wang Jian's awe-inspiring prowess within the Sacred Dominion, both siblings harbored a deep-seated awareness that if he were to unleash his full potential upon the Empire, he would undoubtedly emerge as the most formidable contender for the coveted position of the next Emperor.

Fueled by their trepidation and determined to halt his ascent, they conspired to dismantle his faction before it could fully bloom and present a legitimate threat to their own ambitions.

Their assault was relentless, an onslaught of aggression that wreaked havoc upon Wang Jian's loyal allies. Clans, families, sects, and organizations that had aligned themselves with him fell victim to their ruthlessness, their hopes and dreams extinguished in a wave of bloodshed.

Yet, despite the ferocity of the combined attacks from Wang Hao and Wang Ying's factions, Wang Jian's faction endured, their survival owed to the unwavering protection provided by Bai Liqin and the formidable experts she had diligently cultivated over the years.

Aware that directly confronting Bai Liqin would be a formidable task due to the immense influence wielded by the Bai Clan, Wang Hao and Wang Ying recognized the need to employ the political power of their own mothers.

They mustered their courage and beseeched their mothers to take action against Bai Liqin, their voices united in a rare show of solidarity.

Even the mothers of Wang Hao and Wang Ying hesitated, acutely aware of the Bai Clan's significant clout. However, driven by their shared desire to curb Wang Jian's influence, they resolved to implore the Emperor himself to suppress Bai Liqin and curtail her support for Wang Jian's faction.

To their astonishment, their ploy proved successful, and the Emperor, swayed by their arguments, decreed a severe punishment for his beloved wife. Bai Liqin, a woman of indomitable spirit, would be imprisoned within the forbidding confines of the Azure Rocks Silent Dungeon for an agonizing month.

The prospect of such incarceration was nothing short of torment for someone of Bai Liqin's stature. Yet, resolute in her devotion to her son, Wang Jian, she resolved to endure any hardship thrown her way.

Before being consigned to her desolate fate, Bai Liqin urgently dispatched messages to her dear friends, beloved relatives, and loyal benefactors, imploring them to muster all their efforts to safeguard her son's faction.

She would willingly endure even greater punishment than imprisonment if it meant preserving the fruits of her son's tireless endeavors.

But there was more to come. Upon the return of Wang Chen, the enigmatic Third Prince, and his faction, they swiftly enacted a strategic move that caught even their closest allies off guard—the relocation of their palace.

Now, the whereabouts of the Third Prince's faction were shrouded in secrecy, hidden from prying eyes. Not a soul, not even his most trusted confidants, knew the precise location of their stronghold.

To compound matters, the once-unbreakable alliance between the Third Prince and the revered Jade Serpent Sect crumbled into dust.

In a bold declaration, the sect severed all ties with the enigmatic prince, proclaiming their complete disassociation from his faction.

The severed alliance stemmed from an incident that had left an indelible mark on the Third Prince's trust.

It was during a harrowing encounter with formidable demon adversaries that members of the Jade Serpent Sect had forsaken him, leaving him to face the dire threat alone.

The passage of time acted as a catalyst, and the news of Wang Jian's exceptional talents and his awe-inspiring exploits within the sacred domain of the Butterfly Spirit Race began to trickle throughout the vast expanse of the Empire.

The people marveled at Wang Jian's extraordinary achievements and the depth of his mastery over the Laws of various elements. His combat prowess was hailed as one of the mightiest among the Royal Princes.

Their astonishment knew no bounds when they learned that he had triumphed over Zyrithia, the Nether Curseweaver Devil Princess, a feat that seemed inconceivable.I think you should take a look at

But Wang Jian's triumph didn't end there. He also exposed the true identity of Ye Chen, who had fallen into the clutches of darkness and become a demon.

It was no surprise, then, that Wang Jian's faction garnered immense public support. Neutral factions that had remained undecided among the Royal Princes swiftly rallied behind the Seventh Prince.

Wang Jian's rising popularity, his awe-inspiring combat abilities, and the revelation of his relationship with Hong Meilin all contributed to this groundswell of support.

The news of Wang Jian's close bond with Hong Meilin, the revered Saintess of the Church of Divine Light, sent shockwaves throughout the Empire.

The mere idea of a Saintess engaging in a romantic entanglement with a man seemed unfathomable. Yet, the rumors and reports of their relationship originated from trusted confidants of the Crown Prince and the Second Princess, leaving little room for doubt.

The followers of the Church were consumed by anger at this scandalous revelation.

They vowed to confront Hong Meilin, demanding answers, and pressing her to either sever ties with Wang Jian or publicly refute the rumors surrounding their relationship.

The followers were determined to unravel the truth and uphold the sanctity of their beloved Saintess.

Amidst the stabilization of the Windhaven Kingdom, Mei Yan's Celestial Dragon Sect branch played a crucial role, joining forces with the Windhaven Royal Family to restore order.

Chen Yiyan, coordinating efforts with Mei Yan, ensured that all organizations, sects, and associations fell in line with her father's commands.

However, when news reached Chen Yiyan about the perilous situation facing Wang Jian's faction in the Empire, she wasted no time.

Determined to aid her husband's cause, she swiftly assembled a group of experts and set off to lend support.

King Chen willingly provided her with the kingdom's top experts for this expedition, though they were limited to King Realm expertise and couldn't bring about a significant change.

Nonetheless, their presence alleviated some of the pressure.

Meanwhile, Lady Xia embarked on a venture of her own.

Collaborating with a team of Miracle Angel Tribe members, she established an organization focused on producing a range of extraordinary beauty products and enchanting perfumes.

Their first store opened its doors in the capital, offering these exclusive items at a premium price. Crafted using secret methods of the Miracle Angel Tribe and rare herbs, the products' exorbitant prices caused quite a stir among the city dwellers.

Realizing that potential customers hesitated due to the steep costs, Lady Xia devised a clever strategy.

She decided to offer free trials of their remarkable products, allowing each person the opportunity to experience them once in their lifetime.

Curiosity piqued, several women eagerly tested the perfumes and beauty products.

The results were nothing short of astonishing—a qualitative transformation that ignited a sensation throughout the city.

Suddenly, seven ordinary-looking women became captivating beauties, their allure so potent it could upend kingdoms.

Sensing the opportune moment, Lady Xia unveiled the truth behind these miraculous beauty creations—they were products of the Seventh Prince Wang Jian's faction.

This revelation sent ripples of excitement and intrigue across the realm, further fueling the anticipation and curiosity surrounding Wang Jian and his faction's endeavors.

Lady Xia's organization that specializes in selling exquisite beauty products for women is known as "Elysian Blossoms." The name "Elysian" represents a realm of perfect beauty and bliss, while "Blossoms" evokes the blooming of femininity and the allure of nature's delicate flowers.

In a stunning turn of events, the illustrious Elysian Blossoms Organization was struck by a devastating blow—a merciless raid carried out by a band of ruthless mercenaries. Swarming into the store like shadows in the night, they pillaged every precious beauty product, leaving behind a trail of shattered dreams and stolen hopes.

Within the confines of the store, the courageous workers endured unimaginable torment, their spirits unyielding despite the pain inflicted upon them. They remained tight-lipped for they were unaware of the hidden location of the precious warehouse.

Even the Night Dagger Clan members and the Crimson Mammoth Tribe, entrusted with protecting Elysian Blossoms, found themselves spread thin, battling to safeguard their own organizations and allies within Wang Jian's faction.

But as fate would have it, the tides were about to turn. In the midst of despair, a beacon of hope emerged as Wang Jian, the prodigious Seventh Prince, returned to his faction. His arrival signaled a resurgence of strength and a determination to reclaim what had been taken.

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As Wang Jian returned to his faction, his eyes burned with a newfound fury at the sight of the devastation caused by the schemes and political machinations of the Crown Prince, Second Princess, and even the Third Prince.

Gathering his wives, Su Xian and Fen Shuying, Wang Jian's voice resonated with a chilling determination, "We shall not allow them to go unpunished for their audacity in targeting our faction!"

Yet, it wasn't only the princes that ignited the flames of anger within Wang Jian's heart, but also their conniving mothers who had played a part in orchestrating his mother's unjust punishment.

A dark glimmer appeared in his eyes as he contemplated a fitting retribution.

With a mixture of vindictiveness and a twisted desire, Wang Jian resolved to forcefully conquer the bodies of the queens and concubines of the Emperor.

While part of it was driven by his own depraved desires, the main motive was to administer a fitting punishment to those who had dared to act against his beloved mother.

In his eyes, this was the most appropriate course of action to ensure they faced the consequences they deserved.

Before embarking on his quest for vengeance, Wang Jian made a crucial decision to utilize his precious Destiny Points to enhance his combat prowess and skills to a whole new level.

With fortitude gleaming in his eyes, he commanded the system, "Utilize my Destiny Points to elevate my cultivation to the Emperor Realm."

The response from the system was swift and efficient.

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Requirements for the Emperor Realm:

Attainment of Peak Level Elemental Insight – Confirmed.

(Optional) Mastery of a Domain - Confirmed.

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While reaching the Emperor Realm only required the pinnacle of Elemental Insight, those who had unlocked a Domain could experience a significant boost in their power, as well as the authority over his chosen domain.

Wang Jian, however, sought to keep his breakthrough as discreet as possible, avoiding unnecessary attention.

Thus, he had chosen a secluded location, far away from his palace, protected by concealment talismans, where he could undergo this momentous breakthrough in secrecy.

As the mysterious energy merged with Wang Jian's dantian, his precious reservoir of Destiny Points rapidly depleted, fueling the extraordinary transformation unfolding within him.

A surge of exhilaration coursed through his being as his cultivation transcended the boundaries of the King Realm, ascending to the exalted Emperor Realm.

With this breakthrough, Wang Jian experienced a profound shift in his senses, elevating them to an unprecedented level.

His newfound sensory range expanded, enveloping half of the Empire with himself as the epicenter.

It was as if the world had opened its doors to him, granting him the ability to discern the elemental affinities of all the experts within his vast reach. This remarkable enhancement was a testament to his refined Spiritual Sensitivity Skill.

Moreover, Wang Jian could perceive the unmistakable amplification in the power and scope of his domain. The mastery and control over his domain seemed to have reached new heights, resonating harmoniously with the energies of an Emperor Realm expert.

As the reverberations of his breakthrough settled, Wang Jian turned his attention to the notifications from the system. Nearly 1.6 Million Destiny Points had been consumed to reach the Emperor Realm

However, amidst the sea of notifications, a particular message stood out. It was no ordinary blue box but a blazing red one, signaling a grave warning.

[Warning! The Host's breakthrough to the Emperor Realm has activated the complete awakening of the World's Essence. A new Protagonist has emerged, designated to target the Host primarily! Moreover, Protagonist Ye Chen's luck has received a significant boost, enabling him to surpass the Host.]

The gravity of this warning caused Wang Jian's eyes to widen ever so slightly. He had long anticipated that his defiance of the prescribed destinies and his clash against the protagonists would eventually mark him as the primary adversary in the eyes of the World's Essence.

Now, the World's Essence had responded with a countermeasure—unleashing a new protagonist and empowering Ye Chen with unprecedented luck to overcome him.

Although Wang Jian couldn't deny feeling a tinge of apprehension, he understood the futility of excessive worry.

He knew that dwelling on the extent of the World's Essence's intervention or overthinking the challenges ahead would yield no fruitful outcome.

Instead, he resolved to confront the obstacles as they arose, tackling each problem head-on. For the time being, Wang Jian would focus on fortifying his faction and embarking on the quest to uncover the identity of this new protagonist.

After attaining the Emperor Realm, Wang Jian exercised caution and refrained from immediately revealing his newfound cultivation throughout the entire Empire.

He understood the ensuing chaos that would ensue if all the Emperor Realm experts were to perceive him as a threat.

Their gaze would fixate upon him, seeking to ascertain his strength and unravel his plans.I think you should take a look at

Although Wang Jian possessed unwavering confidence in his ability to overpower them in sheer might, he recognized the potential harm this attention could inflict upon his faction.

Instead, he opted to keep his true strength as a last resort, utilizing it sparingly.

This strategic approach allowed him to focus on the development and consolidation of his faction, ensuring its stability and resilience.

In pursuit of this goal, his first order of business was to convene a meeting with Su Xian and Fen Shuying, discussing ways to counter the onslaught of assassins and mercenaries targeting their faction.

These shadowy assailants had been employed by the factions aligned with Crown Prince Wang Hao, Second Princess Wang Ying, and Third Prince Wang Chen. Wang Jian resolved that the time had come to handpick their targets and eradicate them without mercy.

Though his faction may not have been vast in numbers, Wang Jian's mother, Bai Liqin, possessed significant influence.

Through her diligent efforts, she had managed to unearth the bases of three organizations and the mercenary groups implicated in the attacks against Wang Jian's faction.

Determined to make an example out of these three targets, Wang Jian assembled a formidable team of warriors hailing from diverse clans, including the Crimson Mammoth Tribe, the Night Dagger Clan, and the Sacred Crane Sect.

Leading this formidable force, he wasted no time in launching a lightning assault on the three bases, obliterating them with ruthless efficiency.

It became a veritable bloodbath, leaving only a handful of survivors.

The deliberate act of sparing these witnesses ensured that news of the merciless slaughter orchestrated by Wang Jian's faction would reverberate throughout the Empire.

Within a week of his return, this display of ruthless retribution sent shockwaves through the ranks of Wang Jian's enemies, who had recklessly targeted his faction during his absence.

Even Crown Prince Wang Hao, Second Princess Wang Ying, and Third Prince Wang Chen were taken aback by Wang Jian's unyielding actions.

Though they had anticipated a fierce response from him, the extent of his vengeance surpassed their expectations.

It became abundantly clear that Wang Jian was willing to defy even the wrath of the Emperor himself to exact his revenge, openly slaughtering his adversaries without fear of consequences.

Wang Jian possessed a keen understanding of the Emperor's response, fully confident that he would face no repercussions for his audacious acts. He recognized that the blame lay squarely upon the opposing factions, not himself.

With absolute conviction, he justified his actions as a rightful vengeance against these foolish adversaries who had dared to inflict harm upon his faction during his absence.

During that eventful week, a wave of transformative changes swept through the sects.

Internal rearrangements unfolded, propelling numerous disciples and even esteemed elders from secondary and local branches of the sects in the Kingdom to ascend to the prestigious main branches within the Empire.

This influx of fresh talent breathed new life into the sects, infusing them with a vigor and strength that had been momentarily depleted in the wake of the Butterfly Spirit Race's encroachment upon their sacred dominion.

While the Kingdom's sects bore the brunt of this shift, the sects within the Empire experienced a remarkable resurgence.

The halls of the sects buzzed with anticipation as new faces emerged, their talents shining brightly like stars in the night sky.

These promising disciples, along with the elevated elders, brought with them a wealth of expertise, fortifying the sects' foundations within the Empire.

Among the elders who ascended to the esteemed main branch, one individual stood out: Mei Yan.

Unbeknownst to the Celestial Dragon's Sect, which was affiliated with the Crown Prince Wang Hao, Mei Yan shared a complicated and ambiguous connection with Wang Jian.

If they had been aware of this association, they would never have granted her such a prominent position. Instead, they were captivated by Mei Yan's exceptional martial prowess and her impeccable record of managing her branch.

Despite her promotion, a chilling sense of fear gripped Mei Yan's heart. Her mind conjured images of Wang Jian's sinister visage and that twisted, wicked smile.

She knew all too well that upon her return to the Empire, Wang Jian would not simply leave her be. He would use her body to satiate his wicked and carnal desires, regardless of her consent.

Mei Yan found herself caught in a predicament, unable to confront Wang Jian or afford to offend him.

Her vulnerability stemmed from the fact that Wang Jian held leverage over her—a leverage embodied in the form of her disciple, Xiao Ling, who currently served as Wang Jian's maid.

After much deliberation and a heavy sigh, Mei Yan made her decision. Her voice, though laced with willpower, quivered ever so slightly with a tinge of desperation.

"Remaining here will only perpetuate our suffering," she whispered to herself, her words a solemn oath. "I must seize this chance and journey to the Empire, where I shall dedicate myself to breaking through the formidable barriers that separate me from the revered Emperor Realm. It is only through transcending these limits that I can safeguard myself and rescue Xiao Ling from this harrowing fate."

However, Mei Yan remained blissfully unaware of Wang Jian's recent ascension to the Emperor Realm. Her hopes rested on the misguided belief that attaining such extraordinary power would free her from his clutches.

Little did she know that even the lofty heights of the Emperor Realm would not grant her the liberation she sought from Wang Jian's oppressive grip.

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Wang Jian made his way into the grand chamber, where the Emperor awaited his presence. The room was adorned with opulent tapestries and glistening chandeliers, reflecting the prestige and power that resonated within its walls.

"Jian, We are truly delighted to hear of your triumphant exploits," spoke Emperor Wang with a calm yet joyous tone. "You have not only vanquished the vile demons that dared trespass into our territory, but you have also garnered the favor and acceptance of the esteemed Queen of the Butterfly Spirit Race. And to receive her personal mark... Such an honor! Those who bear such a mark etch their names into the annals of history."

Wang Jian met his father's gaze with a serene smile. "It was my duty as the seventh prince of the Empire to rid our lands of those malevolent demons. However, I do regret that I was unable to deliver justice upon that devilish princess and the treacherous Ye Chen."

The Emperor's response was measured, his voice carrying a hint of understanding.

"There is no need for remorse, son. You have done your utmost, and that is enough for us."

With a nod, Wang Jian paused for a brief moment before pressing on.

"Father, I have come to request the release of my mother from the confines of the Azure Rocks Silent Dungeon."

A furrow formed on the Emperor's brow, yet he maintained his composure.

"While it is true that Concubine Liqin's transgressions were grave—using her status as my concubine to mobilize experts in defense of your faction—'we' could have pardoned her. However, your actions against the Black Hand, the Shadow Fang Brotherhood, and the Steel Viper Mercenaries are not to be taken lightly. The scale of the slaughter you left in your wake, sparing only a handful of survivors, has incited the council, our other concubines, and even our Empress to seek justice against you. We do not wish to punish you, son, so the weight of your punishment must be borne by your mother, Concubine Liqin."

Wang Jian's eyes widened in response, a cold smile creeping upon his lips.

"You seem unusually unfair, Emperor. You must recognize that while I resided within the Sacred Dominion, I was instrumental in fostering stronger relations between the Empire and the Butterfly Spirit Race, even having a close relationship with the Saintess of the Church. It was during that time that my siblings took advantage and launched ruthless attacks against my faction. I merely retaliated, exacting vengeance upon those who sought to dismantle all I had built."

His voice grew stronger, resonating through the chamber.

"Furthermore, regarding the experts my mother mobilized, I am prepared to pay any price for their recruitment. Moreover, let us not forget that it was not my mother who committed the crimes alone. My second sister, Wang Ying, should face severe punishment for colluding with a demon-affiliated expert and even transforming into a demon at the crucial juncture of our expedition to the Sacred Dominion."

The Emperor's gaze turned frosty, his words cutting through the air like an icy wind.

"Mind your tone when addressing 'us,' my son. 'We' are the Emperor of this realm! And do not assume that 'we' are ignorant of your clandestine activities. 'We' are well aware of your secret dealings with the Crimson Cult. The fact that you have aligned yourself with a banned organization under our very noses infuriates me. However, 'we' have turned a blind eye to it, merely to spare you from severe repercussions. The punishment Concubine Liqin has received pales in comparison, don't you agree?"

Wang Jian's eyes widened in disbelief, his carefully constructed facade momentarily shattered by the Emperor's revelation.

He hadn't anticipated that news of his collaboration with the Crimson Cult would reach the Emperor's ears so swiftly.

Yet, upon reflection, he realized the natural progression of events.

If the upper echelons of the Crimson Cult were already aware of his affiliation, it was only a matter of time before whispers reached the Emperor's vast network of spies, which extended far and wide throughout the Empire.

"…I am grateful for your mercy, Emperor," Wang Jian uttered through clenched teeth, his voice a mere whisper. "I shall take my leave then."

With a final nod, Wang Jian turned on his heel, concealing the storm of emotions raging within him.

News of Wang Jian's audience with the Emperor and his failure to secure his mother's release from the accursed dungeon spread like wildfire throughout the vast expanse of the realm, capturing the attention and speculation of the populace.

While the conversation between Wang Jian and the Emperor remained shrouded in secrecy, the public couldn't help but weave their own narratives, fueled by the absence of Bai Liqin's liberation.

These murmurs only deepened the already existing perception of a complex and strained relationship between the Emperor and Wang Jian, hinting at the Emperor's dissatisfaction with his own son.

Simultaneously, another piece of news swept through the Empire, concerning the Second Princess, Wang Ying. Whispers traveled like invisible tendrils, revealing that she had severed all ties with those associated with Ye Chen—be it friends or members affiliated with her faction through Ye Chen's influence.

The public marveled at Wang Ying's audacity, for her actions seemingly sacrificed the strength of her faction in favor of upholding her principles.

It appeared as though she placed her ideals above personal gain, drawing admiration from onlookers.

But the truth behind this carefully orchestrated display diverged greatly from the public's perception. Wang Ying's motives were far from altruistic; they were cunning and calculated maneuvers designed to enhance her faction's prestige and allure.

She recognized that attracting more individuals to her cause required her to appear as the lone torchbearer of morality and righteousness within the royal family. To achieve this, decisive actions were necessary.I think you should take a look at

However, removing the entire group affiliated with her faction through Ye Chen's connections would have inflicted irreparable damage to her faction's strength and influence.

Hence, Wang Ying implemented a strategic approach, directing her subordinates to foster stronger bonds with every member of the group except for the individual associated with Ye Chen.

In this calculated move, only those linked to Ye Chen were cast aside, while the rest remained firmly ensconced within Wang Ying's faction.

Regrettably, the news circulating in the realm painted a different picture—an illusion suggesting that Wang Ying's resolute decision had drastically weakened her faction.

Yet, the truth lay hidden beneath the surface, with her faction's strength remaining largely intact.

Only one clan abandoned her ranks, accompanied by a prominent member—Elder Hua. This departure stemmed from Elder Hua's tangential connection to Ye Chen.

While she and her disciples were not Ye Chen's confidants, they had received invaluable aid from him during a perilous expedition.

Wary of any potential risks, Wang Ying opted to sever all ties with Elder Hua, despite their shared battle against a common enemy on the battlefield.

It was a calculated move, guided by the desire to safeguard her faction's interests above all else.

While the other members of the Royal Family, namely Wang Hao, Wang Jian, and Wang Chen, saw through Wang Ying's calculated move, they refrained from wasting their time refuting the news.

They understood that their words would likely be dismissed as slanderous due to their rivalry with Wang Ying.

Moreover, as the sole female candidate for the throne, she garnered sympathy from many.

During this time, each faction diligently expanded their influence.

The decimation of the Black Hand had dealt a significant blow to Wang Chen, but he worked tirelessly to assemble a formidable team of warriors.

In addition, his subordinates were inching closer to discovering the elusive Mysterious Wind Law Fruit—an opportunity that would catapult Wang Chen's cultivation to the King Realm, placing him on equal footing with his siblings vying for the throne.

Wang Hao focused on strengthening his faction by managing the sects under his command and assigning them specific tasks to bolster his faction's popularity.

He also devised rigorous training exercises to enhance the combat prowess and quality of his subordinate experts.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian found himself engrossed in a whirlwind of activity.

His current priority centered around assembling a team to mine the precious Ebon Void Essence Ore from the Sacred Dominion of the Butterfly Spirit Race.

To accomplish this, Wang Jian handpicked members from the Crimson Mammoth Tribe and enlisted the expertise of the Liu Family.

The physically robust Crimson Mammoth Tribe would handle the arduous task of mining, while the Liu Family's knowledge was indispensable for harnessing the full potential of these ores.

The initial objective was to establish a teleportation formation between Wang Jian's faction and the Butterfly Spirit Race.

Next, Wang Jian aimed to create a network of teleportation channels throughout his entire faction, ensuring swift mobility and strategic advantages. Lastly, the focus shifted to research.

Wang Jian decided that the research would be conducted exclusively within the Sacred Dominion.

A selected group of individuals would dedicate their lives to this endeavor. Their primary mission involved utilizing talismans to establish a spatial connection between the ores.

The chosen ore would possess such a limited quantity that it couldn't be employed for teleportation purposes, but it would serve as a conduit for sound transmission across the spatial medium.

Essentially, this was akin to a telephone communication system without the reliance on electricity.

However, sound transmission was merely the first step in Wang Jian's ambitious plan. He intended to incorporate a recording feature into the communication method.

By utilizing this innovative system, Wang Jian aimed to eavesdrop on conversations and gather information from his chosen targets through the communication stones.

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After dispatching a team to the Sacred Dominion to mine the precious Ebon Void Essence Ores, Wang Jian turned his attention to meeting with Lady Xia.

As they reconvened in Wang Jian's room, their initial focus shifted towards indulging in a night of intense and passionate lovemaking.

Lady Xia eagerly shed her garments, assuming various enticing positions that pleased Wang Jian's desires, as the two of them shared an intimate and exhilarating night together.

Following their carnal escapade, Wang Jian redirected his attention to discussing business matters with Lady Xia, their naked bodies pressed against one another.

"Master," Lady Xia began, her voice laced with excitement, "I executed a trial run to showcase the superior quality of our products compared to others in the market. The tactic proved to be immensely successful. However, our rivals or even enemies sabotaged our shop and made off with all our merchandise. Fortunately, the location of our warehouse remains concealed, and the majority of our products remain safe. But how do we proceed with selling them?"

Wang Jian, his hand alternating between Lady Xia's ample bosom and her exposed waist, spoke in response. "Your idea to demonstrate the product's potential through a trial run was brilliant. However, it was a misstep to offer the trial to all women. The purpose of this venture is to specifically target women of high status within society. To achieve that, you should have sent packages to the wives of various clan leaders, influential women in organizations or associations, and those possessing authority in the Empire. This approach would have quickly reached our desired audience."

As Wang Jian's words sank in, Lady Xia's eyes widened, and a hint of disappointment flickered within them.

Sensing her disillusionment, Wang Jian tightened his grip around her voluptuous body and whispered, a cunning gleam in his eyes, "There's no need to feel disheartened. What you did was a necessary step to garner attention for our beauty products. The strategy I just mentioned will now have the greatest impact if you implement it. Just ensure that you emphasize how, due to recent public disturbances, the Elysian Blossoms Organization will no longer distribute products to the general populace. Instead, we will selectively choose recipients for our products, including the free trials."

Wang Jian's tactic worked brilliantly.

As news of the organization's decision spread, the general populace erupted in outrage. However, their anger was largely directed towards the individuals who had vandalized and tormented the Elysian Blossoms Organization's store in the capital.

While these rumors circulated, Lady Xia diligently compiled a list of high-ranking women and those with esteemed positions, meticulously preparing splendid packages for each of them. Alongside the packages, she included an invitation to an exclusive banquet.

The letter tantalizingly hinted at the unveiling of a secret elixir during the event, promising to bestow eternal youth upon all women until the end of their days.

Although the elixir couldn't extend their lives or life force, the prospect of maintaining peak beauty until death proved immensely alluring. Almost every woman who received the letter eagerly accepted the banquet invitation.

Accompanying the invitation were a few specific instructions. The first condition stipulated that each woman could bring only two guards, irrespective of their strength. The number of guards couldn't exceed two.

The second condition clarified that these guards would accompany the women only until the entrance of the banquet hall, where they would then be guided to a separate hall.

Inside the banquet hall itself, the Elysian Blossoms Organization would assume full responsibility for everyone's safety, rendering the presence of additional guards unnecessary.

ƥandasnovel·ƈom Initially, some might have regarded this condition with contempt, given the organization's previous inability to protect its workers and store from looting.

However, no one dared underestimate the importance of this condition since Wang Jian's return, as he had already exacted a heavy price from those who dared to target his organization.

Two mercenary groups and a large assassin organization had been mercilessly eradicated, showcasing the true power behind Wang Jian's faction.

Lastly, the third condition warned that anyone causing trouble during the banquet would face ruthless consequences at the hands of the Elysian Blossoms Organization.

Only those who agreed to all three conditions would be allowed to attend the banquet, set to take place in Wang Jian's sprawling estate, located a considerable distance from Aria City.

The much-anticipated banquet was scheduled to take place in the near future, just as the weekend approached.

With the beginning of the week at hand, their carefully selected targets would soon begin their preparations, gradually setting their plans in motion.

By the third or fourth day, a steady stream of influential figures would start their journey, converging towards the designated location with the aim of reaching it by week's end.

While the preparations for the upcoming banquet were in full swing, Wang Jian, being the astute strategist that he was, also diverted his attention to other matters of importance.

One such matter involved poaching groups and organizations that were allied with his rivals, a move that would significantly weaken their support base.

Fully aware of his own exceptional talent, which had surpassed even that of the Crown Prince and the Second Princess, Wang Jian knew it wouldn't be difficult to convince factions under their influence to join his cause.

His first target was none other than the Jin Clan, a formidable force aligned with the Second Princess's faction. It was the presence of Jin Meixiang, the clan's heir, that made this alliance particularly enticing.I think you should take a look at

Instead of opting for a formal meeting, Wang Jian devised a more strategic approach. He extended a personal invitation to Jin Meixiang, suggesting they meet at a graceful and aesthetic restaurant nestled within the bustling city of Jinhua.

Jin Meixiang was taken aback by the unexpected invitation, her heart fluttering with a mixture of surprise and excitement.

The favorable sentiments she held towards Wang Jian only added to her anticipation, making her acceptance of the invitation a swift and eager response.

As the day of their meeting approached, Jin Meixiang's mind buzzed with curiosity and a hint of nervousness.

A mixture of anticipation and uncertainty danced within her as she prepared herself for the encounter that could potentially alter the course of her clan's future.

Stepping into the restaurant, Jin Meixiang found herself immersed in an enchanting atmosphere. The place was adorned with exquisite decorations, creating a captivating ambiance that heightened her senses.

Her heart skipped a beat as she spotted Wang Jian waiting for her at a table specially set for couples. A rush of happiness surged within her, and her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue.

Overwhelmed by the significance of Wang Jian, the seventh prince of the Empire, waiting for her, Jin Meixiang couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. It was an undeniable testament to the importance he placed on her presence.

With a shy smile, she approached the table and gracefully took a seat in front of Wang Jian, her eyes sparkling with delight. In a hushed voice, she apologized, "I apologize for keeping you waiting, Your Highness."

Wang Jian dismissed her apology with a casual wave of his hand. "Nonsense. This is our first date, and I wanted it to be special," he said with a warm smile, his eyes locked onto hers.

As he spoke, his hand gently intertwined with Jin Meixiang's, using the Blissful Touch technique to evoke a deep sense of joy within her.

While Jin Meixiang's heart would have fluttered even without this subtle influence, she couldn't deny the overwhelming happiness that coursed through her veins.

Wang Jian's thoughtfulness and attention to detail touched her deeply. Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink as she whispered her gratitude.

Lost in the enchanting moment, Wang Jian shifted the conversation to a more lighthearted tone.

"So, what would you like to eat? Consider it my treat," he offered, his eyes sparkling mischievously.

Jin Meixiang, no longer inclined to stand on ceremony, quickly perused the menu and made her selection, choosing a couple of delectable dishes accompanied by a tantalizing cocktail. Wang Jian followed suit, ordering a strong cocktail for himself and a variety of dishes to savor.

As they waited for their meals to arrive, conversation flowed effortlessly between the two. Wang Jian, his gaze filled with genuine admiration, couldn't help but compliment Jin Meixiang's radiant beauty.

"You look absolutely stunning today, perfectly complementing your graceful aura," he praised, a smile playing on his lips.

Jin Meixiang's cheeks reddened, her heart racing at his words. She nodded shyly, barely able to utter her response. "You are incredibly handsome as well, Your Highness. I find it hard to take my eyes off you."

Wang Jian chuckled playfully, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Your praise makes all the effort I put into getting ready worthwhile."

Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, Jin Meixiang mustered the courage to ask the question that had been lingering in her mind.

"Your Highness, may I ask why you invited me on this date? I understand that you must be incredibly busy, especially with your faction expanding at such a rapid pace," she inquired, her voice laced with a mixture of sincerity and a desire to uncover the true purpose behind their meeting.

She suspected there was more to this date than their mutual romantic feelings, and she sensed it had something to do with her clan's fealty.

With a serious expression, Wang Jian leaned in closer, his eyes locked onto Jin Meixiang's. "You're right, my days have been filled with countless responsibilities. Yet, this meeting with you holds great significance. I came here with a dual purpose in mind. One is purely personal, as I wanted to share this special moment with you. The other, I must admit, leans more towards the professional side—it involves a matter concerning your esteemed Jin Clan."

Jin Meixiang couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. Wang Jian's honest and straightforward approach touched her deeply, as she had grown weary of deceitful politics and false pretenses. Nodding appreciatively, she encouraged him to continue. "Please, tell me more, Your Highness. I'm eager to hear what you have to say about my clan."

With a casual smile, Wang Jian responded, "Let's talk about that later. First, I want to enjoy this date with you."

As if on cue, the food arrived at the table.

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As the hours passed, Wang Jian and Jin Meixiang found themselves engrossed in each other's company. They laughed, shared childhood stories, and delved into the depths of their souls.

In the midst of their conversation, Jin Meixiang unknowingly began revealing the inner workings of her clan. Her words flowed freely, not realizing the significance of the information she was imparting. She spoke of the Second Princess, Wang Ying, introducing a certain Ye Chen during a recent clan meeting—a man tasked with undermining Wang Jian's faction.

With this revelation, the path ahead became clear for Wang Jian. Seizing the opportunity, he skillfully steered the conversation towards Jin Meixiang's clan's allegiance to his second sister's faction.

At the mere mention of Wang Ying's faction, Jin Meixiang's dissatisfaction with the Second Princess overflowed, pouring out in a passionate tirade.

Unaware of Wang Jian pulling the strings, she unleashed her frustrations, giving voice to her deepest resentments towards Wang Ying.

Wang Jian deftly capitalized on Jin Meixiang's perception, skillfully molding her understanding of his sister's true nature.

With subtle words and well-timed anecdotes, he painted a picture of Wang Ying as a self-serving individual, acting only in her own interests—an unfortunate truth that Jin Meixiang had no reason to doubt.

The more Wang Jian spoke, the more Jin Meixiang's eyes opened to the realities she had been blind to.

The veil of loyalty towards her clan's affiliation with Wang Ying's faction began to crumble, revealing the selfish motivations and narrow-mindedness that lay beneath.

As a tumult of emotions washed over Jin Meixiang—anger, disappointment, and newfound clarity—she turned to Wang Jian, her voice trembling with determination. "Your Highness, I can no longer abide by my clan's foolish loyalty to the Second Princess's faction. This alliance was meant to secure our hold over Jinhua City, but her collusion with the Hua Clan, and the benefits she promised them, now jeopardizes everything we've worked for."

Wang Jian's eyes sparkled with triumph as he clasped Jin Meixiang's hand gently. "Jin Meixiang, your wisdom and insight surpass that of your peers. I have a solution for you and your clan—a proposition that goes beyond a mere alliance. I wish to forge a bond of family between our houses."

Curiosity brimming in her eyes, Jin Meixiang asked, "How do you propose we do that?"

With a confident smile and a deep breath, Wang Jian replied, "...I, Wang Jian, the Seventh Prince of the Empire, request your hand in marriage, Meixiang."

His words hung in the air, and Jin Meixiang's eyes widened in delightful surprise. The Blissful Touch technique heightened her already joyful emotions, filling her heart to the brim.

Overwhelmed with happiness, she blurted out, "Yes! I accept your proposal!"

Though the notion of seeking her family's approval for such a momentous marriage alliance should have crossed her mind, the sheer excitement and elation of the moment eclipsed any rational thoughts. In that instant, all that mattered was embracing this joyous union.

"I'm overjoyed to hear your response, my dear. This is the true purpose of our date, a personal yet professional matter," Wang Jian explained calmly, his words causing Jin Meixiang's delight to soar even higher. Soon, however, a sense of apprehension settled upon her.

"Your Highness...how do we proceed from here? I'm unsure if my father will agree to this marriage. He places great importance on matters of loyalty," Jin Meixiang replied meekly.

Wang Jian's smile remained reassuring as he gently caressed her cheek. "Don't worry about that. Your happiness is all that matters to me. Do you truly want to marry me?"

Without a moment's hesitation, Jin Meixiang responded with conviction, "Yes, I do!"

Wang Jian's voice brimmed with confidence as he assured her, "Then everything will fall into place. Your father's decision is not the sole determining factor. If the council of your clan collectively suggests breaking fealty to the Second Princess, your father will have no choice but to accept their decision. When that time comes, I will personally visit your clan with this marriage proposal. I am certain your father and everyone else will be persuaded. Jin Meixiang inquired, "But how will breaking fealty to the Second Princess benefit my clan?"

With a calm yet resolute tone, Wang Jian explained, "I will take ruthless action against all the groups aligned with my second sister's faction. I will deal with them swiftly and decisively, leaving your clan no choice but to reconsider their alliance with her. Rest assured, your clan will remain unharmed."

A flicker of hesitation crossed Jin Meixiang's eyes as she expressed her concerns, "I...I don't want innocent people to suffer because of us."

Wang Jian's voice softened as he spoke, "It's not solely about us or your clan. This plan was in motion even before our meeting. I understand I am not a virtuous man, but my care is limited to a select few. The rest hold no significance to me. And, my dear, you are one of the dearest to me. So, please take care of yourself."I think you should take a look at

Standing up, Wang Jian approached Jin Meixiang with a radiant smile. He brought his face closer to hers, his voice barely a whisper, "If, after this, you decide you no longer wish to be with me, I will abandon this idea."

In the next moment, Wang Jian and Jin Meixiang engaged in a passionate kiss, amplified by the effects of the Blissful Touch technique. Their excitement and happiness reached its zenith, and they lost themselves in the intoxicating embrace.

Even after the kiss ended, Jin Meixiang wasted no time initiating a second, then a third, and a fourth. The two lovers continued their passionate exchange, their lips parting only after twenty kisses, allowing them to catch their breath.

By then, Jin Meixiang wore an enamored expression, her arms tightly wrapped around Wang Jian's muscular frame as she whispered, "...I want to marry you as soon as possible, Your Highness. Please do what you must but promise me you won't harm innocent people unnecessarily."

Wang Jian lovingly stroked her head, assuring her, "I will always keep your wishes in mind, my dear."

After this date with Jin Meixiang, Wang Jian departed from Jinhua City and he made his way to his grand estate, where the highly anticipated meeting with influential women would soon take place. The chosen venue for the banquet boasted three magnificent halls spread across different floors, each meticulously adorned with exquisite decorations.

These halls served as the divisions for the invited women. They were categorized into three levels, each corresponding to their appearance and background, symbolizing the levels of splendor.

The first level housed women who were deemed to possess unremarkable looks and hailed from second-rate backgrounds. This tier consisted of around 150 individuals.

The second level comprised women with modest beauty or average looks but possessed first-rate influential backgrounds. Some beautiful women from second-rate backgrounds were also included in this category. Approximately 80 women were assigned to this level.

Finally, the third level housed a select few women who possessed exceptional beauty, rivaling even Wang Jian's own companions. These women held extraordinary status and backgrounds, making up a prestigious group of only 12 individuals.

On the ground floor, the area was overseen by rugged men from the Crimson Mammoth Tribe, Night Dagger Clan, and several other clans. Even low-level disciples from the Sacred Crane Sect were present, totaling around 100 individuals. Their responsibility was to supervise the women on the first level, who numbered 150.

Wang Jian rendezvoused with his trusted friends and loyal subordinates who had also arrived at the mansion. He assigned them to the first floor, instructing them to handle the women within their purview. These friends and subordinates, hailing from various clans under Wang Jian's command, amounted to 41 individuals. Together, they would oversee the 80 women of the second level.

Lastly, in the banquet hall on the second floor, the twelve most enchanting and captivating beauties, each possessing exceptional backgrounds and status, would be elegantly arranged. Wang Jian himself would personally attend to these extraordinary women, ensuring their comfort and enjoyment throughout the evening.

As the highly anticipated day drew nearer, the invited women arrived at the grand estate and were escorted to their respective rooms on the same floor as their designated banquet halls. Little did they know that Wang Jian had orchestrated a clever ploy during their stay.

Each woman's room discreetly harbored a small vent, unbeknownst to them. It was through these vents that a mysterious and alluring scent permeated their chambers. This intriguing fragrance was none other than Wang Jian's own creation, a result of his mastery over the Enchanting Pheromones technique.

The purpose behind this clandestine act was to unleash an overwhelming surge of sexual desire within the hearts of these women.

Wang Jian sought to amplify their carnal yearnings to unprecedented levels, leaving them yearning for intimate encounters.

However, he exercised caution, ensuring the pheromones' effects gradually seeped into their consciousness, making it appear natural and unobtrusive.

Finally, the long-awaited day of the banquet arrived.

Yet, unbeknownst to the women, a peculiar phenomenon had taken hold of each and every one of them.

They found themselves consumed by an insatiable desire, an intense lust that coursed through their very being at the mere thought of a man.

Despite the coolness of the banquet halls, the women perspired profusely, their bodies drenched in sweat.

This occurrence was primarily attributed to the vents strategically placed within the halls, mirroring the ones within their rooms.

Through these vents, Wang Jian cunningly disseminated the enchanting pheromones, their presence intensifying the women's libido to unprecedented heights.

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Wang Jian's subordinates, friends, and close comrades made their way into their assigned banquet halls, eager to partake in the night's festivities.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian himself held back, patiently waiting for the moment to enter the banquet hall on the second floor, where the women eagerly anticipated his arrival.

As the men entered the halls, their presence ignited a primal desire within the women, whose insatiable cravings for physical pleasure had reached a fever pitch.

Eyes filled with hunger locked onto the men, their gazes devouring them whole, yearning for the fulfillment only they could provide.

Unlike the women of Heroine Status, who were only influenced by a fraction of the Enchanting Pheromones' effects, these women had no such immunity.

The full force of Wang Jian's technique had taken hold of them, leaving them entranced and at its mercy.

Within the halls, a peculiar amity formed among the women as they observed their counterparts succumbing to the same primal urges.

Some had already begun caressing their own bosoms or other sensitive areas, their passionate moans filling the air.

An unspoken understanding emerged that something extraordinary was transpiring, though their capabilities to flee or resist had been utterly drained.

It was at this moment that their desperate gazes fell upon the men entering their midst. Overwhelmed by their uncontrollable desires, the women pounced on the men with an unbridled fervor.

The men, well-prepared for this encounter, met their advances with equal passion. Garments were ravaged and discarded, transforming the grand banquet halls into scenes of unadulterated ecstasy.

Reason and logic ceased to exist as both parties surrendered to their primal instincts, seeking only the gratification of their carnal desires.

The halls reverberated with the symphony of pleasure: screams of ecstasy, impassioned moans, the rhythmic slapping of flesh, and the tantalizing sounds of pleasure-filled slurps.

In this depraved orgy, the air became electrified with an intoxicating mixture of lust and longing.

A wicked smile played upon Wang Jian's lips as he sensed the unfolding scene. His plan was progressing precisely as intended. By orchestrating this seductive tactic, he would not only satiate the desires of his subordinates and comrades but also solidify his control over their unwavering loyalty.

Wang Jian understood that to wield absolute dominion over his entire faction, he needed to mold them into beings devoid of moral constraints, individuals whose sense of right and wrong had been irrevocably twisted.

This night of unbridled indulgence would forever etch itself into the consciousness of these women, forging an insatiable craving for fleshly pleasures. The effects of Wang Jian's Enchanting Pheromones would ensure that they relentlessly sought the euphoria they experienced tonight, becoming forever bound to his desires.

For the men present, this night of unadulterated ecstasy would be a tantalizing delight, a rare opportunity to relinquish the shackles that constrained their carnal desires.

In doing so, they would awaken an insatiable hunger within themselves, an insatiable hunger that could only be sated by adhering to Wang Jian's every command, no matter how brutal or perilous it may seem.

Their very desire would be molded by this intoxicating experience, yearning for more nights of unbridled pleasure.

With a sense of satisfaction, Wang Jian finally felt it was time to fulfill his own desires. The anticipation had been building, and now he stood before the twelve exquisite beauties who awaited him in the opulent banquet hall on the second floor.

As he entered the room, his eyes danced with amusement, taking in the sight before him.

The effects of the Enchanting Pheromones were evident in these alluring women, their flushed faces and soft moans betraying their intense arousal.

Their delicate hands wandered sensually across their own bodies, creating an aura of eroticism that hung in the air.

The gazes of these exquisite beauties locked onto Wang Jian, burning with unadulterated lust. Their desire for him was palpable, a hunger that consumed their every thought.

Yet, to their surprise, they found themselves unable to approach him, their bodies frozen in place. Wang Jian's voice, dripping with depravity, cut through the charged atmosphere.

"Do not think you can satiate your carnal desires with me so easily," he spoke, his voice laced with wicked delight. "You must use your skills and beg me for it."

A mischievous grin spread across Wang Jian's face as he continued, his words a seductive command. "First, tear apart those confining garments that hide your exquisite forms. Show me the untamed beauty that lies beneath."I think you should take a look at

In an instant, as if under a spell, the twelve women complied with his demand. Their hands moved with urgency, ripping away the fabric that veiled their luscious bodies.

The room was filled with the sound of tearing cloth, revealing their alluring curves and flawless skin.

Taking his seat on a luxurious chair, Wang Jian's gaze traveled hungrily over each naked form before him. A wicked smile played on his lips as he spoke, his voice laced with a mixture of dominance and desire.

"Why don't you ladies show me your skills in the art of dance? But remember, it must be a spectacle that pleases my eyes. Only the woman who dances with the utmost eroticism will earn the privilege of feeling my throbbing cock inside her."

Not all of the women immediately complied with his command. However, one brave soul stepped forward and began to sway her hips, causing her supple bosom to bounce and jiggle in an alluring display. Wang Jian's tongue darted out to moisten his lips in a depraved manner as he relished in the sight before him, his smirk growing even more wicked.

Soon, the other women followed suit, their bodies moving to the rhythm of their hidden desires. Each of these women held prestigious status, and never before had they experienced such humiliation or vulnerability.

Even as they danced, their eyes burned with a mixture of defiance and anger. One of them summoned the courage to speak out amidst the tantalizing movements.

"...You've done something to us! You will pay for this!" she declared, her voice quivering with a mix of anger and desperation.

Wang Jian rolled his eyes dismissively, his voice dripping with disdain as he responded to their protests.

"Yes, indeed, I have done something. But here's the truth, my dear. Deep down, you all desire it. You want me. You know that I only seek to use your bodies to satisfy my insatiable desires, and yet, you want me. And this craving won't be limited to just today. It will haunt you every single day for the rest of your lives. From now on, even as you despise me, your satisfaction will be solely derived from the feel of my cock inside your dripping pussy. You will obediently follow my every command in pursuit of that gratification."

One of the women defiantly shouted back, her voice laced with determination, "No! That will never happen. I love my Amusement danced in Wang Jian's eyes as he responded, his voice dripping with a twisted charm.

"Of course, my dear. Let's see if you maintain that same conviction by the time this banquet reaches its conclusion."

Among the twelve captivating women in Wang Jian's presence, each belonged to prestigious organizations or clans renowned throughout the realm. The Celestial Talisman's Guild, the Iron Mercenaries, the Brotherhood of Steel Fist, the Mystic Creature Handlers Union, the Li Clan, the Ou Clan, and more.

Most of these women were either esteemed wives of influential men within their respective organizations or held high-ranking positions themselves. In fact, two of them hailed from the Celestial Talisman's Guild and the Mystic Creature Handlers Union as the esteemed vice masters of their associations.

Others were the cherished wives of powerful and high-status men, their marriages built on love and respect. These husbands held the utmost regard for their wives' opinions, recognizing the value of their voices in an era when women's thoughts often went unheeded.

If any of these women were to express their concerns or objections, their husbands would listen and honor their words. It was a testament to the righteousness and progressive mindset of these men, who understood the significance of empowering their wives in a world that still clung to outdated beliefs.

Under Wang Jian's depraved and manipulative influence, the women found themselves trapped in a web of temptation, their desires for pleasure overpowering their loyalty to their husbands. They were forced to succumb to the act of debauchery, betraying their sacred vows in a night of adulterous encounters with Wang Jian.

Throughout the evening and well into the night, Wang Jian reveled in the power he held over these women, indulging in their bodies with insatiable desire.

The three banquet halls buzzed with frenzied activity as the men took full advantage of the women's intense craving for sexual satisfaction, a consequence of Wang Jian's potent Enchanting Pheromones technique.

Moans and cries echoed through the halls as the air became thick with the scent of lust and the sound of flesh meeting flesh.

The women, lost in a haze of desire, surrendered to the pleasure that consumed them, their bodies intertwining with their newfound partners in a symphony of ecstasy.

Throughout the night, inhibitions crumbled, boundaries blurred, and the primal desires within each person were unleashed.

The men, driven by their own carnal appetites, ravished the women with unbridled passion, exploring every curve and indulging in their most forbidden fantasies.

In this realm of unadulterated pleasure, time became irrelevant as the night pressed on, fueled by the intoxicating blend of desire and surrender.

The men and women alike were caught in a whirlwind of hedonistic indulgence, their moans of pleasure punctuating the darkness.

It was a night that would forever alter the lives of these women and their husbands, a secret shared between them and Wang Jian, a dark pact forged in the depths of desire.

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As the depraved night in Wang Jian's estate reached its climax, the following day dawned with a distinct air of frenzied desire lingering in the atmosphere.

The women, now bearing a crazed and intoxicated expression, clung to the men who had shared that passionate night with them.

It was a scene of utter decadence and abandonment.

In the presence of a man who had indulged in multiple encounters, the women converged upon him, their hands roaming his body, engaging in intimate moments like shared kisses and tender caresses.

It was a display of unabashed intimacy, an unspoken understanding of the night they had shared and the desires that still burned within them.

Wang Jian, standing at the center of this perverse tableau, found himself enveloped by the twelve women from the banquet hall. Their touch was insistent and eager, their hands seeking out every inch of his being.

Some caressed his broad back and sculpted chest, while others explored the contours of his lower body, their hands tracing a path from his throbbing manhood to his muscular thighs.

In the midst of this erotic spectacle, a woman knelt before Wang Jian, her lips engulfing him in a passionate embrace.

With unbridled passion, she pleasured him with her mouth, swallowing every drop of his essence as he released his seed into her eager mouth.

It was the same woman who had once shouted waves of dissatisfaction against Wang Jian, her transformation into a willing and depraved servant now complete.

With a curious glint in his eyes, Wang Jian posed a question to the women surrounding him, his voice tinged with a mix of intrigue and satisfaction. "Will you now heed my every command?"

In unison, their voices filled with lust and obedience, they responded, their gazes filled with a mix of ecstasy and submission, "From this moment forth, I shall be your devoted servant, Master."

Their collective declaration sealed their fate, binding them to Wang Jian's dark desires.

With their obedience secured through their insatiable cravings, these women had become mere instruments of his twisted will.

The once defiant woman now reveled in her newfound role, her face contorted with pleasure and devotion, a testament to the power Wang Jian wielded over their desires.

With the conclusion of the debauched banquet, each of the women was granted permission to depart. However, their return to their respective lives would never be the same.

Having been fully corrupted and tantalized by the passionate night they had experienced, a relentless hunger now gnawed at their souls.

To satiate this insatiable craving, they would be compelled to heed Wang Jian's every command. Only through obedience could they hope to relive that intoxicating and satisfying night of pure bliss.

Wang Jian lamented the fact that none of these women belonged to the Lotus Blossom Sect, but he had every intention of actively targeting them.

He had refrained from employing his depraved tactics on them previously due to uncertainty regarding their susceptibility to his methods.

However, now that he had witnessed the success of his Enchanting Pheromones technique on regular women, he was emboldened to subjugate the Lotus Blossom Sect to his own faction.

By forcing the decision-making heads of the sect, such as the Sect Mistress, the Grand Elder, and the top King Realm expert, the Second Elder, into submission, Wang Jian aimed to weaken Wang Ying's faction and bolster his own.

Fortunately, these three formidable women were not only powerful but also heavenly beauties, making them prime targets for Wang Jian's nefarious plans.

However, such an endeavor required careful preparation and time. While he bided his time, the organizations and associations whose women had fallen victim to the depraved pleasures of the banquet in his mansion began severing their ties with other royal factions.

Instead, they sought to align themselves with Wang Jian's faction, drawn by the allure of his rising power.

News of this meteoric rise spread like wildfire, and many speculated that it had something to do with the extravagant banquet that had hosted women from esteemed backgrounds.

Yet, the true extent of the wickedness that had transpired during that fateful night remained hidden from the prying eyes of the public.

After diligently tending to his injuries, the Crown Prince Wang Hao finally emerged from the clutches of his wounds thanks to the administration of precious herbs and potent medicines. With his body now healed, he wasted no time in rallying his fractured royal faction.

Wang Jian's audacious movements and calculated actions had dealt a severe blow to Wang Hao's faction, and he refused to accept defeat lying down.

Thus, Wang Hao's forces set their sights on Wang Jian's faction, initiating a series of small-scale conflicts between clans and associations.

The reverberations of these clashes rippled throughout the empire, with the general populace bearing witness to the repercussions. Prices of essential raw materials soared steadily, leaving the masses grappling with the burden of inflated transportation costs. Frustration and fury engulfed the hearts of the people.

Wang Jian, fully aware that prolonged attacks from Wang Hao's faction would only serve to weaken both sides, devised a wicked scheme.

He cunningly involved the faction led by the second princess, Wang Ying, by orchestrating staged assaults on two groups, cleverly implicating Wang Hao as the instigator.I think you should take a look at

This strategic move triggered a cascade of retaliatory strikes from Wang Ying's faction against Wang Hao's forces.

The conflict between these three royal members—the first prince, Wang Hao; the second princess, Wang Ying; and the seventh prince, Wang Jian—now engulfed the entire empire, plunging it into a state of turmoil and upheaval.

At long last, Wang Hao reached his breaking point and decided to enlist the aid of the two most formidable sects aligned with him—the mighty Heavenly Blade Sect and the esteemed Celestial Dragon's Sect. Their combined strength would surely tip the scales in his favor.

Meanwhile, Wang Ying turned to the Lotus Blossom Sect, a formidable Great Sect, to aid her in the ongoing conflict against her siblings.

As for Wang Jian, he sought support from the Sacred Crane Sect.

However, it soon became apparent that this sect lacked the power to withstand the might of the opposing Great Sects.

It was in this moment of realization that Wang Jian resolved to visit the sacred cathedral of the Church of Divine Light.

Since parting ways with Wang Jian, Hong Meilin had found refuge in various branches of the Church of Divine Light, before ultimately returning to the grand cathedral.

Little did she know that her presence would catch the attention of the Pope himself, who wasted no time summoning her.

The Pope demanded an explanation regarding her scandalous romantic involvement with Wang Jian, the Empire's Seventh Prince.

Unable to deceive her way out of the situation, Hong Meilin reluctantly confessed the truth. The Pope, consumed by fury upon learning that the Saintess of the Church of Divine Light was entangled in such a scandalous affair with the Seventh Prince, was further enraged by the revelation that this illicit relationship had become public knowledge.

In a swift and decisive move, the Pope commanded the bishops to subject Hong Meilin to a baptism of Holy Light, a cleansing ritual meant to purify her of her perceived impurities.

This divine light possessed a unique power that would inflict harm upon the recipient as long as their mind remained tainted by thoughts associated with the seven sins of humanity.

Hong Meilin's mind had succumbed to the grip of lust and a hint of greed, her love and longing for Wang Jian aligning with these forbidden sins.

The Pope ordered her to endure two months of torture within the confines of the Holy Baptism Chamber.

If she persisted in her defiant mindset, she would ultimately be sacrificed to the Radiant God, making way for the selection of a new Saintess.

Such ruthless measures were the Church's way of dealing with transgressions.

Three arduous weeks had passed since Hong Meilin's imprisonment within the Holy Baptism Chamber, and it was on this fateful day that Wang Jian ventured into the sacred halls of the church.

Undeterred by the futile attempts of bishops, deacons, and priests to impede his progress, Wang Jian stormed into the Pope's chamber with unwavering determination. Even in his previous state as a King Realm expert, Wang Jian's sheer power overshadowed any opposition, let alone now when he had ascended to the esteemed Emperor Realm. However, he intentionally emanated only the aura of a King Realm, concealing his true might as an Emperor Realm expert.

The Pope was taken aback by the oppressive King Realm aura exuding from Wang Jian's being. It felt as though he was not facing a mere King Realm expert, but a formidable Emperor Realm presence akin to the esteemed Crown Prince Wang Hao himself.

"Why have you intruded upon my chambers?" the Pope inquired with a composed demeanor.

Wang Jian's voice dripped with fury as he demanded, "Where is Meilin?"

In a calm tone, the Pope replied, "...She is currently undergoing baptism to cleanse her mind of the defiant thoughts that you implanted within her!"

Wang Jian scoffed in anger, his voice laced with indignation. "What nonsense! How can something as pure as love be deemed defiant thoughts?"

With measured composure, the Pope explained, "She is a Saintess, and the Church's Saintess must abstain from engaging in illicit relationships between men and women. She was bound by this rule long before joining the Church. Now that she has committed this transgression, she must face the consequences."

"If she continues to cling to those defiant thoughts, she will be sacrificed to the Radiant God as penance for her actions," the Pope uttered with a dark undertone.

Upon hearing these words, Wang Jian arched an eyebrow and surveyed the room, his gaze fixating on the idols of pure gold adorning the space, representing the deity known as the Radiant God.

"I believe we can reach a mutual agreement, Pope. Release Meilin," Wang Jian proposed, his voice now filled with an unexpected calmness.

The Pope responded firmly and unwaveringly, "That is impossible."

Wang Jian muttered, "I see."

With that, Wang Jian departed. However, he had made up his mind—to dismantle the Church. Yet, he knew this task would be arduous to accomplish alone, considering the presence of three Emperor Realm experts within the sacred walls. While two of them were currently in meditation, the Pope himself, seated before Wang Jian, constituted the third.

Understanding the need for reinforcements, Wang Jian recognized the imperative of enlisting the aid of the Lotus Blossom Sect. He would need to conquer the two Emperor Realm experts and ensure that the sect launched a coordinated assault on the cathedral, all at his command.

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In the midst of conflicts against his siblings' factions, Wang Jian's own faction had found itself on the losing side ever since the intervention of the major sects.

Naturally, such a predicament was to be expected.

Today, Wang Jian had paid a visit to the Lotus Blossom Sect, driven by the desire to rectify this unfavorable situation.

His primary objective was to meet with the esteemed Sect Mistress, who held significant influence over the sect.

However, he soon discovered that the Sect Mistress was unavailable to meet him.

She was currently recuperating from peculiar injuries sustained while encountering powerful Icy Winds deep beneath the Profound Frozen Lake.

Despite her cultivation at the Emperor Realm, her life was precariously hanging by a thread, with the Icy Winds gradually freezing her meridians over time.

To aid the Sect Mistress in her recovery, the Lotus Blossom Sect required the petals of the rare Heavenly Moon Blossom Flowers.

With assistance from Ye Chen, they had obtained an abundance of these petals, exceeding their initial expectations.

The petals had proved instrumental in fusing the icy winds within the Sect Mistress's body with her dantian, facilitating her remarkable recovery and allowing her to focus on cultivation.

During this crucial period of recuperation and cultivation, Wang Jian had arrived at the sect.

However, due to the Sect Mistress's condition, the elders insisted that he leave. Yet, Wang Jian adamantly refused, insisting on meeting Elder Qiu instead.

His previous acquaintance with Elder Qiu afforded him a longer stay within the Lotus Blossom Sect than the sect had initially intended.

Wang Jian's prolonged stay within the sect served a more devious purpose.

Under the cover of night, when shadows engulfed the sect, he vanished from his room, his intent set upon reaching the chambers where the Sect Mistress resided.

With his heightened sensory skills, Wang Jian effortlessly discerned her presence and location, even in the darkness.

Employing his mastery of Shadow Manipulation and Moonshadow Step, Wang Jian traversed the sect's premises with remarkable silence.

Not a single sound betrayed his presence as he made his way to the room where the Sect Mistress meditated and recuperated.

The silence and stealth of Wang Jian's movements were truly unparalleled, even the Sect Mistress herself remained oblivious to his entry.

Clad in a flowing white robe, the Sect Mistress of the Lotus Blossom Sect possessed an otherworldly beauty that left all who beheld her breathless. Her raven-black locks cascaded down her back in waves, framing a face that radiated a captivating allure. Rumors spoke of her emerald-green eyes, enchanting as a forest glade, while her fair, flawless skin contrasted with her formidable strength as an Emperor Realm cultivator. Her attire hugged her voluptuous figure, accentuating her curves and adding to her irresistible charm.

As Wang Jian's gaze settled upon her, a wicked smirk played upon his lips. The Sect Mistress exuded an aura of elegance and power, her beauty rivaling even that of the esteemed Elder Hua. He couldn't help but feel an intense desire to possess her, to revel in her alluring presence.

Silently, Wang Jian extended his aura, shrouding the chamber in a cloak of secrecy. He moved with utmost care, cautious not to alert the Sect Mistress to his presence.

His innate abilities, bestowed upon him by his Devil Bloodline, granted him mastery over the shadows and the moon. With these skills, he wove a veil of complete silence, rendering their encounter hidden from prying eyes.

Within the confines of this clandestine barrier, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation. Wang Jian's twisted desires mingled with his devious intentions, a potent mix of seduction and manipulation.

Unaware of his presence, the Sect Mistress remained engrossed in her meditation, unaware of the danger lurking in the shadows. Little did she know that her tranquil refuge was about to be invaded by the relentless and cunning Wang Jian, poised to unravel her defenses, and assert his dominance over her and her sect.

With deliberate and stealthy movements, Wang Jian closed in on the Sect Mistress, his fingertips teasingly grazing her lips, eliciting a sharp intake of breath as her eyes snapped open in surprise.

Before she could react, he swiftly covered her mouth with one hand, preventing any outcry, while his other hand firmly gripped hers, ensuring her escape was futile. His meticulous preparations would have been in vain if she managed to break free now.

Exerting his strength, Wang Jian employed his Enchanting Pheromones technique with his right hand, its alluring power seeping into her senses, while his left hand skillfully executed the Blissful Touch technique.

These techniques, derived from his Chaotic Yang Body, stimulated the yin energy within her, instantly igniting an overwhelming surge of arousal and weakening her resolve.

Since the Sect Mistress possessed the formidable cultivation of an Emperor Realm expert, her indomitable will allowed her to resist succumbing to her primal desires unlike the ordinary women Wang Jian had encountered before.I think you should take a look at

Yet, Wang Jian had anticipated her resistance and swiftly removed his hand from her mouth, granting her a fleeting moment to voice her defiance.

"AHHHHHHH!" Her scream reverberated within the confines of Wang Jian's barrier, but its echoes remained trapped, unheard by the outside world.

Seizing the opportunity, Wang Jian silenced her protests by claiming her lips with his own, engaging in a passionate kiss that served as a conduit for his potent Enchanting Pheromones technique.

The overwhelming desire emanating from his touch swiftly enslaved her, eroding her resistance and rendering her a mere slave to her carnal impulses.

With his right hand now free, Wang Jian wasted no time, tearing apart her pristine white robe that clung to her body, revealing her bared breasts.

Utilizing the Blissful Touch technique, his fingers caressed and explored the contours of her supple flesh, further intensifying the sensations coursing through her body.

Resistance became futile as the combined forces of the Enchanting Pheromones and the Blissful Touch overwhelmed even the Sect Mistress's formidable will.

Her body became a slave to her carnal desires, succumbing to the depravity ignited by Wang Jian's relentless advances.

As Wang Jian's lips reluctantly parted from Yue Yanling's, he beheld a transformation in her countenance.

No longer did elegance grace her features, but instead a primal and insatiable lust burned within her eyes.

It was a look that revealed her overwhelming craving for more pleasure.

Curiosity compelled Wang Jian to inquire, "What is your name?"

Yue Yanling hesitated for a moment before answering, "...Yue Yanling."

With a wicked smile dancing upon his lips, Wang Jian uttered, "Ah, my dear Yanling, I am Wang Jian, the Seventh Prince. I'm sure a multitude of questions swirl in your mind but cast them aside. Embrace the intoxicating pleasure that awaits you. Understand, my dear, you have no choice in this matter. From this night forth, and for the rest of your days, you will be my willing slave."

His words barely left his mouth before he once again claimed her lips, his kiss brimming with unrestrained desire.

He pressed her against the ground, his hands exploring every curve of her voluptuous form, stripping away the remnants of her clothing.

Within the fervent kiss, the Enchanting Pheromones and Blissful Touch techniques coursed through her being, ensuring that Yue Yanling could not resist succumbing to her deep-seated desires.

Overwhelmed by the exquisite sensations bestowed upon her, her body trembled with pleasure and surrendered to unadulterated ecstasy, a direct result of Wang Jian's skillful manipulation.

As the sensations of pleasure engulfed Yue Yanling's body, Wang Jian sensed it was time to escalate their intimate encounter. With a deliberate motion, he removed his pants, revealing his throbbing, engorged cock. Without hesitation, he pressed it against Yue Yanling's drenched and craving pussy.

Though Yue Yanling had never before experienced the carnal union between a man and a woman, her instincts guided her.

She knew what was to come, her body aflame with desire. She yearned for the satisfaction that only Wang Jian's substantial member could provide.

Unbeknownst to her, Wang Jian's cock was not simply a means to extinguish her burning desire but a conduit to elevate her pleasure and ecstasy to unimaginable heights.

Throughout the long, pleasurable night, Yue Yanling remained lost in a state of bliss. Wang Jian ceased his use of the Enchanting Pheromones and Blissful Touch techniques, instead testing Yue Yanling's unwavering obedience to his words and commands.

To his delight, he discovered that Yue Yanling was so consumed by pleasure that her devotion to him remained unwavering. She would willingly obey any order, even if it meant assuming a dog-like position for his pleasure.

Eager to assess her loyalty further, Wang Jian probed her for secrets of the Lotus Blossom Sect, as well as information about its revered elders. Like a heat-driven dog, Yue Yanling willingly divulged all that Wang Jian sought, her face radiating contentment.

She only pleaded for him to intensify their encounters, yearning for even rougher treatment.

Wang Jian obliged her plea with a fervor that left its mark upon her luscious form. His caresses, bites, tugs, and pinches adorned her skin with red marks, accentuating the raw intensity of their connection.

The intensity escalated further as Wang Jian released himself within her, filling her so completely that she experienced an unprecedented level of satisfaction, pleasure, and ecstasy.

Yet amidst the ecstatic haze, Yue Yanling failed to notice the fusion of the tormenting Icy Winds within her dantian. Unbeknownst to her, this fusion marked the imminent healing of her long-endured injuries and the birth of newfound strength in her cultivation.

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Yue Yanling slowly regained consciousness, finding herself wrapped in Wang Jian's embrace.

The memories of their passionate encounter from the previous night flooded her mind, starting from the audacious intrusion during her closed-door meditation to the point where she had fervently begged him to ravish her.

Letting out a resigned sigh, she sat down on the ground, her body still tingling with the lingering sensations of their intimate sexual intercourse.

As she focused her energy, she was pleasantly surprised to discover that the persistent ailment of the Icy Wind, which had plagued her for the past year, had vanished completely.

Not only that, but her cultivation had undergone a remarkable surge, as if fueled by their heated night of passion.

Her gaze involuntarily fell upon Wang Jian, and she couldn't help but ponder if this newfound strength was a direct result of their fervent lovemaking.

"Why...? Why would you engage in such wicked deeds, Seventh Prince?" she murmured, her voice laced with confusion.

Mixed with her confusion was an overwhelming anger towards Wang Jian for his assault and violation.

However, despite his vulnerable state as he lay sleeping before her, she found herself unable to strike back.

It wasn't due to kindness or generosity—after all, as the Sect Mistress of the Lotus Blossom Sect, she had made countless ruthless decisions.

No, the reason for her hesitation lay in the intense pleasure and ecstasy she had experienced.

It was an intoxicating sensation that surpassed anything she had ever known, leaving her craving for more.

Even now, her gaze involuntarily drifted to Wang Jian's aroused manhood, desire and longing glimmering in her eyes.

Yet, she averted her gaze, rising to her feet and retrieving her white garments from her spatial ring.

In that decisive moment, Wang Jian's eyes snapped open, his face adorned with a mischievous and smug grin.

" was certain you would launch an attack as soon as you awakened. But it seems I was mistaken. Ah, the Sect Mistress harbors a hidden lustful side that no one in the world is aware of," he taunted, his voice dripping with playful arrogance. The fact that they were both completely naked seemed inconsequential to him.

Yue Yanling met his words with a cold, unwavering gaze, unaffected by their vulnerable state. "Why did you assault me like that, Seventh Prince? Do you truly court death?!" she retorted, her aura intensifying to such a degree that even a King Realm expert would feel overwhelmingly suffocated.

Unfortunately for Yue Yanling, Wang Jian was not an ordinary King Realm expert; he was an Emperor Realm powerhouse, just like her.

Demonstrating his superiority, he effortlessly dispelled her oppressive pressure and rose to his feet.

"My dear, you should stop trying to scare me. If you truly wanted to kill me, you would have done so already," Wang Jian replied calmly, reaching out and firmly grasping Yue Yanling's arm.

As soon as his hand made contact, Yue Yanling's eyes widened, overwhelmed by an unexpected wave of tingling pleasure that surged through her body.

Forced to withdraw her aura, she stared at Wang Jian with a mixture of fear and insatiable longing. "...H-How can you withstand the pressure from an Emperor Realm expert so effortlessly?"

Disapproval flickered in Wang Jian's eyes as he shook his head. Raising his right hand, he delivered a resounding smack to Yue Yanling's buttocks, leaving a rosy mark in its wake.

His voice turned cold, exuding an irresistible authority. "...My dear, is that how you're going to address me? Have you forgotten the promises you made last night? From now on, you will refer to me as Master."

"Yes…I…Aahahhhhhhh….Yes…Ahhh…," Yue Yanling moaned, her voice filled with both pleasure and obedience as she struggled to catch her breath while responding to Wang Jian's command.

Wang Jian's hand landed on her buttocks once again, delivering a sharp spank. He demanded, "So, how should you address me?"

Yue Yanling's response was filled with delight and unrestrained moans, her voice a melodic symphony of surrender. "Master! Ahhh...Yes...Master...You are my master!"

Wang Jian continued to exert his dominance, seeking her complete submission. He pressed on, asking, "And what are you?"

In the midst of her moans, Yue Yanling managed to respond, her words punctuated by gasps of pleasure. "Ahhh...I...Yes...Aaahh...I am your slave, Master. Your cum-dumpster!"

"Good. Remember that," Wang Jian commanded, finally releasing his grip on Yue Yanling's hand. This calculated act aimed to embed in her mind the association of pleasure and his touch, eroding any resistance she might have harbored.

"Now, your first task is to assist me in dealing with the Grand Elder of your sect. Tell me, is she a beautiful woman?" Wang Jian inquired, his voice laced with intrigue.I think you should take a look at

Yue Yanling's gaze wavered slightly, but she answered truthfully, "...The Grand Elder is currently in seclusion. She is indeed a breathtaking beauty, still in her prime as an Emperor Realm cultivator. She is only thirty years older than me."

"And how old are you?" Wang Jian queried, his curiosity evident.

"I am 110 years old," Yue Yanling responded with a measure of calmness.

A wicked grin spread across Wang Jian's face as he remarked, "Perfect. It seems both of you are still in the prime of your beauty. And considering your status as an Emperor Realm expert, you could live for nearly a thousand years."

"Yes, master," Yue Yanling affirmed, her voice tinged with submission.

Wang Jian's expression twisted into a depraved grin as he continued, " Lead me to her. I want to claim her as my slave, just as I did with you."

Yue Yanling seemed to hesitate for a couple of seconds before she nodded her head in agreement, her response filled with obedience. "Yes, master. Let's get dressed, and then I will lead you to the location where the Grand Elder is currently in seclusion."

In no time, Wang Jian and Yue Yanling embarked on their journey towards the seclusion chambers of the Grand Elder.

As they walked together, Yue Yanling couldn't shake off her reservations about subjecting the Grand Elder to such an ordeal.

Internally, she couldn't help but cast hesitant glances at Wang Jian, sensing an inexplicable power emanating from him that far surpassed that of a mere King Realm expert.

Rumors she had heard about his extraordinary abilities lingered in her mind, fueling her wariness of launching an attack within the confines of their sect.

Her concern didn't lie in her own ability to defeat him; she believed that was an impossible feat.

Rather, it was the potential havoc Wang Jian could wreak upon the sect during their confrontation that troubled her. She feared her capacity to prevent the damage he might inflict.

However, the situation would have been vastly different if she had another comrade, an Emperor Realm expert, by her side. With the support of the Grand Elder, Yue Yanling was certain they could easily subdue Wang Jian and contain any possible destruction he might cause.

These rebellious thoughts, anticipated by Wang Jian, only served to further ignite his smug and mischievous smile.

As Wang Jian and Yue Yanling made their way to the Grand Elder's chambers, disciples and elders they passed bowed respectfully to their Sect Mistress without suspecting anything amiss. To them, it was just another ordinary encounter.

Finally, they arrived at the chambers of the Grand Elder. Wang Jian firmly grasped Yue Yanling's hand, his touch infused with the faint sensation of the Blissful Touch technique. A surge of pleasure coursed through Yue Yanling's body, her gaze fixed on Wang Jian with an enigmatic and captivating allure.

With a sly grin, Wang Jian leaned in and whispered into Yue Yanling's ear, his voice laced with arrogance, "I know your plan to alert the Grand Elder and join forces against me. But remember, my dear Yanling, if you dare to do so, you'll forfeit the chance to experience that wondrous pleasure ever again. The choice is yours."

Yue Yanling's eyes widened in shock, her desire warring with her instincts to resist. Though she longed to retort that the pleasure meant nothing to her, her voice remained silent, for deep within her heart, she craved that euphoria once more.

Wang Jian, satisfied with her reaction, pushed open the chamber door, leading Yue Yanling inside while maintaining his grip on her hand. She followed obediently, her mind clouded with conflicting emotions and her gaze vacant, echoing the choice she had unwittingly made.

As the door closed behind them, Wang Jian subtly erected a barrier around the Grand Elder's chambers, ensuring their actions remained concealed from her during her meditation.

Releasing Yue Yanling's hand, Wang Jian turned his attention to the Grand Elder, his eyes filled with depravity.

Like Yue Yanling, the Grand Elder possessed a rare beauty that was a sight to behold.

The Grand Elder, a vision of mature beauty, commanded attention with her radiant presence. Her flowing tresses, reminiscent of lush emerald fields, cascaded down her back, their vibrant hue a testament to her vitality and wisdom.

Her eyes, rumored to have a captivating blend of fiery red, sparkled with the depth of experience, revealing a lifetime's worth of resilience and passion.

Her figure, exquisitely proportioned, emanated an elegant allure. Curves, gracefully sculpted over time, adorned her body with subtle grace and poise.

Her face, a portrait of timeless beauty, boasted porcelain skin as fair as moonlight. A heart-shaped visage, framed by delicate features, emanated an enchanting charm.

Wang Jian advanced towards the Grand Elder, his eyes gleaming with a dark desire.

Yue Yanling stood, her voice silenced by the fear of relinquishing the intoxicating ecstasy that only Wang Jian could provide her.

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Just as Wang Jian had conquered Yue Yanling, he used similar methods to assault the Grand Elder of the Lotus Blossom Sect.

Surprisingly, the task of breaking her and forcing her to succumb to her desires proved to be even easier than with Yue Yanling.

Initially, the Grand Elder fought with unwavering determination against Wang Jian's assault.

Despite his attempts to silence her and tear away her clothing, she fiercely resisted his depraved methods, clinging to her dwindling willpower.

However, her strength crumbled like a fragile facade the moment her eyes met Yue Yanling's gaze.

In those defeated and embarrassed eyes, the Grand Elder saw a painful truth. Her heart sank, realizing that Yue Yanling had remained motionless, unwilling to lift a finger to help her.

Suddenly, Wang Jian's sinister voice slithered into her ears, a taunting whisper that echoed through her very core. "Don't blame her for her inaction. She has already tasted the ecstasy I can provide. She simply wants you to experience it too. Once you do, my dear, you will willingly become my slave."

Flabbergasted and filled with defiance, the Grand Elder vehemently rejected his proposition, vowing never to succumb to his control.

But as the noon time and the evening wore on, her resistance crumbled beneath the weight of her body's insatiable demands. Her carefully preserved purity, maintained for countless years, was forcefully taken, and her elegant form was ravished by Wang Jian's unrelenting passion.

As the hours passed, Yue Yanling, unable to resist the alluring spectacle unfolding before her, joined their sinful union. Her body quivered with desire as she bore witness to their relentless acts of pleasure.

Both women found themselves helplessly enslaved by their own yearnings, becoming mere playthings in the grasp of Wang Jian.

They obeyed his every command, no matter how humiliating or degrading, solely driven by their insatiable thirst for the exquisite ecstasy that only he could provide.

Their identities shattered, they became nothing more than vessels of pleasure, forever bound to the whims and desires of Wang Jian.

As dawn approached, the trio stirred from their blissful slumber, their naked bodies entwined in a tangle of desire. Wang Jian gazed upon the two exquisite women in his arms, a triumphant grin stretching across his face.

"Now, it is time for your sect to sever all ties with my second sister, Wang Ying. From this moment onward, your Lotus Blossom Sect will serve my faction," Wang Jian declared, his voice laced with authority.

Yue Yanling, the Sect Mistress of the Lotus Blossom Sect, looked at him with a hint of concern, her voice trembling slightly. "Seventh Prince, the Second Princess Wang Ying has aided my sect countless times. It would be unnatural for us to abruptly sever our alliance and join your faction. Besides, such an act would greatly diminish our sect's prestige."

A sinister gleam flickered in Wang Jian's eyes. "I am well aware of the consequences. However, my orders remain unchanged! Do you understand?"

"Yes, Seventh Prince," Yue Yanling replied submissively.

"Good," Wang Jian responded, his hand coming down with a firm slap on Yue Yanling's bare skin. A mixture of pleasure and pain coursed through her body, eliciting moans of ecstasy. It seemed that in this twisted dynamic, punishment had transformed into reward.

Rising slowly to his feet, Wang Jian commanded, "Both of you, stand up. I require your assistance against our adversaries."

"Adversaries? But who?" The Grand Elder inquired, her gaze fixed upon Wang Jian. The immense power she had felt within him during their intimate encounter left no doubt in her mind that he was an Emperor Realm expert. Only someone of that caliber could possess such formidable energy.

Moreover, the fact that Wang Jian sought the aid of both women hinted at the presence of Emperor Realm experts on the opposing side.

"We are going to attack the church," Wang Jian stated coldly.

His words sent shockwaves through Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder. They had never fathomed that Wang Jian would dare to assault such a formidable institution.

With an icy tone, Wang Jian issued a warning, "And if either of you dares to defy my orders, you know well what I am capable of. I infiltrated your chambers once, and I can do so again. Whether you remain vigilant or not is of no consequence. However, the next time, the humiliation will be public, not private. So, I advise you to obey my every command."

Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder nodded solemnly, their voices filled with obedience and submission. "Yes, Master."

A couple of hours passed as Wang Jian, Yue Yanling, and the Grand Elder soared through the skies toward the central cathedral. However, upon arrival, they did not recklessly storm into the holy grounds. Wang Jian understood that such a direct approach would not be met with acceptance by the Pope or the other Emperor Realm experts within the church.

Wang Jian knew he had to employ a more drastic strategy.

Cloaked in a robe and donning a mask to conceal his identity, Wang Jian was determined to ensure that the Pope remained oblivious to his true identity as the seventh prince of the Empire. To further conceal his energy, he activated his Chaotic Yang Physique, changing the properties of his aura to make it appear anonymous.I think you should take a look at

Perched atop the towering cathedral, Wang Jian issued his orders to Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder. "Concentrate your most powerful attacks into a single point. Leave the rest to me!"

Though uncertain of Wang Jian's intentions, Yue Yanling began to gather her energy, utilizing her deep understanding of the Wood Element. Meanwhile, the Grand Elder harnessed her expertise in the Wind Element, channeling its destructive force.

Simultaneously, Wang Jian expanded his Scorching Solar Incineration Domain, engulfing the sky in a blaze of searing orange flames.

Astonishingly, the intense heat posed no harm to Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder. They realized that Wang Jian was deliberately shielding them from the flames' destructive force.

Gradually, Wang Jian encased their combined powers within a radiant orange sphere, brimming with an unparalleled might fueled by his solar flames.

Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder were left utterly flabbergasted as they surveyed Wang Jian's domain.

Never had they fathomed that someone as young as Wang Jian could possess such a perfected domain, radiating with such immense strength.

It was a humbling realization, and a pang of embarrassment tinged their hearts, for even with their vast experience, they had not achieved such a remarkable feat.

Internally, a mix of terror and solace washed over them.

They acknowledged that surrendering to Wang Jian, the Seventh Prince, who wielded such overwhelming talent and cultivation, was an honor befitting their positions.

Just as Wang Jian had enslaved their bodies with his seductive prowess, he now held their minds and will captive through his overwhelming display of strength and unrivaled talent. Their surrender to him was no longer a mere physical submission but a profound acknowledgment of his dominion over their very beings.

Naturally, the build-up of this massive energy in the sky caused all the experts, including ordinary people, to stare at it.

Even King Realm experts feared to approach this powerful energy that had been gathered by the three Emperor Realm experts in the sky.

Soon, three golden lights flashed from the cathedral as it rushed towards the three Emperor Realm experts who had flared that massive energy in the sky.

These three golden lights belonged to the three Emperor Realm experts of the Church. One of them was the Pope while the other two were the secret Emperor Realm experts.

The reason the trio had come together was because the power that Wang Jian, Yue Yanling, and Grand Elder had gathered was just too powerful for only one or two Emperor Realm experts to block.

A minimum of three or four Emperor Realm experts were required to block that attack.

The Pope's voice echoed through the sky, filled with disbelief and desperation, "Stop! Why are you doing this? Why are you attacking my sacred church?"

From behind his mask, Wang Jian coldly spoke, his voice dripping with vengeance, "This is the retribution for your defiance of the Seventh Prince's orders. You have brought this upon yourself."

The Pope's eyes widened in shock, his mind racing to comprehend the gravity of the situation. "The Seventh Prince? You are allied with him?" he stammered, his gaze flickering between Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder, recognition dawning upon him.

"You are the Sect Mistress and the Grand Elder of the Lotus Blossom Sect. Are you truly siding with the Seventh Prince against the revered church?" the Pope questioned, his voice filled with a mix of disbelief and disappointment.

Yue Yanling's response was icy and resolute, "The Lotus Blossom Sect has formed an alliance with His Highness the Seventh Prince. Your actions have left us with no choice but to act in accordance with his orders."

A hidden grin played upon Wang Jian's lips as he observed Yue Yanling's unwavering loyalty. Her performance pleased him, a sign of her complete submission to his will.

Meanwhile, the two other experts from the church turned their attention to the Pope, their expressions a mix of confusion and concern. "What is happening? Explain yourself, Pope Ruan," they demanded.

Remaining composed, the Pope calmly responded, "Divine Messengers, this is a matter concerning the Saintess of our church. She had committed sacrilegious acts and lost her purity to the Seventh Prince of the Empire. I placed her in the chamber of baptism to restore her faith and cleanse her soul. However, the Seventh Prince came and demanded her release, and I refused."

Wang Jian's voice cut through the tense air, his words laced with determination, "Since the church chooses to remain obstinate, His Highness has declared war upon you. The destruction of this cathedral shall mark the beginning of this conflict."

"Wait!" the two Divine Messengers cried out simultaneously, a mix of worry and terror coloring their voices.

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Wang Jian's voice cut through the air, laced with a chilling resolve. "Accept the Seventh Prince's demands and release Hong Meilin. Only then will he consider a truce. Any further negotiations are futile."

The two Divine Messengers exchanged concerned glances, their brows furrowed with worry. Then, their gaze turned to the Pope, a shared determination etched upon their faces.

One of them spoke with a serious tone, "Pope Ruan, go and retrieve the Saintess from the Baptism Chamber. We shall free her and agree to the terms set by the Seventh Prince."

Pope Ruan's eyes widened in shock at the directive, his voice tinged with defiance. "But Divine Messengers, the Saintess has committed a grave transgression. By releasing her, we would be setting a poor example for our followers. Furthermore, it would convey that we are afraid of the Seventh Prince."

The other Divine Messenger interjected, his voice laced with urgency. "Your foolishness risks tarnishing the name of the Radiant God, Pope Ruan! We cannot allow the cathedral to be destroyed. Retrieve the Saintess and let this matter be forgotten."

Wang Jian, Yue Yanling, and the Grand Elder exchanged surprised glances, taken aback by the swift acceptance of their demands.

Wang Jian's mind raced with intrigue, sensing that there must be something of immense value to the Radiant God hidden within the cathedral.

The power he radiated at this moment was capable of shattering that precious object.

But he concealed his curiosity for now. Today, his sole objective was to retrieve Hong Meilin and return safely.

Meanwhile, the Pope's heart weighed heavy with sorrow as he reluctantly obeyed the Divine Messengers' orders.

With a heavy heart, he made his way back to the cathedral, entering the Baptism Chamber and disabling the Holy Baptism.

As the beam of torment ceased, Hong Meilin's mind and body felt drained and weary. She collapsed to the ground with a resounding thud.

Utilizing his inner strength, the Pope carefully lifted Hong Meilin's limp body into the air and guided her to follow him.

Soon, the Pope ascended to the skies, joining Wang Jian, Yue Yanling, the Grand Elder, and the two Divine Messengers who awaited his return.

With a swift motion, Wang Jian extended his left arm and enveloped Hong Meilin's unconscious form in a protective embrace.

His gaze hardened as he addressed the two Divine Messengers.

"You may leave now. I will withdraw the attack once the three of you have departed," he declared, his voice dripping with cold authority.

Though concern etched their faces, the Divine Messengers had no choice but to comply with his command.

Reluctantly, they retreated to the safety of the cathedral, accompanied by the Pope.

True to his word, Wang Jian swiftly dispelled the attack, dissipating his powerful domain. Without wasting any time, he, along with Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder, made a hasty retreat from the vicinity, leaving the area behind.

Finally, Hong Meilin was reunited with him, and a sense of relief washed over Wang Jian.

"Both of you did well. I will reward you both once we return," Wang Jian spoke, his voice filled with a mix of anticipation and desire.

Upon hearing his words, a spark of excitement ignited within Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder. Their bodies tingled with anticipation for the rewards that awaited them.

After their return to the Lotus Blossom Sect, Wang Jian dedicated ample time to rewarding Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder for their invaluable assistance. The rewards he offered were intense and indulgent, pushing the boundaries of pleasure through spanking, rough sexual games, and fulfilling his darkest desires. Their bodies became his playthings, surrendering willingly to his every command, and experiencing a torrent of intense pleasure that brought them to the peak of ecstasy.

The ecstasy was overwhelming, and both Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder surrendered themselves completely, their bodies convulsing with pleasure and reaching climax repeatedly.

Once they were too tired to continue, Wang Jian felt it was time to go to his own chambers. In his chambers, his naked body hugged the naked Hong Meilin to sleep.

The next morning, Wang Jian stirred from his sleep, his senses heightened by a tingling sensation enveloping his throbbing cock. Opening his eyes, he discovered Hong Meilin tenderly pleasuring his cock with her mouth.

She had awoken early, her eyes filled with happiness and gratitude, understanding that Wang Jian had rescued her from the clutches of the church.

As a token of her appreciation, Hong Meilin bestowed upon him a passionate morning blowjob, wrapping her lips around his engorged member.

Intense pleasure coursed through Wang Jian's body as he reached the pinnacle of ecstasy. He held the back of her head, ensuring she swallowed every drop of his essence, leaving them both sated and fulfilled.

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With a delighted and eager look in her eyes, Hong Meilin, her lips glistening with essence, posed a question to Wang Jian, "Did you enjoy your reward, Your Highness?"

Her words carried a mix of satisfaction and craving, eagerly awaiting his response as she sensually licked her lips, savoring the taste of their passionate connection.

Wang Jian's smirk widened as he responded, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "Indeed, my dear, the Holy Baptism Chamber failed to restore your purity. Instead, it seems to have unleashed a new level of depravity within you."

Hong Meilin's face flushed with a mix of excitement and curiosity as she listened to Wang Jian's words. "But how did you manage to save me from the clutches of the church, Your Highness? It couldn't have been an easy task."

Wang Jian's expression turned serious as he recounted his actions. "I enlisted the help of the Lotus Blossom Sect, and together, we confronted the church, threatening them with dire consequences unless they released you. They had no choice but to yield to my power."

Hong Meilin gasped in disbelief. "The church actually succumbed to your threat?!"

A mischievous glint danced in Wang Jian's eyes as he replied, "My dear, the church is more concerned with its structures and possessions than its teachings or the well-being of its followers. It serves the Radiant God, not the people."

After a brief pause, Hong Meilin spoke, her voice filled with realization, "Your Highness, you have opened my eyes. The church I once revered now feels like a charade."

Wang Jian's voice remained calm as he offered his perspective. "Perhaps not everything within the church is a sham, but its true purpose is to amass power for the Radiant God. That is what I gathered from the conversations between the Pope and the Divine Messengers. You need not feel indebted to the church for your upbringing. They have already benefited greatly from your skills and talents."

The revelation left Hong Meilin both enlightened and conflicted, as the true nature of the church came to light before her eyes.

Now... I want you to utilize your remarkable talents and skills to assist me," Wang Jian commanded, his voice filled with dominance.

The adoring gaze in Hong Meilin's eyes revealed her unwavering devotion to Wang Jian as she eagerly responded, "Tell me, my dear, how can I be of service to you? I am ready to fulfill your every desire."

Wang Jian's voice carried a tone of authority as he laid out his plan. "You must have heard of Han Xifeng, the heiress of the Miracle Angel Tribe. She possesses an Angel Spirit, much like yours, but hers is a pure Healing Spirit. Currently, she is establishing a new religion, utilizing her extraordinary healing powers to aid people and gather followers. However, she lacks the necessary expertise in this endeavor. I want you to lend your assistance in expanding her religion, while also assembling a team of skilled warriors to safeguard her. Once she has gained enough experience, you may part ways with her and return to me."

Hong Meilin listened intently, her mind already formulating strategies to accomplish the task assigned to her. She was determined to prove her worth to Wang Jian and contribute to his ambitions.

After carefully considering the logistics of the ambitious plan, Hong Meilin finally spoke, her voice filled with determination, "...To successfully expand the religion, we will require significant capital. We need to fund multiple journeys for expansion, hire skilled Mercenary Guards, train the religion's guards, and acquire precious ornaments, materials, and resources to enhance the religion's prestige."

With unwavering confidence, Wang Jian responded, "I will provide the necessary funding, no matter the cost."

A smile spread across Hong Meilin's face as she nodded, expressing her gratitude. "In that case, I will spare no effort to expand our religion, my dear."

As they rose from their seats, they made their way to the luxurious attached bathroom.

Stepping into the shower together, Hong Meilin lovingly washed Wang Jian's body, using her supple breasts to caress him sensually.

It was a voluntary act of devotion, as she sought to bring pleasure to her beloved.

Wang Jian reveled in the exquisite sensations, his body responding to her touch with undeniable pleasure.

As they indulged in their intimate bath, Wang Jian revealed to Hong Meilin that they were currently inside the Lotus Blossom Sect.

He explained that both the Sect Mistress and the Grand Elder were their allies in this endeavor.

Although initially taken aback by this revelation, Hong Meilin accepted it without hesitation.

She deduced that only someone as formidable as the Sect Mistress could have instilled fear in the church.

Once they finished bathing, they adorned themselves in exquisite, elegant attire before stepping out of their chambers.

To their surprise, they discovered that Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder had been far from idle during this time.

The news had already spread like wildfire that the Lotus Blossom Sect had severed its ties with Second Princess Wang Ying's faction and instead aligned itself with the Seventh Prince Wang Jian's faction.

Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder had acted swiftly, driven by their firsthand witness of Wang Jian's awe-inspiring power and unmatched talent.

They believed it was in the best interest of their sect to pledge their loyalty to Wang Jian without delay and broadcast this news as quickly as possible.

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The news of the Lotus Blossom Sect severing its alliance with Second Princess Wang Ying and pledging allegiance to Seventh Prince Wang Jian's faction reverberated throughout the vast expanse of the Empire, leaving everyone astonished and intrigued.

Whispers of this momentous shift in power echoed through the streets and corridors of the Empire, captivating the attention of all who heard.

The mere thought of such a significant realignment sent shockwaves of speculation through the hearts and minds of the people.

But that was not the only astonishing tidbit of information that spread like wildfire. It was revealed that a daring individual had fearlessly targeted the church itself, demanding the release of the captive Saintess, Hong Meilin.

The audacity of such an act left the masses in awe, as they grappled with the realization that someone had the sheer audacity to challenge the seemingly invincible institution.

As the truth unraveled, the identity of the three Emperor Realm experts behind this audacious act became known.

One of them was an anonymous mask wearing expert firmly aligned with Wang Jian's faction, while the other two hailed from the Lotus Blossom Sect, which had now aligned itself with the Seventh Prince.

Utilizing the rare and highly sought-after Ebon Void Essence Ores, Wang Jian skillfully constructed a teleportation formation that connected his faction with the Lotus Blossom Sect.

The sheer revelation of possessing such a precious resource left Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder in a state of awe-struck disbelief.

Their conviction in their choice to align themselves with Wang Jian's faction grew stronger with each passing moment.

However, it was not without its challenges. Joining Wang Jian's faction came with its fair share of disadvantages, as the Lotus Blossom Sect found itself embroiled in a conflict against three formidable factions.

Foremost among them was the Crown Prince Wang Hao's faction, which boasted extensive support from numerous influential clans, sects, and associations.

The church, a powerful entity in its own right, posed the second most dangerous threat.

The faction led by Wang Ying, on the other hand, paled in comparison to the others in terms of strength and posed a comparatively weaker challenge.

The rapid decline of Wang Ying's faction, following the loss of support from the Lotus Blossom Sect, triggered a domino effect.

Many clans, associations, and smaller sects quickly severed their alliances with Wang Ying's faction, opting instead to align themselves with either Wang Jian's or Wang Hao's factions.

Their choices were driven by the desire to stand with the winning side, to back the faction they believed would emerge victorious in the upcoming battle.

As for Wang Chen's faction, its existence remained shrouded in mystery, concealed beneath the surface.

It was as if Wang Chen had vanished into the depths, leaving behind an air of uncertainty and intrigue surrounding his faction's whereabouts and intentions.

Despite being targeted by three factions, Wang Jian's business empire, the Elysian Blossoms Organization, led by Lady Xia, thrived as it expanded its reach in the market of beauty products.

Simultaneously, the religion that was now under the management of Han Xifeng and Hong Meilin experienced remarkable growth.

The research on the highly coveted Ebon Void Essence Ore progressed steadily. The brilliant minds of the Liu Family dedicated their efforts to this endeavor, and they relayed an exciting message to Wang Jian from the Sacred Dominion— they were on the cusp of creating a prototype that met the majority of Wang Jian's requirements.

When Wang Jian received this news, he was filled with a sense of surprise and anticipation, eager to learn more about the progress of the prototype.

Presently, Wang Jian found himself in the comfort of his palace, where his three wives, Su Xian, Fen Shuying, and Chen Yiyan, attended to him with massages.

The group led by Su Xian had expanded to include 200 formidable women, all at the peak of Lord Realm experts. Assigned daily missions by Su Xian, these women gained invaluable experience and prestige within Wang Jian's faction.

Fen Shuying, with her Night Dagger Clan, formed strategic alliances with Kang Huian's Crimson Mammoth Tribe, mercenary groups, clans, and other sects.I think you should take a look at

Their collective effort aimed to protect Wang Jian's faction from the threats posed by Wang Hao's faction, Wang Ying's faction, and the formidable church.

Meanwhile, Chen Yiyan, utilizing her upbringing as a princess, took charge of meeting with envoys from various clans and associations who sought to pledge allegiance to Wang Jian's faction.

Her negotiation skills honed by her teachers proved invaluable, and Chen Yiyan excelled in her role, impressing everyone with her exceptional performance.

"So, what should we do next? Any ideas?" Wang Jian pondered aloud, eager to hear the insights of his wives.

Su Xian, always pragmatic, was the first to respond. "While our faction has grown stronger, our enemies have intensified their targeting of us. I believe our focus should be on pacifying one of them, gaining some respite."

Fen Shuying chimed in with her calm voice, "Fortunately, the involvement of Emperor Realm experts is prohibited in faction conflicts. This limitation has spared us from potentially insurmountable challenges."

Chen Yiyan, known for her diplomatic acumen, concluded the discussion. "While it may be impossible to sway Crown Prince Wang Hao or the Church, there might be an opportunity to form an alliance with Second Princess Wang Ying's faction. With her faction losing support day by day, it is likely to disband eventually. By taking the initiative, we can establish a mutually beneficial alliance."

As Wang Jian absorbed their perspectives, he closed his eyes briefly, deep in thought. He held his own unique perspective on the unfolding situation.

"The investigation into the anonymous expert aligned with my faction has likely commenced. Well, it's not like they can ever discover any substantial evidence," Wang Jian remarked nonchalantly, shrugging off any concern.

"Alright. Let's proceed with Yiyan's suggestion. I will have a meeting with my sister," Wang Jian stated calmly, setting his plan into motion.

As the day drew to a close, a shocking event unfolded in the Empire, sending shockwaves through every faction. News spread like wildfire, revealing the presence of devils in the western region. What made it even more alarming was the seemingly endless horde of demons, ranging from lower-ranked creatures to powerful devils hailing from esteemed devil clans.

This assault involved not only Lord Realm and King Realm demons but also Emperor Realm demons. Among the attackers were Ye Chen and the Devil Princess Zyrithia, leading their respective devil clans.

Zyrithia's Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan had joined forces with the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan, thanks to her alliance with Ye Chen, who possessed the bloodline of the Storm Devil God—an ancestral figure revered by the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan.

With the authority granted by his bloodline, Ye Chen commanded the respect and obedience of the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan, making their collaboration in this assault a seamless endeavor.

Prior to the battle, Ye Chen utilized the rare resources of the clan, absorbing the knowledge and abilities contained within the spiritual imprint of the Storm Devil God—an inheritance that elevated his insights in the Storm Element to its pinnacle.

Furthermore, Ye Chen had been bestowed with potent elixirs that pushed his cultivation to the peak of the King Realm. To bolster his already formidable arsenal, he was equipped with powerful talismans and weapons of immense strength.

The sudden emergence of the devil threat sent shockwaves rippling throughout the Empire, igniting a sense of fear and uncertainty in the hearts of its people.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, the Emperor swiftly organized a council meeting, urgently summoning the members of his trusted advisory board.

In a display of unified strength, the Imperial Degree was issued to all factions, including the Royal Family, commanding them to set aside their internal conflicts and direct their undivided attention towards this imminent devil invasion.

Even the Church, with its own ambitions and agendas, had no choice but to heed the Emperor's decree. The Pope, understanding the consequences of defying the Imperial order, reluctantly acquiesced, knowing that any further aggression towards Wang Jian's faction would only invite the Emperor's wrath upon him.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian wasted no time in gathering his forces, mustering his loyal warriors, and strategizing for the impending battle against the devils. He knew that this would be a crucial moment that would test the strength and unity of his faction.

Similarly, Wang Hao and Wang Ying, recognizing the gravity of the situation, mobilized their respective factions, realizing that they too must gather the strength of their entire faction if they wanted to play a part in the outcome of this perilous conflict.

As the plans were set in motion, a thunderous presence emerged from the heart of the Empire. It was the Emperor himself, shrouded in a radiant aura of golden light, flew towards the western region to confront these nefarious devils!

As the preeminent expert in the Empire, his plan was elegant in its simplicity – to eradicate the Emperor Realm devils that had dared to encroach upon his region.

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The Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan and the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan had anticipated the Emperor's arrival, but they were taken aback by the swiftness of his assault.

They had expected a more cautious approach, with the Emperor sending out scouting parties and then launching a full-scale attack with his amassed forces.

However, the Emperor's arrogance and audacity surpassed their wildest expectations. He soared alone, fearless, straight into the heart of the Devil Camp, fully intent on single-handedly exterminating every Emperor Realm devil.

This brazen display of power showcased his unrivaled strength and unwavering confidence in his abilities.

The Devil Emperors quickly assembled as they sensed the Emperor's presence. A total of eighteen formidable Devil Emperors stood before him.

Seven hailed from the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan, ten from the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan, and one lone Devil Emperor, who remained unaligned with either faction.

Each of these Devil Emperors possessed a myriad of skills and techniques, ready to confront the Emperor as a united force.

Their intention was clear – to fight him simultaneously, overwhelming him with their combined might.

In a blaze of Golden Aura, the Emperor arrived, exuding an unwavering resolve as he fixed his gaze upon the assembled Devil Emperors. There was a hint of conceit in his powerful voice as he addressed them.

"It appears that all of you have conveniently gathered here. How fortunate that I won't have to waste time hunting each of you down from your cowardly hideouts," the Emperor proclaimed, his tone laced with both confidence and disdain.

The Devil Emperors, undeterred by his bold words, stood their ground, their eyes gleaming with a mixture of defiance and determination.

"Charge!" The Devil Emperors wasted no time, their swords raised high as they lunged towards the Emperor with fierce determination.

Emperor Wang, however, wasted no time in responding.

He swiftly expanded his qi and created a formidable domain, a fusion of two potent elements—the Gold Element and the Lightning Element.

The domain Emperor Wang conjured was no ordinary one.

It was a superior domain, born from his peak insight and unrivaled comprehension of both the Gold and Lightning Elements.

This fusion of elements imbued his domain with unparalleled power and potency.

The Gold Element added unmatched strength and resilience to the Lightning Element, intensifying the destructive force of every lightning strike.

Each attack unleashed by Emperor Wang carried the amplified might of the Gold Element, while simultaneously diminishing the powers of the Devil Emperors within his domain.

This domain, known as the Radiant Golden-Lightning Domain, stood as a testament to Emperor Wang's indomitable strength and his mastery of the combined forces of Gold and Lightning.

As the Devil Emperors plunged into the domain, their attacks were met with the full force of Emperor Wang's dual-element prowess.

As the Devil Emperors bore the brunt of Emperor Wang's relentless attacks, they were astonished to find themselves sustaining injuries with each powerful blow.

The sheer magnitude of the Emperor's might struck fear into their hearts, surpassing even their greatest expectations. The vast chasm between their battle prowess and his left them shaken to the core.

Desperate to turn the tide, the Devil Emperors attempted to unleash their own domains, hoping to unleash their full potential.

However, to their dismay, they soon discovered the overwhelming supremacy of the Radiant Golden-Lightning Domain.

Emperor Wang's domain not only suppressed their own, but it completely dispelled them, revealing the vast superiority of his combined elemental power.

With a smug sneer adorning his face, Emperor Wang continued his assault, dominating each Devil Emperor in battle.

Though the Devil Emperors possessed superior numbers, remarkable regenerative abilities, and coordinated attacks, they only managed to hold their ground due to these advantages.

However, there was one Devil Emperor who proved to be a formidable adversary for Emperor Wang.

This lone Devil Emperor, unaligned with either of the Devil Clans, possessed a rare Heavy Sword crafted from the bones of a Devil Dragon Emperor from the underworld.

He had personally slain the dragon and forged the sword, imbuing it with the immense power and aura of the Evil Dragon.

With this weapon in hand, he was able to engage Emperor Wang on equal footing for a time.

The battle between Emperor Wang and the Devil Emperors raged on for more than half an hour.

During this time, three Devil Emperors from the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan and five Devil Emperors from the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan suffered grave injuries, forcing them to retreat from the fierce clash.

Emperor Wang's confidence in his victory grew, but it was abruptly shattered by a shocking turn of events.I think you should take a look at

Blood trickled from his nose, and his eyes widened in disbelief. The Devil Emperors' attacks suddenly struck him with an unprecedented force, sending his body hurtling through the air.

In the midst of the chaos, the Radiant Golden-Lightning Domain dissipated as Emperor Wang struggled to maintain his concentration.

It was then he realized that these nefarious demons must have poisoned him. In reality, this was not a poison, but a curse!

"Hahahaha! Emperor Wang, how do you relish our newest creation? You have fallen prey to the Curse of Frailty, specially designed to vanquish your overwhelming power! It will gradually weaken your meridians until you are rendered incapable of harnessing your formidable qi in battle," the voice proclaimed, emanating from the enigmatic figure who revealed himself as the powerful Grand Elder of the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan.

Emperor Wang's eyes widened in astonishment as they beheld the devilish presence before him. "You... You are Malachi, the Abyssal Archon! But you should be dead! I witnessed your lifeless body with my own eyes!" he exclaimed, a hint of disbelief mingling with the intensity of his gaze.

Malachi responded, a smug grin playing upon his lips. "Deceiving one's senses is far simpler than you can fathom, Emperor Wang. It was our fateful clash that allowed me to transcend the boundaries of my curses, bestowing upon them a newfound potency. Nevertheless, you too have grown immeasurably stronger since that day. To my astonishment, you managed to merge both elemental forces and conjure forth a profound domain. Furthermore, your qi is so formidable that I had to sacrifice three centuries' worth of life force from ten esteemed Emperor Realm experts of my Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan."

A flicker of defiance ignited within Emperor Wang's gaze, his teeth grinding with determination. "...It appears that I must rectify my past mistake! This time, I shall ensure your complete annihilation!" he vowed, his words resonating with unyielding resolve.

"And how do you plan to accomplish that when your power wanes with each passing moment? The feeble strength you possess now is insufficient to harm me," Malachi retorted, his voice dripping with smugness.

Emperor Wang responded with a contemptuous snort, his fists clenching tightly as he delved deep into the recesses of his being.

With an indomitable will, he summoned forth an enigmatic force, coursing through his veins, setting his blood ablaze with an unprecedented power.

Within moments, the visage of a majestic Golden Tiger materialized, enveloping Emperor Wang's form. The sight sent shockwaves through Malachi, his victorious grin transforming into sheer disbelief.

"Y-you can still harness the power of your Bloodline and Spirit?! Impossible! The curse was meant to seal them away!" Malachi exclaimed.

Soon, realization dawned upon him as he mused aloud, "I see now! You are sacrificing your Life-Force to fuel your resistance against my curse! By doing so, you can tap into the full potential of your Spirit and Bloodline!"

With a contemptuous snort of defiance, Emperor Wang vanished from his original position, reappearing in a flash directly before Malachi.

He unleashed a relentless onslaught of punches, each strike tearing through Malachi's formidable Devil Body, which had been bolstered by an array of potent elixirs.

Despite the enhancements, Emperor Wang's fists effortlessly carved gaping holes into his opponent's seemingly invulnerable frame.

Meanwhile, the Golden Tiger Spirit surged forward, engaging the remaining Eighteen Devil Emperors in a furious clash. Its commanding presence kept them occupied, ensuring they could not meddle in Emperor Wang's pivotal battle against Malachi.

Gritting his teeth, Malachi swiftly retrieved a pair of ornate gourds, releasing a formidable army of Devil Beasts into the fray.

These fearsome creatures, still possessing their Emperor Realm strength, had been subjugated through a series of taming techniques that subdued their minds while leaving their combat prowess untouched.

Telepathically commanding the Devil Beasts, Malachi ordered them to unleash relentless assaults and serve as a barrier to keep Emperor Wang at bay.

Obediently, the creatures lunged forward, launching their savage attacks upon Emperor Wang.

The raw power emanating from the Devil Beasts demanded Emperor Wang's undivided attention, granting Malachi a precious moment to retreat.

His gaze fixated on Emperor Wang as he witnessed the valiant monarch engage in a ruthless battle, swiftly slaughtering the Devil Beasts that had once been the fruit of Malachi's arduous taming efforts.

It became clear to Malachi that Emperor Wang needed to be swiftly dealt with, lest his relentless rampage claim the lives of all before his own life force waned.

In that pivotal moment, an idea sparked within Malachi's mind.

Realizing that Emperor Wang was utilizing his life force to counteract the curse's effects, Malachi devised a plan to bolster the curse's power by harnessing the life force of the ten Devil Emperors connected to his spiritual energy.

Without a need for their consent, he resolved to sacrifice their vitality.

Emperor Wang soon sensed a weakening of his energy output, his gaze narrowing as he locked eyes with Malachi, understanding the malevolent devil's hand in this sinister turn of events.

As he surveyed his surroundings, his heart sank upon witnessing the Devil Emperors successfully neutralize his formidable Golden Tiger.

Time pressed upon him, urging him to return swiftly, for failure to do so would result in a grim fate befalling the Empire.

Yet, retreat alone was not within Emperor Wang's character. He resolved to exact the greatest possible damage upon these nefarious devils before his departure.

Summoning the Golden Tiger to his side, a resolute gleam flashed in his eyes.

With a swift and decisive motion, Emperor Wang made a fateful decision—he would detonate the very essence of the Golden Tiger, unleashing a cataclysmic force upon his adversaries.

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The detonation of Emperor Wang's Golden Tiger spirit proved to be an audacious and devastating move.

It unleashed a cascading series of explosions, rippling throughout the entire battleground.

Each fragment of the Golden Tiger Spirit ignited in a spectacular display of power.

The sheer purity of the unleashed qi was nothing short of lethal, capable of snuffing out the lives of even Emperor Realm experts caught within its grasp.

The devils bore witness to the catastrophic aftermath, as four Devil Emperors met their untimely demise.

One among them hailed from the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan, while the other three were members of the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan.

The surviving Devil Emperors, caught within the explosive radius, either managed to escape its deadly embrace by swiftly retreating or endured the onslaught by erecting formidable elemental barriers as a shield.

However, even those who took precautionary measures suffered significant injuries.

Healing their wounds would prove to be an arduous task, for Emperor Wang's potent Spiritual Energy had infiltrated their bodies, ruthlessly suppressing their bloodlines.

In the aftermath of the detonation, a total of seven Devil Emperors were left injured and vulnerable.

Four hailed from the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan, while the remaining three were from the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan.

Out of the initial count of nineteen Devil Emperors, only eight managed to escape unscathed, their lives narrowly preserved.

As for Malachi, the Abyssal Archon, his survival was owed to his cunning strategy.

He utilized the remaining Devil Beasts to form a protective spherical barrier around his body, barely withstanding the onslaught of Emperor Wang's spirit detonation.

Malachi found himself fortunate, positioned near the outer range of the explosion, while multiple Beast Emperors contributed to the creation of the protective shield.

However, fortune came at a great cost for Malachi.

All of the Beast Emperors who sacrificed themselves in the process became victims of the unbridled power unleashed by the detonation of Emperor Wang's Golden Tiger Spirit.

Wounded and weary, Emperor Wang swiftly returned to the nearby city, concealing the true gravity of his injuries.

Despite the pain gnawing at his body, he maintained a stoic facade, determined to safeguard the truth of his cursed condition.

Boarding a majestic griffin, he embarked on a swift journey back to the royal capital, his determination unwavering.

News of Emperor Wang's momentous battle and its harrowing aftermath quickly permeated the land, spreading like wildfire.

As the tales circulated, it was the Emperor himself who divulged select details, carefully omitting the cursed affliction that now plagued him.

Instead, he attributed his injuries to a valiant fight, stating that he required seclusion and time for closed-door cultivation to facilitate his recovery.

Meanwhile, Emperor Wang set his grand plan into motion, mobilizing every Emperor-Realm expert within the Royal Capital.

However, one formidable individual remained conspicuously absent from this assembly.

This expert, personally groomed by Emperor Wang himself, possessed battle prowess nearly on par with his own.

Knowing the gravity of the situation and the potential involvement of the vile Demon Emperor Malachi, Emperor Wang opted to assign this trusted subordinate the vital task of safeguarding his life.

He understood that sending his most capable warrior into the heart of danger would prove unwise at this critical juncture.

With Malachi's penchant for treachery and insidious schemes, they needed to be prepared for any and all malevolent ploys the devil might conjure.

Though remedies existed to counteract the curse without sacrificing his own life force, Emperor Wang deemed it too risky to reveal his dire condition at this juncture.

The revelation could potentially sow panic and unrest among his forces.

Instead, he resolved to keep this information shrouded in secrecy for the time being, reserving it for when all the Emperor-Realm experts had been mobilized to confront the encroaching devilish forces.

It was then that he could discreetly dispatch his loyal subordinates to procure, purloin, or borrow Holy Artifacts from various religious institutions or the esteemed Church.

Unbeknownst to the Emperor, his efforts to conceal the insidious curse that plagued him were in vain, as there was one astute individual who remained keenly aware of his predicament—Wang Jian.

Wang Jian possessed an extraordinary sensitivity to Demonic Qi, making it nearly impossible for the curse to elude his discerning senses. A sinister smile curled upon his lips as he realized the Emperor's vulnerability.

The curse had effectively stripped away the Emperor's combat prowess, leaving him vulnerable and unable to utilize his formidable powers. It was a stroke of fortune, an opportunity that Wang Jian eagerly embraced.

Furthermore, the ongoing war against the devil forces presented Wang Jian with another prospect—to forge stronger alliances with the various groups and organizations affiliated with his siblings, the royal factions.

Without wasting another moment, he decided to pay a visit to the person who had thus far neglected to extend her greetings to him since her arrival in the Royal Capital—Mei Yan, the newly appointed sixth elder of the prestigious Celestial Dragon's Sect.I think you should take a look at

With the Emperor Realm experts occupied in establishing defensive barriers and fortifying defense lines to impede the advance of the devil forces, the sects and organizations were left vulnerable, their guard temporarily lowered.

Wang Jian could easily infiltrate their ranks without fear of detection by the eyes of Emperor Realm cultivators.

Meanwhile, the remaining members of the sects were diligently preparing for the imminent conflict, gathering vital resources, artifacts, medicinal pellets, and various other necessities to ensure their victory against the devilish forces.

This applied not only to the sects but also to all the organizations, sects, and smaller groups allied with the Empire.

At this critical moment, Mei Yan had been entrusted with the crucial task of safeguarding and organizing the precious artifacts that would be transported to the battlefield. She was fully focused on carrying out her duty.

It was in the midst of her responsibilities that Mei Yan saw a figure entering her office through the front door—a man with striking silver hair and piercing ocean-blue sapphire eyes that seemed gentle to the world.

Yet, Mei Yan knew better than to be deceived by his seemingly benign appearance.

The gentle smile playing upon his lips appeared pleasing to all but held an underlying sense of malevolence and depravity that sent shivers down her spine.

It was none other than Wang Jian, the man who had brutally assaulted her, subjecting her to countless acts of violation, until he had satisfied his depraved desires.

He had then exploited her authority, manipulating her to aid King Chen of the Windhaven Kingdom.

Fear gripped Mei Yan as she locked eyes with Wang Jian. His depraved smile only deepened as he relished the terror he incited within his slave.

"You have blossomed into an even more captivating beauty since the day we last parted ways. I must admit, Mei Yan, it brings me immense delight to see you standing before me today," Wang Jian spoke with a tone laced with debauchery.

A flicker of humiliation danced within Mei Yan's eyes, but she swiftly gathered her resolve, gracefully sinking to her knees and bowing submissively. "Greetings, Master. It is my utmost honor to be in your presence," she responded, her voice resonating with deference.

Wang Jian, seemingly satisfied by her greeting, stepped closer, his voice tinged with self-satisfaction. "It seems fortune has bestowed upon you a fortuitous opportunity. Your cultivation has broken through to the esteemed sixth level of the King Realm."

"It was merely a stroke of luck, Master," Mei Yan replied humbly, maintaining her bowed position.

"I see. Very well, you may raise your head and stand," Wang Jian commanded nonchalantly.

Mei Yan nodded, complying with his directive, her gaze now fixed upon Wang Jian.

Throughout their encounter, Wang Jian had gradually closed the distance between them, his hands audaciously exploring the contours of Mei Yan's elegant and alluring form. His touch lingered on her curves, eliciting sensations of intense pleasure that escaped her lips in soft, involuntary moans.

While his hands indulged in their sinful exploration, Wang Jian continued to speak, his voice filled with a perverse delight. "...Now, enlighten me about the inner workings of the Celestial Dragon's Sect. Who among them dares to oppose the Crown Prince's Faction?"

Overwhelmed by the ecstasy coursing through her body, Mei Yan struggled to maintain her composure, her voice quivering with each breathless response.

In the midst of her moans, she mustered the strength to provide an answer, her words punctuated by gasps of unbridled pleasure.

"Aahh... Ahh... The sect... mostly submits to the Crown Prince's Faction... Many among them are utterly convinced of the Crown Prince's unparalleled power..."

Wang Jian's lips curled into a smug smirk as he absorbed Mei Yan's words. "Power, you say. So, if I were to demonstrate that my strength surpasses even that of my eldest brother, would they consider switching sides?"

His fingers continued their sinful caress, brushing against Mei Yan's sensitive nipples, exerting a mixture of gentle tugs and forceful yanks that sent waves of intoxicating pleasure cascading through her body.

Overwhelmed by the immense ecstasy coursing through her, Mei Yan's mind struggled to maintain coherence, and she blurted out her thoughts without restraint.

"...Perhaps... In truth, the Crown Prince's faction has invested considerable time and effort in cultivating relationships with the sect's elders and core disciples. They offer lavish gifts, rare pellets, precious weapons, and equipment. Loyalty is rewarded with the promise of even greater rewards."

"Intriguing. And have you received any of these gifts?" Wang Jian inquired, his curiosity piqued.

"I... I have received ten gifts, Master," Mei Yan responded submissively.

With a depraved tone, Wang Jian sneered, "Heh. So, you accept gifts from factions other than my own. Are you planning to betray me? Such disobedience deserves punishment."

And with those words, Wang Jian's palm descended upon Mei Yan's firm and curvaceous buttocks, delivering firm and powerful spanks that elicited lewd and ecstatic moans from Mei Yan's lips.

Her unrestrained cries showcased the immense pleasure she derived from this act.

It was astonishing, for Wang Jian was not employing his usual arsenal of evil enchanting techniques.

Yet, Mei Yan's body responded unabashedly, succumbing to the intoxicating allure of his touch.

Months of separation had left her body longing for that exquisite pleasure.

No matter how many times she had sought solace in self-pleasure, it paled in comparison to the unbridled ecstasy that Wang Jian effortlessly bestowed upon her.

Thus, her body hungered for his touch, aching for the intoxicating pleasure that only he could deliver.

"P-punish me more, master. Use my body for your pleasure…" Mei Yan spoke aloud with a completely depraved and obsessed gaze.

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Following Mei Yan's shameless and humiliating pleas, the night unfolded into hours of intense and passionate lovemaking between Wang Jian and Mei Yan. During this time, Mei Yan showcased the depths of her craving for Wang Jian, her body arching and writhing in ecstasy.

With each moment that passed, Wang Jian skillfully delivered mind-numbing pleasure, surpassing any previous encounter they had shared. Mei Yan's senses were overwhelmed as she realized that tonight's intercourse far surpassed any previous experience with Wang Jian.

Observing Mei Yan's unwavering obedience and submission to his every command, Wang Jian felt a surge of satisfaction.

It delighted him to witness the transformation of an elegant, refined, and stubborn woman like Mei Yan, succumbing to the depths of depravity and becoming a slave to her own insatiable carnal desires.

As the hours of passion came to an end, and they awoke in each other's embrace, Mei Yan took a deep breath, a contented smile gracing her lips.

She mustered the courage to inquire, her voice filled with genuine concern, "H-How is Xiao Ling?"

Xiao Ling, Mei Yan's devoted disciple, had been the leverage Wang Jian had used to manipulate Mei Yan, compelling her to satisfy his carnal desires and become his personal plaything.

Little did Mei Yan anticipate the transformation that would occur within her, the addictive craving that would consume her, driving her willingly into Wang Jian's arms and surrendering herself as his personal slave.

It was this shift in mindset that led to their heated, passionate encounter, as Mei Yan's body hungered addictively for the overwhelming pleasure only Wang Jian could provide. She inquired about the wellbeing of her disciple only after satiating her carnal desires.

In this moment, Wang Jian held no need to threaten her with harm to her beloved disciple, for Mei Yan had willingly engaged in passionate and intense encounters, surrendering herself to him.

Wang Jian spoke softly, his hands gently caressing Mei Yan's hair as he informed her of Xiao Ling's progress. "Your disciple is thriving. Since her arrival in the Empire, she has displayed remarkable growth, surpassing all expectations. I'm sure you've heard the news of her triumphant victories over the core disciples of the top-grade sects."

Overwhelmed with gratitude, Mei Yan's voice trembled with emotion as she expressed her appreciation. "...Thank you. Thank you for providing her with the resources she needed to grow and for caring for her. Her progress fills me with delight."

Wang Jian's smirk grew, and he playfully replied, "Well, she should thank you as well. If you hadn't been so faithful in following my commands, I might not have provided her with those resources."

Mei Yan's emotions surged, and she tightly embraced Wang Jian's robust, muscular frame, speaking with a mix of gratitude and affection. "Still, I thank you, Your Highness, for taking care of my dear disciple."

"Now, let's discuss the reason I came to meet you today. You will be joining the other Celestial Dragon Sect elders on the western battlefield. I want you to gather the locations of the elders who ardently support the Crown Prince. I will devise a strategy to eliminate them," Wang Jian's tone turned icy.

Mei Yan raised an eyebrow, concern etching her features as she questioned the wisdom of his plan. "Would that be a wise course of action, Your Highness? If word gets out that you are slaughtering humans, it may lead to accusations of allying with demons, making you a target for everyone."

An amused smirk played on Wang Jian's lips as he responded, "How intriguing. I never expected to see the day when you would show such concern for me, my dear." With that, he kissed her lips with intensity, engaging in a passionate battle of tongues.

After their intimate exchange, their lips reluctantly parted, and Mei Yan took a deep breath before speaking with a touch of shyness. "...I... I don't want anything to happen to you."

Mei Yan quickly clarified her concern, "It's because Xiao Ling would be in danger if something were to happen to you."

"I understand. But who will satisfy these depraved desires of yours, my dear? Are you planning to seek pleasure from another man?" Wang Jian's tone held a mischievous and playful edge.

"Absolutely not! I would never entertain the thought of being with another man," Mei Yan fervently declared.

Wang Jian didn't doubt her words. Mei Yan was an inherently conservative woman.

Her willingness to engage in such acts with him stemmed from their numerous previous encounters, which had familiarized her with his presence and erased any trace of embarrassment.

To engage with another man would be far too disgusting for her to fathom. She would rather continue to suppress her depraved cravings than look for a man to satisfy them.

After concluding his meeting with Mei Yan, Wang Jian left to attend to his remaining tasks. Meanwhile, Mei Yan had her own preparations to make, as she would soon be leading a group of sect disciples to the battlefield.

The instructions given by Wang Jian were etched firmly in her mind, and she was determined to carry them out diligently.

Unbeknownst to her, the encounter with Wang Jian had left an indelible imprint on her mind, compelling her to submit completely to his commands.

The pleasure she experienced played a part, but her devotion also stemmed from the belief that following Wang Jian's directives would ultimately benefit her dear disciple, Xiao Ling.I think you should take a look at

And Mei Yan wasn't wrong in her assessment.

As Wang Jian departed from the Celestial Dragon's Sect, he returned to his opulent mansion, where Lady Xia awaited him in his chamber. She held a file containing stacks of papers, which appeared to be a report concerning the Elysian Blossoms Organization.

Seated on a chair, Wang Jian inquired, "So, how is the organization progressing?"

Lady Xia responded with a smile, "It's soaring to new heights, Your Highness. The banquet was an astounding success. All the women who attended are now endorsing our products within their social circles. Given the exceptional quality of our offerings, they are becoming immensely popular. We are reaping substantial profits from our sales."

She continued, "I am confident that our beauty products will gradually become a must-have for these women at all kinds of gatherings and parties."

Nodding in approval, Wang Jian remarked, "Excellent. These are the clients who will become loyal patrons. However, it will be your responsibility to foster amicable relationships with influential women who use our products. Ensure that the top-quality beauties are introduced to me."

A wicked and lascivious grin adorned his face, and Lady Xia comprehended his intentions, a matching smile playing on her lips. "Yes, Your Highness. I shall make it a priority."

"Actually, Your Highness," Lady Xia spoke up, "I have received reports that the twelve women who spent the night with you are eager to meet you."

Waving her words aside casually, Wang Jian replied, "Inform them that only when they have full control over their factions will they have the privilege of meeting me."

Lady Xia raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile spreading across her face. "I see. That is a brilliant strategy, Your Highness. You are inciting them into gaining power and status which would become yours once they join our faction. You would be gaining complete factions without having to do anything actively."

"Correct," Wang Jian affirmed with a nod, his eyes gleaming with ambition.

"Now then, come here," Wang Jian beckoned, his voice laced with desire as he pointed to his lap.

A mischievous smile graced Lady Xia's lips as she eagerly positioned her voluptuous body, settling her curvy and enticing buttocks onto Wang Jian's waiting lap. The pressure of his throbbing member against the curve of her supple ass sent shivers of anticipation through her veins, fueling her desire to its peak.

Wang Jian's strong arms enveloped Lady Xia's waist, his touch sending electrifying sensations coursing through her body.

His hand boldly groped her large breasts, igniting a fire within her as his other hand skillfully ventured beneath her clothing, exploring the silky softness of her skin.

Their lips locked in a passionate embrace, their tongues dancing in a fervent rhythm of shared lust.

The overwhelming pleasure enveloped Lady Xia, leaving her breathless and consumed by an intense longing. The heat between her thighs intensified, aching to be satisfied.

Unable to resist the alluring call of their insatiable desires, Lady Xia surrendered to the intoxicating flames of lust that raged within her.

What ensued was a night of unbridled passion, where their bodies intertwined in a symphony of carnal pleasure, surrendering to the primal urges that pulsed through their veins.

The following day, Wang Jian and Lady Xia indulged in a refreshing bath together, their naked bodies entwined.

Lady Xia, with her large breasts, sensually caressed Wang Jian's body, ensuring every inch was thoroughly cleansed.

Afterward, they emerged from the bathroom, ready to face the day ahead.

Lady Xia gracefully departed from Wang Jian's chambers, her mind focused on managing the affairs of the Elysian Blossoms Organization and dutifully carrying out Wang Jian's commands.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian activated the power of the Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark, utilizing its teleportation ability to whisk himself away to the Sacred Dominion of the Butterfly Spirit Race. His motives for this journey were twofold.

Firstly, he sought to assess the progress of the communication talisman.

Secondly, Wang Jian longed to reunite with Stella, the captivating Butterfly Spirit Queen. It had been far too long since their last encounter, and he saw this as an opportune moment to meet and discuss matters of mutual interest.

Given the onslaught of the devil forces upon the Empire, Wang Jian saw the perfect opportunity to seek Stella's assistance. Her unique powers and influence could prove invaluable in advancing his own faction's ambitions.

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Name: Wang Jian.

Age: 20 years old.

Destiny Points: 2,511,527.

Cultivation: First Stage of the Emperor Realm. (Require 1,000,000 Destiny Points for each stage.)

Cultivation Technique: Soaring Dragon Technique (Level 5) (Requires 2,000,000 Destiny Points to level up).

Skills: Origin Fist, Beam of Destruction, Mystic Force, Divine Shielding Iron Body, Enhanced Strength, Spiritual Sensitivity, Moonrise Fist, Lunar Shield, Moonshadow Step, Eclipse Domain Annihilation, Black Castle, Elemental Genius, Dragon's Prestige (Level 3), Enchantment Ability (Level 2), Art of Purification, Charismatic Magnetism, Enchanting Pheromones, Blissful Touch, Shadowmeld, Yin Manipulation, Yin Enhancement, and Devil Devouring Bloodline Ability.

Sword Techniques: Starry Night Sky Strike, Serene Moonlight Slash, Swift Silver Stab, Endless Blade Defense, and Flowing Water Guard.

Ocular Abilities: True Eyes (Level 2) (200,000 Destiny Points), Abyss Eyes (Upgraded along with Bloodline.)

Bloodline: Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Bloodline. (Third Level) (Next level: 3,000,000 Destiny Points).

Insight in Laws – Flame: Peak-Level, Lightning – Peak-Level, Earth: Peak-Level, Wind: Peak-Level, Water: Peak-Level, Darkness: Peak-Level, Moon: Peak-Level. Sword – Nil (200,000 Destiny Points), Space – Nil (150,000 Destiny Points).

Domains – Flame: Scorching Solar Incineration Domain, Lightning: Nil (10,000,000 Destiny Points.), Earth: Nil (10,000,000 Destiny Points.), Wind: Nil (10,000,000 Destiny Points.), Water: Nil (10,000,000 Destiny Points.), Moon: Nil (10,000,000 Destiny Points.), Darkness: Nil (10,000,000 Destiny Points.)

Physique: Chaotic Yang Body (10,000,000 Destiny Points).

Spirit: Solarstorm Tempest Abyss Dragon (Ninth Star Spirit) (Mutated).

Weaknesses: Holy Attribute.

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Wang Jian had made a significant investment of 1.6 million Destiny Points to ascend to the Emperor Realm, causing his points to drop to nearly 1.4 million from their previous count of almost 3 million.

However, his Destiny Points quickly rose again from 1.4 million to 2.5 million.

This surge was primarily due to the rapid expansion of Wang Jian's faction and their successful elimination of Ye Chen's influence within the Empire.

Wang Jian's close relationship and intimate moments with Hong Meilin also played a crucial role, as he managed to sever her loyalty to the church and win her unwavering support.

Furthermore, Wang Jian's efforts in assisting Stella with the establishment of escape teleportation formations had improved their relationship, earning him additional Destiny Points.

Although Wang Jian utilized 150,000 Destiny Points to gain some insights into the Spatial Element, he found that this small advancement was not enough to satisfy him. To reach the mid-level of insight, he would need to spend 600,000 Destiny Points.

(Note: The total number of Destiny Points that Wang Jian would need to ever upgrade his insights in Lightning Element are significantly reduced because of Elemental Genius ability which greatly boosts his talent in that particular element.)

Upon making up his mind, Wang Jian once again invested 600,000 Destiny Points to delve deeper into the Laws of Space.

His insights into the spatial realm reached mid-grade, granting him a newfound understanding and connection with the profound laws governing space.

The next level of insight would require a staggering 3 million Destiny Points, a goal that seemed out of reach for the time being.

Nonetheless, Wang Jian felt a sense of contentment with his current progress. He could now keenly sense the presence of the Laws of Space surrounding him, as if they were an invisible tapestry woven into the fabric of reality.

In fact, he even had a growing confidence that he could manipulate space itself, potentially opening a rift within the spatial dimension.I think you should take a look at

However, he was aware that the extent of his travel through such a tear would be limited, at least for now.

As of right now, Wang Jian had nearly of 1.75 Million Destiny Points. Well, he planned to save these points for now as they could be useful, in case, he was attacked by the Protagonist that the World's Essence was preparing for him.

For the next two days, Wang Jian immersed himself in the affairs of the Sacred Dominion. His main focus was guiding the members of the Liu Family, providing them with detailed instructions to prepare the artifact capable of transmitting sound and facilitating communication with others.

In addition to his interactions with the Liu Family, Wang Jian dedicated time to building a stronger bond with Stella. They engaged in conversations, and Wang Jian even introduced her to a board game from his previous world—Chess.

This captivating game quickly gained popularity among the various beast species in the Sacred Dominion. As word spread that Chess was a game of strategic thinking and intellect, many species who took pride in their cleverness and challenged Wang Jian and the Liu Clan members. However, they were consistently outmatched and easily defeated.

Although the beasts with great combat prowess initially dismissed the game of chess as trivial, considering strength to be the ultimate determinant of survival, the game's popularity continued to soar in the peaceful atmosphere of the Sacred Dominion. The aftermath of the battle against the devils had left the beasts yearning for tranquility, and the introduction of games by Wang Jian provided them with a much-needed source of entertainment.

Unbeknownst to Wang Jian, this seemingly innocent game of chess would trigger a remarkable evolution in the beasts' intelligence. It would lead them to develop their own talismanic barriers, shielding them from potential human threats.

Lastly, Wang Jian took the opportunity to explore the capabilities afforded to him by his newfound insight into the Laws of Space, which had reached the medium level.

He meticulously examined the details of his newfound power, seeking to understand the extent of his abilities and how he could harness them effectively.

As the three-day deadline approached, Wang Jian was relieved to learn that the members of the Liu Clan had successfully created artifacts that allowed for communication between multiple devices. It was akin to a telephone that was ready for use.

However, there was one unresolved issue—they hadn't been able to incorporate the concept of eavesdropping on the voice transmissions between artifacts with the same identity talisman.

Despite numerous trials, they couldn't identify the issue that was causing the sound or light to transmit through only one artifact possessing the same identity talismans, one of them chosen at random.

Realizing the urgency of the situation, Wang Jian decided to set aside the eavesdropping feature for now.

The primary goal was to establish quick communication channels, and Wang Jian didn't hesitate in naming these artifacts as "Telephones" or simply "Phones" for short.

A smile spread across Wang Jian's face as he envisioned a future where these artifacts would become the norm, facilitating rapid and efficient communication among individuals.

At this moment, Wang Jian had been given a collection of thirty incredible artifacts. Each artifact had a talisman that could only connect to a limited number of other artifacts, and this limit was set at thirty connections.

To make these artifacts even more secure, Wang Jian had requested that four dials be added to each Telephone. These dials had to be aligned with a unique four-digit code on the Identity Talisman in order to establish a connection with another Telephone. This added complexity made it extremely difficult to create these artifacts, but the talented members of the Liu Clan managed to overcome the challenge.

The reason for adding the four dials was to ensure that only those from Wang Jian's faction could use the Telephones. Even if someone from another faction got their hands on one, they wouldn't be able to figure out how to use it.

The first person Wang Jian shared this incredible technology with was Stella and her faction. Essentially, he had given away two Telephones - one for Stella's personal use and another for her comrades to use collectively.

Now, Stella's comrades could use the Telephone to contact her whenever they needed her assistance or guidance. They were given the code specifically for Stella's Telephone.

Stella was overjoyed to receive such a remarkable artifact. She had been worried about her comrades' well-being in the Sacred Dominion, but now she could easily stay connected with them, even from a distance. This gave her peace of mind and allowed her to focus on battling the devils alongside Wang Jian's faction.

Using one of the Teleportation Formations, Wang Jian and Stella quickly traveled from the Sacred Dominion to his personal palace. This convenient mode of transportation made their journey effortless.

As they arrived at the palace, Wang Jian proudly showed Stella around. It was her first time witnessing human civilization and experiencing the grandeur of a royal palace where high-status individuals resided.

Wang Jian also introduced Stella to his three wives: Su Xian, Fen Shuying, and Chen Yiyan. He wanted Stella to feel welcomed and included in his personal life. Additionally, he arranged for Stella to meet Bixi Shuyan and Lady Zhuoran.

Wang Jian knew that Stella would feel excited to meet with Bixi Shuyan and Lady Zhuoran since they had helped protect her comrades during that battle against the devils in Sacred Dominion. Thus, he arranged this meeting.

As Bixi Shuyan and Lady Zhuoran caught sight of Wang Jian, their minds were instantly filled with intense sexual cravings. They couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal between their legs.

However, their excitement was abruptly halted when they noticed Stella accompanying Wang Jian. Not wanting to reveal their depraved desires, they exchanged a quick glance and silently agreed to conceal their unusual condition from Stella. They didn't want her to know about their surrender to their lust and their insatiable desire for Wang Jian's massive thing.

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"Long time no see, Butterfly Spirit Queen," Lady Zhuoran stepped forward, greeting Stella with a warm smile.

Stella embraced Lady Zhuoran, and the two women began to engage in lively conversation, catching up on the time they had been apart.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian approached Bixi Shuyan, standing by her side with a mischievous grin on his face. He looked into her eyes, his voice low and seductive, "Is your clan fully prepared for the upcoming battle against the devils?"

Bixi Shuyan responded softly, "Yes, we have ensured that all the members of our clan have ingested the spirit fruits and vital essence pills generously provided by the Xie Family."

Wang Jian nodded, satisfied with her answer. He leaned closer, his voice barely a whisper, "Excellent. You must also prepare yourself, as you will be joining my wife, Su Xian, as part of the treasure scouting team."

Bixi Shuyan remained composed as she replied calmly, "Understood. I will make sure to be fully prepared."

A wicked smile played on Wang Jian's lips as he continued in a hushed tone, his words filled with a tantalizing promise, "Very well. Your diligence will be rewarded. Rest assured, I have special gifts planned for you. And of course, I won't forget to extend an invitation to your mother as well."

In the past, Bixi Shuyan would have been overwhelmed by terror and disgust upon hearing such words. But now, an exhilarating excitement coursed through her veins, and her eyes gleamed with an obsessive desire.

"Thank you, Your Highness. My mother and I will serve you with our bodies, dedicated to fulfilling your desires," Bixi Shuyan responded, her voice a seductive whisper, laced with irresistible charm.

"Good," Wang Jian replied, his grin appearing rather devilish.

After Stella and Lady Zhuoran concluded their conversation, Wang Jian guided Stella to another section of his opulent palace. He led her through the grand halls, eventually arriving at her chambers and the tranquil courtyard that would be her sanctuary.

As they entered her chambers, Stella's curiosity got the better of her and she asked, "When will we depart to fight against the devils?"

"Soon. I just need a little more time to finalize my preparations. I hope you don't mind," Wang Jian responded sincerely and softly.

Shaking her head, Stella smiled and reassured him, "No, not at all. I was simply curious. As long as I have the Telephone you gave me, I can stay in contact with my comrades in the forest. I have no worries."

"Thank you. And please, keep the existence of the Telephone a secret. Even within my faction, only a select few are aware of its production," Wang Jian urged with a smile.

Stella made a gesture, mimicking the act of sealing her lips, and affirmed, "I will never disclose it to anyone!"

"It's not as strict as that. Eventually, I plan to spread this communication device to the entire world. But for now, during this war against the devils, I want to keep it within my faction. I don't want the devils to acquire it and use it against us," Wang Jian explained his reasoning.

A glimmer of admiration shone in Stella's eyes as she nodded in approval. "I understand. You are truly brilliant, Seventh Prince. I am grateful that you are the one who received my mark."

Wang Jian's smile was genuine as he replied, "And I am grateful that you chose me and bestowed upon me your mark, Stella. I promise you won't regret it."

After bidding each other good night, Wang Jian left to meet all the women in his harem at the designated field.

It was time to enhance their strength and cultivate their abilities.

He had a plan in mind to advance those who hadn't reached the King Realm and further empower those who were already King Realm experts.

Wang Jian's three wives, Su Xian, Fen Shuying, and Chen Yiyan, were present, followed by Kang Huian and Han Xifeng. Xiao Ling and Meng Xiangyi joined the group, along with Bixi Shuyan and Lady Zhuoran. Lastly, Hong Meilin arrived, completing the gathering.

Wang Jian had 12 drops of Steller Azure Drops remaining, and he distributed 10 of them to his beloved women, reserving the last two drops.

These drops contained immense power that could aid in their cultivation.

Using his profound Qi, Wang Jian enveloped his wives, controlling the potent energy within their bodies. The Steller Azure Drops' power was gentle, ensuring that it didn't harm them. All they needed to do was surrender to the energy flowing into them.

To create a protective barrier, Wang Jian summoned his Spirit, the Solarstorm Tempest Abyss Dragon. The barrier covered the entire field, shielding them from external disturbances.

Within this barrier, Wang Jian unleashed his true power. Utilizing his peak-level insights into the Laws of the Five Basic Elements, he manifested five orbs of pure elemental energy. Each orb represented one of the five basic elements.

Inspired by the Elemental Sparks he had observed, Wang Jian released these orbs to help his women gain insights into their respective Laws of Elements. He wanted them to deeply comprehend and connect with their elemental powers, entering a state of profound enlightenment.

"Focus on the orb with your respective elements," Wang Jian's gentle voice echoed in their minds.

His beloved women followed his guidance, directing their attention towards their individual elements. Each of these orbs transmitted profound knowledge to their receptive minds, facilitating a deep state of epiphany.

In no time, each of Wang Jian's beloved women found themselves immersed in a profound journey of knowledge about these elements.

Three hours flew by in an instant, and Wang Jian could feel a slight strain on his body as he maintained the barrier and the elemental orbs. It was the combined effort of upholding the barrier, his Spirit, the Solarstorm Tempest Abyss Dragon, and the orbs containing his peak-level insights that tested his qi, spiritual energy, and mental fortitude.

However, the results were more than worth the effort.

During those three hours, all of his women successfully reached the King Realm in their cultivation!

Although it came as no surprise to Wang Jian that Su Xian was the first to break through to the King Realm, followed by Kang Huian, Fen Shuying, Han Xifeng, and Chen Yiyan, what truly amazed him was the rapid absorption of insights from the elemental orbs.

He keenly sensed the intensity with which each of his women absorbed the knowledge within the orbs.

Su Xian devoured the insights from the Water Elemental Orb at an astonishing pace, clearly displaying her affinity for water.

Chen Yiyan closely followed, rapidly absorbing the wisdom contained within the Flame Elemental Orb.

Han Xifeng diligently absorbed the insights from the Wind Elemental Orb, while Fen Shuying focused on the Earth Elemental Orb with great dedication.

To his surprise, Xiao Ling proved to be the fifth fastest, eagerly drawing in the knowledge from the Water Elemental Orb.

Their progress was nothing short of remarkable, and Wang Jian couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and satisfaction.

After three more hours of intense concentration, Wang Jian felt his energy draining rapidly. He knew he needed to replenish his strength quickly.

Fortunately, he had a solution that allowed him to recover without interrupting the flow of qi or breaking his concentration. He called upon the system to restore him to a fresh state.

The system requested 1,000 Destiny Points for the task, and without hesitation, Wang Jian accepted. A mysterious energy surged within his body, restoring him to his peak state.

With his energy replenished, he knew he could endure another six hours.

During this time, most of his women had reached the medium-level insights in their respective elements. Even those like Bixi Shuyan, Lady Zhuoran, and Hong Meilin, who were already King Realm experts with high-level insights, experienced further growth in both cultivation and elemental understanding.

Wang Jian dedicated two whole days to elevate the cultivation of all his women and enhance their insights in their respective elements.

Only when each of them achieved peak-level insights did he finally conclude this guidance method.

The power of the Stellar Azure Dew Drops had been completely exhausted, and Wang Jian had expended a total of 7,000 Destiny Points over the past two days. However, the gains far outweighed the cost.

Now, all his women had become King Realm experts, possessing peak-level insights in the Laws of their respective elements.

Their radiant glow and newfound confidence filled the air, and they were overjoyed at their own growth.

With their increased strength, they could support Wang Jian even more effectively.

As the guidance came to an end, each of his women stepped forward, embracing him tightly. Starting with his wives, they showered him with loving kisses one by one.

Then, the other women followed suit, expressing their affection in a tender and loving manner.

This scenario soon came to an end and Wang Jian wasted no time in assigning duties to his women.

All the women, except for Su Xian, Fen Shuying, Kang Huian, and Bixi Shuyan, would join him on the frontlines to fight against the devil forces. Their combined strength would be a formidable asset in the upcoming battle.

As for the four women mentioned, Su Xian and Bixi Shuyan were entrusted with creating a scout team. Their mission was to traverse the Empire, particularly the territories near the Crown Prince's and Second Princess's factions.

Utilizing Bixi Shuyan's exceptional ability to sense treasures, they would locate the positions of all the factions' treasures and resources.

Once they obtained this valuable information, they would relay the locations to Fen Shuying and Kang Huian's team through the Telephone artifact.

Fen Shuying and Kang Huian would then be responsible for planning and executing strikes on each location, seizing the resources and treasures held there.

This strategy was likely to succeed due to the factions' focus on the impending threat of the devils. Bringing their skilled experts to the frontlines left their treasures and resources vulnerable, guarded by weaker forces.

Taking advantage of this situation, Wang Jian intended to exploit their absence and acquire their valuable assets.

Hence, he entrusted this crucial mission to Su Xian's and Fen Shuying's teams.

Su Xian's team would focus on locating treasures, while Fen Shuying's team would specialize in looting them.

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Over the past two days, Stella had grown curious and a little concerned about Wang Jian's whereabouts. She couldn't seem to find him anywhere in the palace.

When she finally encountered Lady Xia, she couldn't contain her curiosity and asked about Wang Jian's absence.

With an air of calmness, Lady Xia reassured Stella, urging her to remain composed. She explained that Wang Jian's absence was for a significant reason, and he would return soon.

Accepting Lady Xia's explanation, Stella managed to regain her composure. She decided to make the most of the situation by engaging in deep meditation within the confines of her chambers.

While Wang Jian's faction stayed behind in the capital, all other factions were on their way to the battlefield where they planned to fight against those terrifying devils.

As the factions of the Crown Prince, Second Princess, and even the Third Prince set off towards the battlefield, the entire Empire mobilized its forces.

Every sect, religion, and organization recognized the magnitude of the demon threat and sent their most formidable experts to join the fight.

The scale of the demon army was astounding. A single Great Clan of Devils possessed a dominion and population comparable to that of an entire human empire.

With two Great Clans converging on the Empire, the number of demons amassed was nearly doubled.

It was clear that to counter such a formidable force, the combined efforts of all the Empire's experts were required.

The atmosphere was filled with a mix of determination and apprehension as warriors and cultivators prepared themselves for the impending battle.

At that moment, news of Wang Jian's faction remaining in the capital reached the ears of the capital's administration. Alarmed by this development, they wasted no time in relaying the information to the Emperor, knowing the urgency of the situation.

The Emperor's countenance turned grave as he processed the report, struggling to grasp why Wang Jian had yet to embark on his journey to the battlefield. He couldn't help but recall the enigmatic Emperor Realm expert who had aligned with Wang Jian's faction, a figure so formidable that even the Pope and the two Divine Messengers of the Church had been forced to retreat in fear.

In response to this puzzling situation, the Emperor swiftly dispatched a message to Wang Jian's palace, commanding him to proceed immediately to the battlefield.

The weight of the Emperor's orders hung heavily in the air, and Wang Jian sighed, knowing that he could no longer delay his departure.

Failure to comply would undoubtedly result in complications with the Emperor.

However, before leaving the capital, Wang Jian had one final mission to undertake.

Under the cover of darkness, he stealthily infiltrated the Azure Rocks Silent Dungeon, now devoid of its vigilant Emperor Realm overseer.

With the absence of the Emperor Realm expert guarding the Azure Rocks Silent Dungeon, he seized the opportunity to infiltrate it. The purpose of his daring incursion was not limited to freeing his mother alone; he intended to release all the prisoners held within its confines.

Wang Jian was well aware of the chaos and turmoil that would follow once these dangerous criminals were set loose upon the Empire.

This was precisely his intention—to divert the attention and resources of the Emperor's faction towards dealing with the ensuing internal strife.

With his profound insights in the Laws of Space, Wang Jian navigated effortlessly through the concealed entrances of various dungeons scattered near the capital and some other nearby cities.

Despite the formidable detection and defensive barriers surrounding them, his spatial manipulation abilities allowed him to infiltrate these dungeons undetected.

As the prisoners were unleashed from their shackles, a wave of destruction swept through the capital.

Furious at their prolonged captivity, these wicked and vengeful prisoners unleashed their wrath upon the Empire.

Fueled by years of imprisonment, many of these prisoners were associated with rebellion groups, allowing them to quickly regroup and launch devastating attacks on the Empire's precious landmarks.

The once-revered landmarks of the capital now stood in ruins, consumed by flames and the chaos sown by the released prisoners.I think you should take a look at

The Empire now faced the arduous task of capturing and subduing these formidable adversaries while simultaneously contending with the imminent demonic threat.

The Emperor's fury knew no bounds as he received the alarming news of the chaos unleashed by the freed prisoners. His faction was doing its best to apprehend these criminals while also trying to find the perpetrator who had freed them!

Determined to bring order back to the Empire, Emperor Wang mobilized the Royal Guards, an elite force renowned for their exceptional skills and formidable power.

These guards, typically stationed within the Imperial Palace to protect the Emperor and other high-ranking individuals, were now tasked with subduing the wicked criminals, no matter the cost.

Only the leader of the Royal Guard remained at the Emperor's side, his unwavering duty to protect the vulnerable Emperor in this time of crisis.

The Royal Guards, armed with their unmatched prowess, set out on their mission, prepared to bring the chaotic situation under control. Their mandate was clear: capture the prisoners, dead or alive.

The streets of the capital became a battleground as the Royal Guards clashed with the ferocious criminals.

With their superior combat skills and unwavering determination, the guards fought valiantly, their every move calculated to neutralize the threats.

After liberating his mother, Bai Liqin, from the Azure Rocks Silent Dungeon and bringing her back to his palace, Wang Jian wasted no time in outlining her role.

"Mother, I need you to remain in the capital and provide assistance to Su Xian's and Fen Shuying's teams whenever they require it. Additionally, I want you to locate the base of my Third Brother, Wang Chen's faction, and identify all the affiliated organizations," Wang Jian spoke with a sense of gravity.

ƥandasnovel·ƈom Bai Liqin's voice turned soft as she addressed her concerns, "My son, your actions have plunged the capital into chaos. It will greatly weaken the Empire, and this vulnerability may become a serious issue when you eventually ascend the throne. Moreover, this internal conflict could potentially tip the scales in favor of the devils, posing a grave danger to our Empire."

Wang Jian met her gaze with unwavering resolve and a cold gleam in his eyes. "I have never placed importance on the throne or the Empire. The Emperor made an enemy out of me the moment he imprisoned you in the Azure Rocks Silent Dungeon. As for the devils, rest assured, I have devised a plan to safeguard our faction from their clutches."

"Very well. But please, take care of yourself on the battlefield. I have a foreboding feeling about it," Bai Liqin expressed her concerns, her voice filled with genuine worry.

Wang Jian arched an eyebrow, contemplating her words. 'Could this uneasy feeling be attributed to her mother's instincts? I should not underestimate it,' he thought to himself.

With a warm smile, Wang Jian held out a small, unassuming grey box, presenting it to Bai Liqin. "Mother, please take hold of this," he said, offering her the Telephone Artifact.

Bai Liqin raised an eyebrow, her expression a mix of curiosity and confusion as she inspected the rough-textured, rectangular device made from seemingly common materials. "What is this?" she inquired.

"This is an artifact developed by our faction, Mother. It is known as the Telephone. With this remarkable device, we can communicate regardless of the vast distances between us," Wang Jian explained, his confidence radiating from his smile. He took great pride in his creation.

Bai Liqin was taken aback by his words. "What?! An artifact that allows communication over long distances?! That's unbelievable! And our faction developed it?" she exclaimed, her astonishment evident.

Wang Jian nodded, his smile growing wider. "Indeed. While there are a few refinements and additional features to be added, it already functions as I described. Just remember the codes I will provide you with. By adjusting the dials to match the corresponding numbers, you can communicate with specific individuals who possess this Telephone Artifact. However, we must keep this a closely guarded secret. It would be detrimental if others were to discover that we possess such a valuable artifact."

Bai Liqin held the Telephone device in her hands, her expression solemn as she declared, "You can rest assured that no one will discover the existence of this remarkable artifact!"

A smile played on Wang Jian's lips as he listened to her words, responding with a hint of amusement, "There's no need to be so serious, Mother. Even if others were to learn about it or somehow acquire it, they wouldn't be able to replicate its creation."

Curiosity flickered in Bai Liqin's eyes as she inquired about his departure, "So, when do you plan to leave?"

"Tomorrow. All the affiliated groups of our faction have finally gathered in the nearby town. Even the Lotus Blossom Sect has joined us," Wang Jian explained, his smile growing wider.

Bai Liqin furrowed her brows slightly, a tinge of concern lacing her words, "The Lotus Blossom Sect? Weren't they aligned with your Second Sister Ying's faction? I hope you haven't been swayed by their charm and fallen into their trap. They might be using you."

Maintaining his composure, Wang Jian reassured her with a calm smile, "Don't worry, Mother. That's not the case at all. The Lotus Blossom Sect has officially severed ties with my Second Sister Ying's faction and publicly pledged their allegiance to ours."

Bai Liqin hesitated for a moment before finally responding, "...Alright, if you say so."

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Su Xian and Fen Shuying wasted no time in mobilizing their respective teams for their assigned missions.

Su Xian gathered her subordinates, excluding Meng Xiangyi and Xiao Ling, and set off towards the residence of Bixi Shuyan's Silver Tailed Fox Race.

They joined forces with the members of the Silver Tailed Fox Race, ready to embark on their expedition to investigate the marked locations on the map.

Meanwhile, Fen Shuying assembled her team and rendezvoused with Kang Huian and her warriors. She made sure that two teams were prepared for their tasks.

One team would be responsible for engaging and defeating any enemies at the locations provided by Su Xian's team, while the other team, consisting of members skilled in resource acquisition, would seize and transport the valuable items to nearby secret warehouses.

Wang Jian had meticulously prepared for these operations, acquiring covert warehouses scattered across the Empire. Some were concealed underground, while others were hidden within dense forests or inconspicuous corners of bustling towns.

To facilitate the mission, Fen Shuying's Night Dagger Clan would contribute members adept at stealth and subterfuge.

The initial plan at each location involved discreetly neutralizing the guards, after which Kang Huian's Crimson Mammoth Tribe would arrive to seize the resources before transferring them to the designated warehouse.

Part of Kang Huian's warrior contingent would accompany Fen Shuying, while the remaining members would guard the loot and maintain a presence with Fen Shuying.

Kang Huian herself would accompany the team responsible for transporting the resources to the warehouse.

This was because she would be entrusted with the Telephone Artifact, which would allow her to communicate with Fen Shuying and easily reunite with her.

Kang Huian's Crimson Mammoth Tribe had been selected for this task due to their exceptional combat prowess.

In the event that Fen Shuying's assassination team was discovered, and they encountered resistance during their looting operations, the formidable warriors of the Crimson Mammoth Tribe would be capable of overpowering any opposition.

Their strength and skills were perfectly suited for this crucial role.

As Wang Jian's faction made their way towards the battlefield, the residents of towns near the devil forces were instructed to evacuate and seek safety deeper within the Empire.

In their absence, the various human factions took control of these towns and cities, fortifying their defenses against the impending demon onslaught.

Due to the overwhelming numbers of demons, the battlefield had been divided into three distinct sections.

The northernmost area, a hilly terrain, was occupied by the Second Princess's faction. The advantageous high ground allowed them to rain down long-range arrow volleys infused with explosive talismans upon any daring demons that approached.

The second part of the battlefield comprised vast plains leading towards a city and a fortress, and it fell under the control of the Crown Prince's faction. Here, the majority of the demon attacks were concentrated, requiring the Crown Prince's forces to hold their ground firmly.

Fortunately, the human forces had deployed multiple defensive arrays, established by their Emperor Realm experts, encircling the area.

These arrays acted as a barrier, preventing the entire demon horde from overwhelming them. The demons could only breach the defenses in limited numbers.

The third part of the battlefield consisted of a forested area within the plains. This route was unconventional for human use, as dangerous beasts prowled the forest, mercilessly slaughtering trespassers.

However, the demon horde disregarded this danger and effortlessly traversed the forest to breach into human territory. Once inside, they could launch a pincer attack on the other two sections of the battlefield, tilting the odds in their favor.

Well, as of this moment, the Third Prince Wang Chen's faction, alongside the powerful Emperor Realm experts of the Everlasting Mystical Empire, had stationed themselves within this treacherous forest. With ruthless efficiency, they engaged in a merciless slaughter of any demons who dared to enter through this unconventional route, determined to keep the battlefield balanced in the humans' favor.

As Wang Jian's faction drew closer to the battlefield, they encountered an Emperor Realm expert who appeared to be the leader of the Jade Order, affiliated with the Crown Prince's faction.

Wang Jian's eyebrow raised in curiosity upon seeing the approaching figure, yet he maintained a composed demeanor.

"Proceed to the southern part of the battlefield and prevent the demons from breaching the forest. Reinforce the barriers," the Jade Order's leader commanded, his voice resounding with authority.

Wang Jian nodded in understanding, acknowledging the importance of the task at hand. With a determined expression, he set off towards the third section of the battlefield, eager to secure and defend this vital area.

Just as Wang Jian prepared to depart, the Jade Order's leader turned his gaze towards Yue Yanling, the revered Sect Mistress, and the Grand Elder of the Lotus Blossom Sect. His tone took on a polite and respectful note as he implored their assistance in facing the relentless demon attacks.

Both women directed their stares towards Wang Jian, a silent exchange of understanding passing between them. They were the only two Emperor Realm experts who had chosen to remain within the sect even amidst the invasion of the devils.I think you should take a look at

However, in this critical juncture, no one dared to question their reasons for not joining the battle earlier. The Jade Order's leader genuinely sought their aid, a testament to their formidable abilities.

Wang Jian coldly locked eyes with the two women, a sardonic smile playing on his lips. It was a subtle signal that Yue Yanling immediately grasped.

She turned her attention to the Jade Order's leader, her voice carrying a resolute tone. "We would like to accompany His Highness Jian's faction. He will require our assistance should a Devil Emperor breach the barrier from his side."

A flicker of annoyance marred the Jade Order's leader's expression as he glared at Wang Jian upon hearing Yue Yanling's response. Clearly, he was displeased with their decision.

"I offered you a wonderful opportunity, Sect Mistress Yue. I hope you won't come to regret this," the Jade Order's leader retorted, his tone laced with a touch of veiled warning, before departing for the crown prince's faction's location.

"Looks like he didn't take kindly to our decision," Yue Yanling remarked with a hint of amusement in her voice as she watched the Jade Order's leader disappear into the distance. She glanced at Wang Jian, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Well, it's not like it matters to us. "

Wang Jian chuckled as he responded, "Indeed. "

Once the Jade Order's leader had left, Wang Jian's faction resumed their march towards the forested third part of the battlefield.

As they ventured deeper into the forest, their path was obstructed by a series of encounters with instinct-driven beasts, their ferocity prompting them to attack without hesitation.

However, before anyone from Wang Jian's faction could retaliate and harm the creatures, Stella gracefully stepped forward, assuming her role as the Butterfly Spirit Queen. Her innate charisma and commanding presence granted her the respect and allegiance of all beastly creatures.

With a single gaze, Stella calmed even the most ferocious beasts, their aggression melting away. Instead of confrontation, these creatures recognized the significance of the impending battle against the wicked devils and chose to lend their support to Wang Jian's faction.

The creatures accompanied Stella and the Silver Tailed Fox Race, led by Lady Zhuoran, as they walked alongside Wang Jian's faction.

It didn't take long for Wang Jian to reach the camp where the Third Prince's faction was stationed.

As he arrived, Wang Chen, the Third Prince, came out to greet him with a warm and cordial demeanor. Sensing Wang Chen's aura, Wang Jian's eyebrows arched in surprise.

His sensory abilities revealed that Wang Chen's cultivation had already advanced to the King Realm, specifically reaching the impressive sixth stage. Such rapid progress was truly remarkable.

Moreover, Wang Jian's keen senses detected a peculiar energy emanating from Wang Chen's body. Alongside his Wind Element, there was an eerie shadow element tinged with a demonic attribute.

This revelation piqued Wang Jian's interest and caused his eyes to narrow.

With a smile playing at his lips, Wang Jian inquired, "So, what is the situation on the battlefield, third brother?"

Wang Chen responded gravely, his voice filled with concern, "It's truly dire, Jian. As you know, my faction lacks proficiency in direct combat, resulting in losses when facing the demons breaching the barrier. Many Emperor Realm experts came to assist us, but some of them fell victim to cunning traps set by the devils. I require your assistance in dealing with the devil groups that are breaching the barrier at the 43rd and 44th points."

Wang Jian, ever astute, surveyed the surroundings using his Spiritual Sensitivity technique, extending his reach across the entire region.

His senses detected the spiritual energy emanating from multiple humans who stood alongside the devils, their attempts at concealing themselves with illusionary arrays proving futile against his heightened perception and immunity to all illusions granted by the Butterfly Spirit Queen's Mark.

Notably, he observed that these humans and devils coexisted without engaging in combat. Instead, their spiritual energy indicated that they were waiting for someone. This gathering took place near the 43rd and 44th points mentioned by Wang Chen.

A realization struck Wang Jian, and his expression turned serious.

'Ah, I see. Wang Chen is a traitor. He must have formed an alliance with the devils to bolster his strength. Leveraging his position as the Third Prince, he seeks to weaken the human forces by collaborating with the devils and targeting the Emperor Realm experts.'

'Considering the Third Prince's faction is the weakest among the human factions and lacks advantageous terrain, he naturally requires additional support. The Emperor Realm experts likely divided themselves based on their faction affiliations and the strength of their respective factions across the three parts of the battlefield.'

'If I were to take my faction to the 43rd and 44th points, it is highly probable that the hidden humans and devils, concealed by the illusionary array, will launch a surprise attack while we are occupied with the devils breaching the barrier. This is indeed a cunning plan, Third Brother.'

As Wang Jian concluded his thoughts, he suppressed a devious smile that threatened to spread across his face. With a false sense of cordiality, he addressed Wang Chen, his smile feigned, "Certainly. I will handle those two spots. No devil shall breach from there!"

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The entire frontline against the devils was divided into multiple barrier pillars, serving as crucial defense points. These pillars relied on a steady supply of energy from the essence crystals provided by each faction.

In light of the empire's peril, the Emperor's faction generously supplied these factions with an abundance of essence crystals at no cost. The Emperor's intention was clear: he wanted the factions to utilize these resources to uphold the barrier at any cost.

The responsibility of guarding the 43rd and 44th points fell upon Wang Jian's faction. As they approached this location, Stella approached Wang Jian and shared her observations, "I sense an illusionary array nearby."

Aware of the situation, Wang Jian responded calmly, "I am aware of it too. I intend to launch an attack. Stay prepared."

Stella relayed this information to the beasts accompanying Wang Jian's faction and Lady Zhuoran, who led the Silver Tailed Fox Race. Meanwhile, this information was also relayed to the human members of his faction and alerted them to be prepared for an encounter with both humans and devils, coordinated through Chen Yiyan.

As they approached the battleground, Wang Jian's faction witnessed the fierce conflict between the human and devil forces.

Even from a distance, the battles of the Emperor Realm experts were visible as the surroundings trembled with each clash.

Clashes between these formidable individuals would occur on either side of the barrier, sometimes within the Empire's territory and at other times within the devil's domain.

The intensity of the conflict played out high in the sky, rendering communication with the Emperor Realm experts impossible. Their focus was solely on their enemies, the Devil Emperors, leaving no room for distractions.

Wang Jian carefully observed the movements of the Third Prince, Wang Chen's faction on the ground. They seemed to be strategically positioning themselves based on which barrier pillar required reinforcement and the points where the devils were breaking through.

However, it was all part of an elaborate deception.

Wang Jian suspected that most members of Wang Chen's faction were likely unaware of their leader's unholy alliance with the devils. Only the select few high-ranking individuals deemed crucial to their organization were in on the secret collaboration.

The stronger individuals, aware of the clandestine alliance, focused on coordinating with the devils.

Meanwhile, the rest of Wang Chen's faction, likely the rank and file members, fought valiantly against the invading devils, unaware of their leader's betrayal. To them, it was their duty to repel the demons and protect the Empire at all costs.

"Follow me! We shall vanquish these devils!" Wang Jian's commanding cry reverberated through the ranks of his faction, igniting a fierce determination within each member, including the newly joined beasts.

Without a moment's hesitation, they surged forward, charging towards the battlefield. However, their direction subtly shifted away from the devil breach and towards an inconspicuous location that remained untouched by the invaders.

In a swift motion, Wang Jian hurled a blazing fireball ahead of him. In an instant, nearly seventy figures materialized on the ground and among the trees, their illusionary array shattered.

With a resolute command, Wang Jian ordered, "Defeat them all!"

His faction members surged forth, engaging the seventy individuals in combat. Among them, thirty were formidable King Realm experts, a result of the unholy alliance between the devils and the Third Prince Wang Chen's faction.

However, Wang Jian's faction was well-versed in battling against such powerful adversaries.

Even if we were to disregard the might of Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder of the Lotus Blossom Sect, who were Emperor Realm experts, Wang Jian's faction boasted numerous skilled King Realm experts capable of facing off against these thirty formidable foes.

During the battle, Wang Jian himself abstained from fighting. There was no need for him to engage as the victory was swift and decisive, favoring his faction. Instead, he watched as Chen Yiyan took the spotlight.

He wanted her to demonstrate her exceptional talent and strength in front of his faction members, allowing her to earn their respect and admiration. This would ultimately grant her the authority to command the members of his faction, lightening his own workload.

And Chen Yiyan did not disappoint. She showcased her formidable combat skills by effortlessly defeating three King Realm devils. Her Inferno Control Fan unleashed multiple fiery tendrils that ensnared her targets, searing them with intense heat.

To defend against attacks from multiple directions, she conjured a barrier of scorching flames infused with the pinnacle Laws of Flames.

Wang Jian observed the battle from a distance, a smile gracing his lips. Chen Yiyan's mastery over the flame element had truly grown.

Despite the ferocity of the battle, she demonstrated restraint, refraining from inflicting fatal harm upon her enemies, whether they be devils or humans aligned with them.

Instead, she merely knocked them out, leaving them unconscious.

For Wang Jian, this was a trait he cherished in Chen Yiyan. He didn't desire her to become ruthless or bloodthirsty. It was her innate softness and gentle nature that had captured his heart.

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Wang Jian then issued orders to his faction members, "Go forth and confront the devils pouring out from the breached barrier. I will bring these fools back to camp. It seems my third brother Chen has some explaining to do."

Accompanying Wang Jian on the journey back to camp were women part of his harem, such as Chen Yiyan, Xiao Ling, Han Xifeng, Hong Meilin, as well as a few others who were not part of his harem, such as Stella, Elder Hua, and Meng Xiangyi.

Lady Zhuoran, Yue Yanling, and Grand Elder Yi of the Lotus Blossom Sect were left behind on the battlefield due to her immense strength.

It was crucial to have some powerful experts who could effectively command his subordinates.

Furthermore, with Stella accompanying Wang Jian to the camp, Lady Zhuoran's authority as the matriarch of the Silver Tailed Fox Race was necessary to maintain order among the beasts present.

As for the Yue Yanling and Grand Elder Yi of the Lotus Blossom Sect, their strength would come in handy when fighting against devils and in case if more Devil Emperors breach the barrier and enter the Empire.

As they leisurely made their way back to camp, Wang Jian engaged in casual conversation with his women. It was his powerful qi that seemed to make all the tied humans and devils alike float in air and follow them.

Elder Hua and Stella were initially taken aback by this display of power.

While they possessed similar abilities, their qi would quickly deplete, preventing them from maintaining such an effect for an extended period.

Additionally, it would require intense focus, limiting their ability to multitask effectively.

However, Wang Jian exhibited no signs of qi depletion or mental strain. He effortlessly conversed with his women, discussing trivial matters as if this display of power and mental strain was insignificant to him.

Stella quickly regained her composure, feeling fortunate that she had formed a mark with such a unique and special human.

Meanwhile, Elder Hua watched Wang Jian intently, her mind filled with curiosity about how she could attain such incredible strength.

A memory suddenly resurfaced in her mind—Wang Jian had once approached her for a spar during her time in the Sacred Dominion, seeking to compare their insights on the Laws of Wind while gathering information about Ye Chen.

However, circumstances had prevented the spar from taking place, and both of them became occupied with other matters.

Although now might not be the ideal time to ask for a spar, Elder Hua realized that this could be an opportunity to strike up a conversation with Wang Jian and gain valuable pointers to enhance her own strength.

Unbeknownst to Wang Jian, his seemingly insignificant display of power would spark Elder Hua's curiosity, prompting her to approach him for a discussion.

Wang Jian's group arrived at the camp, catching the attention of the members of Wang Chen's faction who quickly rushed to inform their leader about the unexpected development.

Upon hearing the news, Wang Chen's face contorted with disbelief. He hurriedly stepped out of the camp to witness the astonishing scene before him.

Cold sweat began to bead on his forehead as he recognized the faces of his own subordinates along with devils floating behind Wang Jian.

It became clear to Wang Chen that Wang Jian had not only discovered the illusionary array but had also defeated his loyal subordinates, which indicated that he must had discovered his alliance with the devils. Frustration coursed through Wang Chen as he clenched his fists.

However, he also noticed that not all of Wang Jian's faction had returned, leaving a glimmer of hope to salvage the situation.

Addressing his subordinates with a steely gaze, Wang Chen coldly commanded, "My seventh brother Jian has attacked our own allies! Prepare to retaliate and make him pay for his treachery!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Wang Chen's bewildered subordinates, though uncertain of the circumstances, chose to trust their leader and brandished their weapons against Wang Jian's group.

"Wang Chen, you truly have a knack for handling matters poorly. If you wished to align with the devils, you should have committed fully. Now, you will face the severe consequences of your actions," Wang Jian remarked, his voice dripping with scorn.

Wang Chen's eyes narrowed in anger as he bellowed, "Attack!"

Driven solely by their loyalty to Wang Chen, his subordinates launched a barrage of long-ranged attacks, including arrows and spears infused with explosive talismans and potent poisons designed to paralyze their enemies.

However, before a single arrow or spear could reach Wang Jian's group, they froze in mid-air, halted by an unseen force.

With a malevolent grin etched on his face, Wang Jian sneered, "...Since you have initiated the attack, I suppose I need not show you any mercy."

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The arrows and spears, suspended in mid-air by Wang Jian's power, suddenly reversed their course and flew back towards Wang Chen's camp.

Panic and horror filled Wang Chen's eyes as he watched the projectiles, infused with explosive talismans and deadly poison, hurtling towards them.

However, just as disaster seemed inevitable, a mysterious shadowy aura enveloped Wang Chen's camp, creating a protective barrier that deflected the incoming attacks.

Upon impact, they exploded against trees, rocks, and the ground, releasing a cascade of explosions and spreading small ranged dense clouds of poison near the camp.

Wang Jian's grin widened as he observed the manifestation of the shadowy barrier.

"Well, well... Looks like you've finally decided to reveal yourself, Devil Emperor," Wang Jian called out confidently, directing his gaze towards a particular direction where a Devil Emperor with the face of a crow was seated atop a large tree.

ƥandasnovel·ƈom The creature possessed a humanoid figure with a crow's face and golden, emotionless eyes that stared back at Wang Jian.

Meanwhile, it was Wang Chen who turned towards the Devil Emperor with an infuriated shout, "I explicitly told you not to reveal yourself without my signal!"

"Foolish prince," the Devil Emperor retorted coldly, "That attack was infused with extremely powerful qi and high-level insights in Laws of Wind. If not for my intervention, it would have singlehandedly slaughtered your entire camp!"

Wang Chen's shock was palpable. "What?!"

After his cultivation advanced to the King Realm, he understood the immense value of Insights in Laws.

However, since he had attained his current level through external resources, his insights were only at a low-level, despite his sixth-stage cultivation base.

The fact that Wang Jian's attack possessed high-level insights was a revelation that shook him to the core.

"So, are you just going to stand there, or are you going to attack me? I'm getting tired of waiting," Wang Jian taunted nonchalantly, wearing a casual expression on his face.

His own group members were taken aback, completely unaware that Wang Jian was actually an Emperor Realm expert.

Wang Jian's audacious taunt towards a Devil Emperor seemed like a reckless move, as it was impossible for a King Realm expert to defeat someone at the Emperor Realm.

The Shadowy Crow Devil Emperor let out a derisive snort in response. "Do you think you can deceive me so easily? Now that I have revealed myself, the other Emperor Realm experts must have sensed my presence and are likely on their way here. If I waste my time dealing with your insignificant group, they will catch up and kill me."

"As of now, we're leaving!" the Shadowy Crow Devil Emperor declared, as thick shadows began to seep out of his body, concealing him within their darkness.

Simultaneously, the shadows enveloped Wang Chen and several members of his faction, rendering them completely invisible.

As they vanished into the shadows, only Wang Jian, with his exceptional mastery over the Shadow Element, could sense their presence.

"I don't recall granting you permission to leave," Wang Jian remarked, a mischievous grin playing on his lips as he forcefully stomped on the ground.

The impact of his stomp sent tremors through the earth, causing cracks to spread across the ground, reaching all the way to the enemy's camp.

In an instant, dozens of shadows were impaled by spikes infused with high-level insights in the Laws of Earth. These spikes targeted specific areas within the shadows, revealing the concealed humans within.

The humans were none other than Wang Chen and his closest subordinates.

As for the Devil Emperor, he managed to deflect the attack Wang Jian had unleashed and swiftly made his escape.

Wang Jian paid no mind to the fleeing Devil Emperor, as he had no desire to reveal the full extent of his power just yet.

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In that intense moment, Wang Chen and his close comrades found themselves surrounded by his own faction members, their eyes filled with hostility towards their once-respected leader. Their loyalty ran deep, but the betrayal of allying with demons was a transgression they couldn't overlook or forgive.

Realizing that he couldn't fight them all, Wang Chen's mind raced, trying to find a way out of the dire situation. His close comrades, who were aware of his alliance with the devils, were not all King Realm experts and couldn't provide assistance.

Soon, Wang Jian arrived at the camp, wearing a devious and mocking grin as he faced Wang Chen. "Now, my dear third brother, what shall I do with you? You have committed a grave sin," Wang Jian taunted.

Wang Chen, desperate and flustered, pleaded, "S-Stop! Let me explain! I have an explanation for all of this!" His words stumbled over each other, and his composure was utterly shattered. He never expected to find himself in such a desperate state.

"Sure, I'm listening," Wang Jian responded with a deceptive smile.

Astounded that Wang Jian would actually hear him out, Wang Chen struggled to regain his composure, hastily explaining, "I-I am in an alliance with the Devils because I want to help the Empire defeat them. You see, I am preparing a trap to kill loads of devils."

Wang Jian's amused grin remained intact as he spoke, "Oh, really? But I've heard you mention that we've been on the losing side in this part of the battlefield. Even Emperor Realm experts have perished. That's rather peculiar, considering it has only been a week since the battle began. Moreover, I've also heard that Emperor Realm experts from our side started falling only after your faction arrived. I don't think I need to say any more to prove that you are a dirty traitor who must pay the price for aligning yourself with the devils."

Without giving Wang Chen a chance to utter further excuses, Wang Jian cut him off coldly. "I don't think we need to hear any more of your words."

Casting a chilling glance around at Wang Chen's faction members, Wang Jian spoke with an icy tone, "I will be capturing him and his allies. We need to uncover the extent of his deal with the devils."

Nods of agreement rippled through the members of Wang Chen's faction, acknowledging Wang Jian's authority.

"We will follow your lead, Seventh Prince," one of them spoke up, appearing to be the appointed commander of the camp.

"Very well. Bind them tightly and ensure their dantian is sealed to prevent them from utilizing their qi," Wang Jian commanded, issuing orders to the faction members.

Without delay, Wang Chen's faction members sprang into action, securing their former leader and his comrades with formidable restraining chains. An expert skilled in sealing dantian stepped forward, ready to neutralize their cultivation.

Wang Chen and his close comrades were swiftly restrained, and their cultivation completely sealed. They were then escorted to a specially constructed wooden building designated for prisoners within the camp.

With Wang Chen and his comrades taken care of, Wang Jian devoted the next hour to engaging in discussions with Wang Chen's faction members. It didn't require much effort on his part to convince them to switch allegiances. His natural charisma, combined with the growing influence and reputation of his own faction, proved irresistible.

Most of the members readily accepted Wang Jian's invitation, eager to join his ranks.

While some factions hesitated, caught in a dilemma, and a few even refused the invitation, opting to join Crown Prince Wang Hao's faction instead, Wang Jian didn't interfere.

He welcomed the news of this incident spreading throughout the Empire, ensuring that the treacherous actions of the Third Prince Wang Chen became widely known.

By doing so, he intended to undermine Wang Chen's standing in the race for the throne and ensure that severe consequences awaited him for his betrayal.

Meanwhile, in the northernmost part of the battlefield, an intriguing development unfolded atop a strategic hill occupied by the Second Princess's faction, who had set up their camp there.

Ye Chen and Zyrithia, supported by the formidable Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan and the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan, launched a coordinated assault on the Second Princess Wang Ying's faction. Wang Ying herself fought on the frontlines, bravely repelling the relentless attacks from Ye Chen and Zyrithia.

In the midst of the intense battle, Ye Chen managed to unleash a powerful attack that sent Wang Ying flying backward. Concerned for their leader, her comrades rushed to her aid, but Zyrithia's allies quickly moved in, preventing them from reaching Wang Ying.

The reason for this strategic move was to grant Ye Chen an opportunity to have a conversation with Wang Ying. He hoped that their past alliance would resonate with her, making her more receptive to their words.

Breathing heavily, Ye Chen called out to Wang Ying as he approached her, "Princess Ying, we were once allies. I implore you to hear me out."

Wang Ying, her armor slightly battered but her willpower remained unyielding, turned her gaze towards Ye Chen and spoke coldly, "Ye Chen, we were allies indeed. But circumstances have changed. You are a demon now. Why should I listen to you?"

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Ye Chen fixed his serious gaze on Wang Ying, his tone grave as he addressed her, "Princess Ying, take a moment to assess the state of your faction. Since your return from the Sacred Dominion, your faction's strength has suffered a significant decline. The situation might have been salvageable if the Lotus Blossom Sect had remained by your side, but their departure triggered a chain reaction, leading the Hua Clan and other organizations to abandon you."

Ye Chen's words struck a chord with Wang Ying, causing her to pause and listen with a visibly displeased expression.

Sensing her willingness to hear him out, Ye Chen maintained his composure and continued, "All those organizations that left your faction have joined forces with Crown Prince Wang Hao or Seventh Prince Wang Jian. Their factions have grown considerably stronger, surpassing your own. I daresay your faction is now only marginally stronger than Third Prince Wang Chen's."

"I already know all this. Why don't you get to the point?" Wang Ying retorted with a scathing and angry tone.

Ye Chen's smirk emerged as he responded, "Princess Ying, I want to assist you. Despite the circumstances that forced me to accept this demon bloodline, my heart remains human, and I genuinely desire victory for humanity in this war against the devils."

Impatience and anger welled up within Wang Ying, her tone dripping with skepticism and disdain. "Cut to the chase. I'm not interested in your empty words that might appeal to fools."

Surprised by her blunt rejection, a cold glint flashed in Ye Chen's eyes as he retorted, "I assure you, Princess Ying, I speak the truth. Now, let's discuss how I can help you. I can eliminate Crown Prince Wang Hao."

Wang Ying snorted derisively, unable to contain her disbelief. "You defeating Hao? Are you delusional or have you lost your wits after becoming a demon?"

Unfazed, Ye Chen calmly replied, "The bloodline I possess is exceptionally rare even among these devil clans. They will heed my command to target the Crown Prince. However, I will require your assistance to ensure the timing is perfect. A half-hearted or weak attack will not suffice against him."

Wang Ying's narrowed her eyes as she considered his proposition, finding it intriguing. "I see. That's rather interesting. I will contemplate your proposal and respond to you later."

Ye Chen's expression turned serious as he spoke firmly, "Very well, but I cannot afford to wait longer than a day for your decision."

Returning to the battlefield, Ye Chen and Wang Ying engaged in a fierce display of combat, putting on a convincing show for onlookers.

Eventually, the devil forces were compelled to retreat, their defeat at the hands of Wang Ying's faction was evident.

As they retreated, Zyrithia approached Ye Chen with a smirk, curiosity evident in her voice, "So, did it work? Has she been convinced?"

Ye Chen's devious smile spread across his face as he replied, "Yes, she seemed intrigued. If all goes according to plan, she will accept the proposal tomorrow."

Zyrithia's smirk widened, satisfaction radiating from her as she declared, "Excellent. If she accepts the offer, then both the Third Prince and the Second Princess of the Empire will be collaborating with us. We will be able to easily defeat the Crown Prince Wang Hao."

Upon their return to the encampment, Ye Chen and Zyrithia were met with shocking news that sent their carefully laid plans tumbling.

In the midst of their battle against Wang Ying's faction, a significant event had unfolded in the third part of the battlefield where Wang Chen's faction had been stationed, completely overturning their strategies.

This event threatened to overshadow all of Ye Chen and Zyrithia's carefully crafted plans, casting a shadow of uncertainty over their next moves.

As the evening progressed, the news spread like wildfire across the battlefield. By nightfall, all factions were aware of Wang Chen's treacherous alliance with the demons, leaving no room for doubt.

Wang Ying, upon hearing this revelation, couldn't hide her astonishment. She had never imagined that her own third brother was already in league with the demons. With disbelief in her eyes, she retreated to the solitude of her tent, pondering the implications of this newfound information.

"Intriguing. So, Third Brother Chen was colluding with the demons all along. And it was Seventh Brother Jian who exposed his treachery and assumed control of his faction?" she whispered softly to herself, mulling over the situation.

As weariness washed over her, Wang Ying sighed, realizing that the balance of power had drastically shifted. "Seventh Brother Jian's faction is now as strong as, if not stronger than, Crown Prince Hao's faction."

Muttering softly, Wang Ying continued, "Even though Ye Chen approached me with an alliance proposal, just as I had anticipated, it's already too late. Now that Third Brother Chen's betrayal has been laid bare, the Emperor Realm experts and even Hao's faction will exercise caution when dealing with other factions. There is no longer any incentive to accept Ye Chen's offer."

A mischievous smirk graced Wang Ying's face as she spoke, her tone tinged with cunningness. "...However, I can still use this to my advantage."

In the third part of the battlefield, Wang Jian's faction was diligently organizing their defenses. They strengthened the barrier and implemented additional countermeasures, setting up traps in case more demons emerged from the barriers.

The members from Wang Chen's faction that had joined Wang Jian's faction proved to be highly skilled in setting up such traps, which greatly benefited their preparations.

At the moment, Wang Jian was overseeing the construction of a secret teleportation formation by a couple of Liu Clan members. To ensure its secrecy, two layers of barriers were being erected to prevent detection by Emperor Realm experts.I think you should take a look at ραΠdαsnovel.cοm

This teleportation formation was being crafted with rare resources, including the Ebon Void Essence Ore, and its purpose was to connect to the Teleportation Formation in Wang Jian's palace in the Royal Capital.

Although it would take another day for the construction to be completed, the progress made so far has been remarkable.

Amidst his responsibilities, Wang Jian's thoughts wandered to his women back in the Empire. He found comfort in knowing they possessed the Telephone and could inform him if they were in any trouble.

If the situation called for it, he could utilize his Spatial Movement repeatedly, albeit at the cost of great physical and mental strain, to swiftly reach their location.

While he anticipated exhaustion, he knew he could easily recover by expending some destiny points.

However, Wang Jian's worries were unnecessary, for Su Xian and Bixi Shuyan's mission was relatively straightforward.

ραndαsΝοvεl.cοm Their task was to locate the resources of the Crown Prince and Second Princess's factions. Along the way, they encountered guards who managed to detect their presence.

Nevertheless, Bixi Shuyan and her fellow Silver Tailed Fox Race members utilized their mastery of illusions to easily deceive the guards, rendering them oblivious to their true intentions.

On the other hand, Su Xian and her group engaged in direct combat against the guards they encountered.

It was during these encounters that Bixi Shuyan witnessed Su Xian's fighting prowess for the first time, leaving her utterly astonished.

Su Xian's movements were remarkably refined and demonstrated immense strength.

While Bixi Shuyan had achieved peak-level insights in the Laws of Wind, she had yet to unlock their full potential.

In contrast, Su Xian effortlessly controlled the power of peak-level insights in the Laws of Water.

To Bixi Shuyan's astonishment, Su Xian had even frozen the blood of the guards before they could mount a counterattack.

Su Xian referred to this technique as "Chilling Blood."

As their group continued on their mission, they encountered and swiftly overpowered some bandits along the way.

During their journey, Su Xian had a brilliant idea that could greatly improve the public's opinion of Wang Jian's faction.

To implement her plan, Su Xian procured numerous silver masks adorned with intricately drawn faces. Each member of their group wore these masks, distinguishing them from others. Su Xian and Bixi Shuyan had unique masks—a star shape for Su Xian and a flower shape for Bixi Shuyan.

Donning these silver masks, their group began to gain immense renown throughout the Empire.

This achievement was solely attributed to Su Xian's straightforward yet effective strategy.

Upon reaching a new region, they would first scour the area for hidden treasures using Bixi Shuyan's gift of sensing treasures. Afterward, they systematically hunted down and subdued large bandit camps in the area.

What made their approach distinct was that they left the loot untouched and instead donated it to the authorities, ensuring that the wealth was returned to its rightful owners. While Su Xian and Bixi Shuyan's group could have been tempted by the wealth, they believed that Wang Jian valued renown and prestige over meager riches.

Their actions didn't stop with dealing with bandits; they also extended a helping hand to those in need, such as farmers, blacksmiths, and others facing oppression. They assisted without expecting much in return, presenting themselves as true philanthropists.

Word of the Silver Masked Group's altruistic deeds spread throughout the Empire, and their renown grew immensely.

With each successful endeavor, Su Xian and Bixi Shuyan's group gained confidence. And soon, their group also began to deal with some rebellious groups of the Empire while also subduing the prisoners that had been broken out by Wang Jian.

The Silver Masked Group's prestige wouldn't have risen so swiftly under normal circumstances. However, right now, the Empire was under attack by the Devils while also being embroiled in internal conflict as the prisoners had escaped from their prisoners and raged chaos in the Empire.

In this case, a group like Silver Masked Group was like a guardian angel for the people. And it is guardian angels during turbulent times that gain the acceptance of the people.

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As the Silver Masked Group gained prestige, Fen Shuying and Kang Huian's team were equally successful in accomplishing their assigned task. They had already raided three warehouses affiliated with Crown Prince Wang Hao's faction, leaving no trace of their presence.

During their mission, Kang Huian was taken aback by Fen Shuying's remarkable stealth abilities. She effortlessly infiltrated heavily guarded warehouses with her team, silently subduing guards without making a sound. Even Kang Huian, who anticipated some commotion, was unable to detect their movements.

With the guards neutralized, Kang Huian's team swiftly entered the warehouses, meticulously looting their contents before transporting the spoils to a nearby warehouse under Wang Jian's control.

They repeated this process at the subsequent locations, successfully carrying out their operations undetected.

However, news of the attacks on warehouses affiliated with Crown Prince Wang Hao's faction began to circulate, causing the remaining organizations to fortify their defenses significantly.

Faced with heightened security measures, Fen Shuying and Kang Huian's team found themselves compelled to engage in direct confrontations.

Kang Huian's team finally unleashed their skills, launching a frontal assault to divert the enemy's attention. While holding their adversaries at bay, Fen Shuying's team took advantage of the chaos, stealthily infiltrating the locations and eliminating guards with deadly precision.

The collaboration between Kang Huian's team and Fen Shuying's team proved to be a formidable combination, allowing them to overcome the fortified defenses and achieve their objectives with utmost efficiency.

As the members of their teams donned masks to conceal their identities, a striking contrast emerged. Fen Shuying's team wore sleek black masks that blended seamlessly into the darkness of the night. On the other hand, Kang Huian's team opted for vibrant crimson masks.

The majority of the masks were unadorned, simple in design, and devoid of any markings. However, Fen Shuying's and Kang Huian's masks stood out distinctly.

Fen Shuying's mask bore the symbol of a dagger, symbolizing her stealth and lethal precision. Meanwhile, Kang Huian's mask proudly displayed the symbol of a mace, representing her team's unyielding strength and power.

As the Black Crimson Masked Group continued their daring exploits, tales of their exploits began to circulate among the higher-ups of the Empire. While their notoriety hadn't reached the level of the Silver Masked Group, their progress was still commendable.

Amidst the ongoing conflict, a monumental event unfolded on the battlefield—the arrival of the Church of Divine Light. They pledged their support to Crown Prince Wang Hao's faction. Upon deeper reflection, it was only expected that they would align themselves with Wang Hao, considering the longstanding animosity between the Church and Wang Jian's faction.

Meanwhile, Wang Ying's faction was a bit too weak for them to support it at this moment. Thus, they decided to choose Crown Prince Wang Hao.

ραΠdαsΝοvεl ƈοm The implications of the Church's arrival were dire for the devil forces. The Holy Attribute possessed by the Church members held the power to directly suppress the Demonic Attribute, making them a formidable adversary. Faced with such a threat, the devil forces had no choice but to unleash their trump card.

Powerful human cultivators who possessed the strength of the Emperor Realm experts stepped onto the battlefield, fighting alongside the devil forces.

The appearance of these extraordinary individuals sent shockwaves through the ranks of the Everlasting Mystical Empire.

However, it was soon revealed that these Emperor Realm experts were part of the Jade Sea Empire.

Intent on weakening and potentially annihilating the Everlasting Mystical Empire, the Royal Family of the Jade Sea Empire made the strategic decision to bolster the devil forces by providing them with their most formidable warriors.

While the Devil Forces were initially apprehensive about relying on the forces offered by the Jade Sea Empire, they recognized the dire situation at hand.

The cost of accepting this aid would come at a great expense—resources, territorial concessions, and the loss of valuable tomes containing rare devil techniques.

Nevertheless, the overwhelming threat posed by the Church of Divine Light forced their hand, compelling them to make this uneasy alliance in the face of a common enemy.

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The presence of Emperor Realm experts from the Jade Sea Empire, combined with the formidable Devil Emperors, made the fight for victory all the more difficult.

However, Wang Jian's faction remained relatively unaffected by these developments.

The clash between Emperor Realm experts and Devil Emperors was concentrated in the center of the battlefield, allowing Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder of the Lotus Blossom Sect to handle any unforeseen events that might occur on their end.

Meanwhile, Hong Meilin and Han Xifeng focused their efforts on utilizing their Angelic Spirits to bolster their allies with the power of the Holy Attribute. This infusion of the Holy Attribute would last for an entire day, significantly increasing the lethality of their attacks against the demons while mitigating the impact of the demons' own assaults.

Furthermore, the Holy Attribute Blessings bestowed by Hong Meilin and Han Xifeng surpassed the capabilities of any King Realm expert from the Church of Divine Light. It was one of the reasons why Hong Meilin had been chosen as a Saintess of the Church, for her Angelic Spirit possessed immense power unlike any other.

But the surprises didn't end there as it was Han Xifeng's abilities that caused a significant stir on the battlefield.

For the first time, she unveiled the true extent of her healing prowess.

She displayed the remarkable ability to restore severed limbs, heal vital organs such as eyes and liver, and mend injuries of all kinds.

News quickly spread of Wang Jian's faction's fearless performance on the battlefield, largely attributed to the support of Hong Meilin and Han Xifeng.

The Pope himself was left stunned and somewhat angry, realizing he had let go of a boundless talent like Hong Meilin.

He also harbored frustration that his bishops had failed to persuade the remarkable healing prodigy, Han Xifeng, whose abilities appeared to possess a truly divine touch.

As night fell upon the battlefield, each faction rested while remaining vigilant for potential demon attacks. It was during the cover of darkness that the demons' abilities were enhanced, granting them advantages such as heightened senses and stealth.

To counter this, the factions of the Everlasting Mystical Empire fortified their barriers and assigned Emperor Realm experts with exceptional night vision to keep watch. This strategic measure allowed them to rest more securely during the night, minimizing the risk of demon interference.

As the night progressed, three figures emerged from the central battlefield, making their way towards the third part of the battlefield. Their movements were suspicious and did not go unnoticed, as they were swiftly intercepted by three experts.

One of the individuals wore a dark hood and a mask, concealing his identity, while the other two were revealed to be Yue Yanling, the Sect Mistress of the Lotus Blossom Sect, and the Grand Elder of the sect.

Wang Jian, disguised beneath the dark hood and mask, spoke with a disguised voice to prevent the anyone from recognizing him. "His Highness anticipated your move during the nighttime, Pope. What? Couldn't you resist after hearing of their abilities? Well, I guess it can't be helped. Turn back now, Pope, and we may let this matter pass."

The two Divine Messengers standing beside the Pope glared at the hooded figure, their eyes filled with disdain. One of them retorted with a determined voice, "Don't be so arrogant. We only relented last time because you threatened to destroy the cathedral, a symbol of faith and hope for our people. But here, we have no such limitations."

"That's right! Even with the support of the Sect Mistress and the Grand Elder of the Lotus Blossom Sect, your defeat is inevitable!" the other Divine Messenger chimed in, his voice filled with confidence.

Adding to this, the Pope spoke in a reverent tone, emphasizing the importance of their cause. "Step aside! This is for the greater good of the Empire. With Hong Meilin and Han Xifeng aiding us, we can easily vanquish the devils and end this war. Their true power can only be realized with the guidance of the Church."

Wang Jian suddenly burst into hysterical laughter, as if a touch of madness had taken hold of him. Soon, his laughter subsided, and he spoke with a tone of amusement.

"That was quite the performance. You truly excel at speaking utter nonsense in such a pompous manner. It has been a while since I encountered someone so completely deluded by their own words. But let me clarify something—I couldn't care less about notions of the greater good or evil. My priority lies in what benefits me. And, based on what you've said, Pope, relinquishing Han Xifeng and Hong Meilin to you doesn't seem to serve my interests in the slightest."

He paused for a moment, the air growing colder as his voice turned icy, "So, come at us, Pope. Don't think for a second that it was only your side holding back in our previous encounter."

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The time for words had passed, and the battlefield erupted into chaos as the two sides clashed fiercely.

The resounding clashes echoed through the skies, causing the wind to howl and the very earth to tremble.

Wang Jian faced off against the Pope, the two of them locked in a battle of immense power. The Pope wielded a mace radiating pure Holy Attribute, while Wang Jian relied on his own skill and wit to maneuver against his formidable opponent.

Beside them, Yue Yanling, the Sect Mistress of the Lotus Blossom Sect, fought alongside the Grand Elder of the sect. Yue Yanling wielded a staff crafted from ancient Archaic Wood, imbued with potent Wood Essence that amplified her attacks. Her staff moved gracefully, striking with both precision and force.

The Grand Elder, on the other hand, showcased her mastery over the Wind Elemental Abilities with a spear that seemed to channel the very essence of the element. Her strikes were swift and unpredictable, slicing through the air with deadly accuracy.

In contrast, the two Divine Messengers accompanying the Pope fought with Heavy Chained Flails and a Longbow, their attacks calculated and precise.

"The Holy Attribute might be dangerous to demons, but against me, it's just not strong enough," Wang Jian confidently declared as he effortlessly blocked the Pope's powerful mace with a single hand. In reality, the Holy Attribute did pose a threat to him as a demon, but his own formidable qi allowed him to resist its effects.

The Pope's eyes burned with determination as he exerted more strength on his heavy mace, trying to overpower Wang Jian. However, to his frustration, the mace wouldn't budge, and he was forced to pull back.

Seizing the opportunity, Wang Jian's right hand surged forward, aiming for the Pope's vulnerable gut. His strike was imbued with peak-level insights of the Laws of Flames, rendering it immensely destructive.

The Pope had to rely on his mastery of the Water Element, enveloping himself in water infused with peak-level insights to mitigate the damage.

Even so, Wang Jian's strike carried enough power to inflict significant harm. It jolted the Pope's entire body, causing his organs to tremble within him.

However, the Pope showed resilience as he maintained the water barrier around him. With a fierce glare, he chanted, "Divine Retribution!" This unleashed a pillar of pure Holy Light that engulfed Wang Jian.

Wang Jian was taken aback as he felt his energy being rapidly eroded by the Holy Light. Upon closer examination, he realized that it was not merely eroding his energy but purifying it.

His shock intensified as the Pope's heavy mace struck his chest, sending him hurtling through the air.

In mid-flight, Wang Jian caught sight of the Pope, his mace aimed directly at him, a maniacal grin adorning his face.

It was then that Wang Jian understood the Pope's intention.

"Holy Water Shot!" the Pope cried, unleashing a torrent of water with incredible speed, threatening to pierce Wang Jian's body.

Yet, despite the dire predicament, Wang Jian's lips curled into a knowing smile. "So, that's all you're capable of?" he murmured, raising his hand to conjure a radiant orange orb of pure flames.

The fiery orb emitted scorching solar flames that met the incoming Holy Water Shot, effortlessly evaporating the powerful water attack.

Just as Wang Jian was about to attack the Pope again and test more of his techniques, he stopped as his attention was drawn to the intense battle between Yue Yanling, the Grand Elder, and the two Divine Messengers of the Church. The situation seemed dire for his allies.

One of the Divine Messengers skillfully wielded a Heavy Chained Flail, keeping Yue Yanling on the defensive as she struggled to counter his relentless strikes.

Meanwhile, the other Divine Messenger relied on his sharp eyesight to launch arrows infused with the Holy Attribute, piercing through the defenses of both Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder.

Their injuries were taking a toll, draining their energy rapidly. The Heavy Chained Flail had dealt painful blows, causing them to bleed profusely, while the Holy Attribute arrows further weakened them.

However, Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder were not ones to be easily defeated. They fought back valiantly, their attacks landing on the Divine Messengers as well.

Yue Yanling extended her staff, infusing it with the essence of peak-level insights of Wood, and delivered a series of powerful strikes against the Divine Messenger wielding the Heavy Chained Flail.

The Divine Messenger's body bore the marks of injuries and bruises, a testament to the impact of Yue Yanling's attack.

Meanwhile, the Grand Elder utilized her spear to unleash swift bursts of invisible wind infused with peak-level insights in the Wind Element.

This not only disrupted the trajectory of the Holy Attribute arrows heading towards her, but it also inflicted deep cuts on the Divine Messenger wielding the Longbow.

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The Divine Messengers possessed the ability to heal themselves through the Holy Attribute.

Though their Healing Ability paled in comparison to Han Xifeng's, it was still sufficient to mend the injuries they had suffered thus far in their clash against Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder.

This gave them an advantage in the battle, as they could recover and continue fighting, gradually wearing down their opponents.

Realizing that Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder were at risk of losing their battle against the Divine Messengers, Wang Jian knew he had to take action swiftly. With a confident grin, he raised his hand and formed a hand-seal, preparing to unleash his ultimate technique.

"I guess it's time I ended this," he declared, focusing his energy.

Scorching Solar Incineration Domain!

As he activated the domain, intense orange solar flames engulfed the vicinity, their searing heat capable of incinerating everything in their path. Even the distant trees began to ignite, consumed by the scorching power of the domain.

Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder looked relieved as they saw Wang Jian's domain spreading around them. They knew that fighting against a domain was a daunting task, even for Emperor Realm experts. A domain had the ability to dominate and weaken all other laws within its range. If the opponent shared the same elemental affinity as the one conjuring the domain, they would find it nearly impossible to utilize their own element to harm their adversary. The one who controlled the domain became the ultimate ruler of that element within its boundaries.

To counter a domain, there were limited methods available. One approach was to utilize one's own qi to directly oppose the expert wielding the domain. However, this method was not recommended unless one's qi was significantly powerful. The expert with the domain had the advantage of combining their qi with their elemental prowess, making them a formidable opponent.

The second method was to expand one's own domain, as the clash of two domains would be determined by their strength and refinement. Factors such as compatibility and the laws of the surrounding area could also influence the outcome. For instance, a water-type domain launched near a volcano would be considerably weaker than a flame-type domain due to the overwhelming presence of flame essence.

The third method involved creating a Simple Domain using pure qi, which could create a localized area within the opponent's domain where the power of the laws returned to normal levels. This allowed the user to conjure defensive measures against the opponent's overwhelming attacks within their domain. However, the Simple Domain had limitations, such as its restricted range and difficulty in utilizing it for offensive purposes. The user's only hope was to wait for the opponent to exhaust their energy and dispel their domain.

Lastly, there was a highly complex technique that involved enveloping one's Elemental Energy in a thin barrier around their body. This required intense concentration, as the flow of elemental energy could not disperse for even a second without dire consequences. However, this method allowed the user to directly confront an opponent and their domain, inflicting significant damage.

As Wang Jian's Scorching Solar Incineration Domain expanded, engulfing the Pope and the two Divine Messengers, they showed no signs of worry.

Wang Jian narrowed his eyes, observing their calm demeanor. In unison, the three of them raised their weapons, causing a blinding flash of light to emanate from their weapons.

Wang Jian's eyes widened as he sensed the immense power of domains within these three weapons. Strangely, the power seemed to stem from a unified domain.

"Radiant Illumination Divine Domain!" The voices of the church members resonated simultaneously, their proclamation shaking the air.

The blinding light emitted by their weapons spread, interweaving and merging with one another as it confronted Wang Jian's Scorching Solar Incineration Domain.

ραndαsΝοvεl.cοm Wang Jian felt a tremendous strain on his body as he realized that the Radiant Illumination Divine Domain was gradually overpowering his own domain.

Even the Pope and the Divine Messengers couldn't help but express shock. They had believed that their release of the Radiant Illumination Divine Domain would easily overpower Wang Jian's domain. However, to their astonishment, Wang Jian's domain proved to be a formidable opponent as it fiercely fought back.

Their shock stemmed from the fact that their weapons were imbued with the power of the Radiant God's Spirit itself.

They had never expected a mortal in this world to possess a domain capable of rivaling the domain of the Radiant God's Spirit. Yet, here it was, happening before their eyes.

Aware that his domain was gradually weakening, Wang Jian knew he needed swift intervention.

"I guess I need some external assistance..." Wang Jian muttered under his breath.

In response, his body unleashed the Solarstorm Tempest Abyss Dragon.

The formidable Seven-Headed Dragon Spirit made its presence known on the battlefield, roaring with power.

One of its heads emitted a tremendous surge of Flame Essence, strengthening Wang Jian's domain.

With this boost, Wang Jian's Scorching Solar Incineration Domain fully suppressed the Radiant Illumination Divine Domain, causing it to dissipate.

Now, the Pope and the two Divine Messengers were completely enveloped in Wang Jian's Scorching Solar Incineration Domain, each one wearing a terrified expression. They were powerless against the overwhelming might of his domain.

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Once he had dealt with the Radiant Illumination Divine Domain, the battle between Wang Jian and the three leaders of the Church became completely one-sided.

Wang Jian unleashed a brutal assault, leaving them badly beaten and burned, rendering them unable to conjure their Holy Attribute.

By the end of the battlefield, the three Church leaders were left with charred bodies, their once-holy visages now unrecognizable. Meanwhile, Wang Jian sat nonchalantly on a large stone, with Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder of the Lotus Blossom Sect standing behind him.

"You know, it's quite troublesome that I can't simply kill you," Wang Jian remarked in a bored tone, as if discussing the weather. "If I were to do so, the Everlasting Mystical Empire would likely lose this war against the demons. I cannot allow that to happen."

One of the charred bodies attempted to grumble, but their burned throats and tongues prevented any coherent speech.

"Don't bother trying to speak. Just focus on staying alive," Wang Jian coldly remarked.

He continued, musing aloud, "Now, what should I do with you three? If I heal you and let you go, you'll surely come up with more foolish schemes and attempt to attack my faction. Dealing with your nonsense every day would be a hassle. So, I've come up with a solution to this problem."

Wang Jian conjured three small orange orbs infused with peak-level insights of the Flame Attribute.

"It's ironic that you three inspired this technique, and now you shall suffer the consequences," Wang Jian said, holding out one of the orbs.

"These are orbs of pure Flame Elemental Essence, infused with my peak-level insights of the Flame Attribute," he explained.

Expanding his domain from his body, Wang Jian's domain was astonishingly absorbed into the three orbs.

"Now, these orbs possess the power of my domain. I will merge them with your heads, allowing me to keep track of your every move and giving me the power to end your lives at any moment I desire. So, I suggest you refrain from any suspicious actions that would force me to resort to this drastic measure," Wang Jian spoke with a devious grin.

"Naturally, any attempt to remove or tamper with these orbs will result in the expansion of my domain within your heads. I don't think I need to explain what the consequences of that would be," he warned with deadly calmness.

Even the most foolish person could guess the outcome if the domain expanded within their heads. Their brains would be instantly fried, leaving them incapable of any action, resulting in immediate death.

The three orbs were swiftly absorbed and fused with the heads of the Church members.

Despite their charred bodies, their consciousness remained intact, which sensed the overwhelming power of the flames within Wang Jian's domain contained in those orbs.

"Now... all that's left is to heal you three. Well, that should be easy enough. I'll simply unseal your cultivation and allow you to utilize your Holy Attribute. I'm sure individuals of your caliber can heal your bodies. And if you can't, well, that's no longer my concern," Wang Jian spoke with indifference.

He proceeded to unseal the cultivation of the Pope and the two Divine Messengers.

The Divine Messengers immediately tapped into the healing abilities of their Holy Attribute to mend their bodies. Soon, the Pope followed suit, and the three of them restored themselves to full health.

Once they were back to full strength, the three of them glared at Wang Jian with seething hatred.

One of the Divine Messengers couldn't contain his anger and said, "...You have committed a grave sin by raising your hand against esteemed members of the Church of Divine Light. You will suffer heavenly retribution!"

Wang Jian's face remained bored as he stared at the Divine Messenger who had spoken and nonchalantly snapped his finger.

ραndαsΝοvεl.cοm In an instant, the head of the Divine Messenger who had uttered the threat exploded, reducing his brain to ashes and tearing the rest of his body into pieces.

With the same indifferent expression, Wang Jian then turned his gaze to the Pope and the other surviving Divine Messenger, speaking coldly, "Anyone else got something to say? If so, I can make this quick. While I need you to stay alive for the Empire to win against the demons, don't think for a second that I won't kill you if you become a nuisance. I can end your lives for the smallest of reasons. That's how close you are to death at this very moment."

"Even if you die, I'll simply find another way to defeat the demons. It'll just be a bit troublesome for me, that's all," Wang Jian concluded, his expression remaining disinterested yet cold.

The Pope and the Divine Messenger gulped nervously as they stared at their fallen comrade, never expecting Wang Jian to be so ruthless. The reality of witnessing him actually kill a Divine Messenger shook them to their core.

"Now, I want you to sign this contract," Wang Jian stated calmly, extending the Golden Radiance Oath Scroll, a binding agreement that not even Emperor Realm experts could break.

The scroll detailed the conditions for sparing their lives: they could never disclose or discuss anything about what had transpired on the battlefield to anyone, not even their Radiant God. Additionally, they were forbidden from harming anyone from Wang Jian's faction.I think you should take a look at ραΠdαsnovel.cοm

Reading the terms on the scroll, the Pope and the Divine Messenger felt a sense of apprehension and terror. The fact that Wang Jian had this scroll prepared in advance indicated that he had anticipated this very scenario.

Reluctantly, they signed the scroll under Wang Jian's watchful gaze.

Satisfied with their compliance, Wang Jian allowed them to leave.

However, their battle with the Church leaders had not gone unnoticed, and many Emperor Realm experts were on their way to the scene.

Turning to Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder, Wang Jian asked, "You should be able to handle them, right?"

"Yes, Your Highness. Please leave this task to us," Yue Yanling replied, placing her hand on her chest.

The recent fight against the Church had only strengthened Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder's belief that obeying all of Wang Jian's commands, including becoming the objects of his sexual and carnal desires, was the best decision they could have made.

After Wang Jian left the battlefield and returned to his faction's camp using Spatial Movement, Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder of the Lotus Blossom Sect informed the Emperor Realm experts who had arrived about the encounter with the suspicious men who had attempted to infiltrate Wang Jian's faction.

They recounted the fierce battle they had fought and how the assailants had eventually retreated without leaving a trace.

Of course, during their explanation, they omitted the fact that Wang Jian had dealt with one of the Divine Messengers so brutally.

Instead, they only mentioned that there had been some injuries on both sides, but the attackers had managed to escape.

The Emperor Realm experts listened attentively but didn't press for further details.

They knew that it was a tense and chaotic battlefield with three factions that were rivals to each other, and such skirmishes were not uncommon.

After exchanging a few more words, the Emperor Realm experts returned to their respective positions, keeping a watchful eye on any potential threats.

Meanwhile, the Pope issued a statement the following day, claiming that there had been a disaster at the cathedral, and one of the Divine Messengers had been dispatched to handle it.

Although some people found the explanation suspicious, they had no choice but to accept it, given the chaotic state of the war and the high stakes involved.

In truth, the Pope was trying to cover up the loss of one of their Divine Messengers, fearing that revealing the truth would create panic and further damage their reputation.

So, the people reluctantly accepted the explanation, even though doubts lingered in their minds.

It was crucial for Wang Jian to deal with the Pope and the two Divine Messengers and have them sign the contract, as their potential interference could have posed a threat to his faction. With them bound by the Golden Radiance Oath Scroll, he knew they wouldn't dare to harm his faction during his absence.

Otherwise, it would have prevented him from utilizing the Teleportation Formation to warp himself to his palace in the capital as the Pope and the two Divine Messengers could have harmed his faction during his absence.

With the completion of the Teleportation Formation, crafted by the talented members of the Liu Family, Wang Jian seized the opportunity to utilize it and travel to the capital. This was a pivotal moment for him.

As Wang Jian arrived in the capital, he could sense a gradual return to calmness after the recent turmoil caused by the prisoners and members of rebellious groups.

However, this calmness wasn't solely due to the efforts of the guards and soldiers of the Everlasting Mystical Empire in apprehending the prisoners.

Many of the dangerous criminals had gone underground, evading capture, and further complicating the situation.

These elusive convicts had managed to join various banned organizations within the Empire, including the notorious Crimson Cult and the enigmatic Silent Death. Their infiltration into these groups made it even more challenging for the Empire's wide-reaching information network to track them down.

The presence of these hidden criminals added an extra layer of danger and uncertainty to the entire Empire.

As he understood the situation in the capital, Wang Jian's body blended into the shadows as he disappeared.

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On the same night that Wang Jian returned to his palace in the Royal Capital, a shocking incident sent waves of panic throughout the Empire.

The Empress and the Second Queen, who held significant positions as the Emperor's main and secondary wives respectively, mysteriously vanished from their palaces.

The Empress, who was the mother of the Crown Prince Wang Hao, and the Second Queen, who was the mother of the Second Princess Wang Ying, held significant influence within the Empire, and it was their relentless pleas that led to the imprisonment of Wang Jian's mother, Bai Liqin, within the dreaded Azure Rocks Silent Dungeon.

In the midst of the chaos caused by the Devil Forces' attack and the mass liberation of prisoners from various prisons around the capital, the Emperor's faction found itself severely short-handed in terms of guards and security personnel.

It was precisely during this tumultuous period that the Empress and Second Queen were abducted.

The audacious captor responsible for this shocking act was none other than Wang Jian himself. It was time for him to exact revenge on these two women for their meddling with his faction.

In a secluded, underground chamber designed to be soundproof, the Empress and the Second Queen regained consciousness. They found themselves standing in a well-lit room, their limbs shackled by unyielding steel-like-alloy chains that resisted their attempts to break free.

As their eyes adjusted to the eerie glow, the two women's horrified gazes locked upon each other's naked and exposed forms.

The Empress exuded an air of captivating beauty that could mesmerize all those who saw her. Her long, lustrous blue hair cascaded down her back like a flowing waterfall, shimmering under the soft glow of the orange lights in the chamber.

Beneath her perfectly arched brows, her sharp red eyes glimmered with an alluring intensity, reminiscent of a smoldering flame. They held an indescribable depth, captivating the hearts of those who dared to meet her gaze.

The Empress possessed a figure that could only be described as a work of art, adorned with wonderous curves that accentuated her femininity. Her voluptuous body seemed sculpted by the gods themselves, every curve carefully crafted to inspire desire and admiration.

Beside the Empress stood the Second Queen, a vision of elegance and charm. Her long, flowing blonde hair cascaded down her back in gentle waves, gleaming like strands of pure sunlight.

Her captivating purple pupils, like rare gemstones, shone with a hypnotic brilliance. They seemed to hold secrets untold, captivating the hearts of all who were fortunate enough to meet her gaze.

The Second Queen's figure was no less enchanting than that of the Empress. Generational beauty seemed to course through her veins, bestowing upon her a captivating allure. Her form was adorned with elegant curves, each one perfectly accentuated to capture the imagination of all who beheld her. Her slender waist tapered into gentle curves, harmonizing with her ample bosom and graceful hips, creating a silhouette that embodied femininity and grace.

Both the Empress and the Second Queen possessed a rare beauty that transcended time. Their voluptuous bodies, wonderous curves, and generational allure made them the epitome of elegance and sensuality.

And at this moment, both these women were in an unknown underground chamber. The remnants of their torn garments lay before them, a deliberate act of humiliation perpetrated by the unseen captor.

Despite possessing the strength of Lord Realm experts, the two women couldn't sense their qi, rendering them powerless in this moment of captivity.

For the first few hours, the Empress and the Second Queen screamed at the top of their lungs, desperately hoping that someone would hear their pleas and come to their rescue.

While their nakedness caused them embarrassment, their main concern was their imminent danger. They would endure any humiliation if it meant escaping this grim predicament.

Yet, as time wore on, exhaustion and hopelessness settled in. They began to doubt that anyone would come to their aid, draining their energy and resolve.

In their shared predicament, the Empress and the Second Queen conversed, attempting to unravel the mystery of their captor's identity.

"Could it be one of those escaped prisoners filled with vengeance against the Emperor? Perhaps they seek to exact their revenge by humiliating us," the Second Queen speculated, her voice laced with anxiety.

The Empress clenched her teeth angrily as she spoke, "To think those lowly convicts managed to breach the Palace's security! Once I regain my freedom, I will ensure they suffer the most severe punishments."

"You will subject me to severe punishments? I guess then I definitely can't let you leave," A deep, manly voice reverberated through the underground chamber, causing both women to snap their heads in the direction of the sound. Their eyes widened in disbelief as they beheld the figure approaching them, a figure they knew all too well. It was the Seventh Prince, Wang Jian himself, standing before them without a mask or disguise.

The Empress and the Second Queen exchanged incredulous glances before speaking in unison, their voices filled with shock, "No... It can't be! You're Prince Wang Jian!"

The Second Queen added, her voice trembling with disbelief. "But how can this be? You and your faction left for the battlefield!"

The Empress, her tone cold and unyielding, demanded answers, "What is the meaning of this, Wang Jian? How dare you capture us and subject us to such treatment?"

Wang Jian's lips curled into a wicked smile as he spoke, his voice laced with both malice and amusement, "Hmm, which question should I answer first? Let's indulge the Empress first since she holds the esteemed position. The meaning behind this is simple enough, Empress. I have captured you both, and I intend to violate your alluring bodies. As for the reason, consider it my revenge for your role in orchestrating the imprisonment of my dear mother."

However, his expression turned wretched as he stood in front of the Empress's naked body, "Actually, between the three of us, revenge for my mother is merely a convenient excuse. The truth is, I wanted to have some fun with your enticing bodies." His voice dripped with perverse delight as he revealed his motive.

And just for some fun, Wang Jian brought his left hand forward and groped the Empress's huge breasts that had been swaying every time her body moved even slightly.

For his amusement, Wang Jian extended his left hand and boldly groped the Empress's ample breasts, firmly grasping and aggressively fondling them.

The Empress's eyes widened in shock as she felt his touch, her body instinctively responding to his advances. She wriggled, desperately trying to stifle her moans, and even attempted to bend her legs to conceal her growing arousal.

Amidst her defiance, Wang Jian let out a wicked laugh. "You are truly a lewd woman. Even in this situation, you're getting excited."

"Shut up! That's not true!!" the Empress retorted loudly and defiantly.

SMACK! SMACK!

The sound of two sharp slaps echoed through the underground chamber.

It was Wang Jian delivering two forceful smacks to the Empress's buttocks, his wicked grin intact. Her supple curves jiggled enticingly in response.

With a gleam of satisfaction in his eyes, Wang Jian declared, "It's not nice to lie."

He then turned his attention to the trembling Second Queen, who was consumed by terror. Wang Jian's face twisted into an evil grin as he spoke, "As for your question, Second Queen, I did go to the battlefield, but I returned from there. It was all part of my plan to abduct both of you after causing chaos within the Empire by releasing those convicts. "

The Empress and the Second Queen gasped in disbelief, their voices trembling as they spoke in unison, "N-No way... Y-You are the one who freed those prisoners!"

The widening smile on Wang Jian's face confirmed their worst fears.

In that moment, their resolve shattered, and any hope of rescue faded away.

They realized that Wang Jian was prepared for the worst and there was no escape from his clutches.

Realizing resistance would be futile, they chose not to fight back, knowing that Wang Jian would violate them regardless of their resistance.

At that moment, Wang Jian refrained from employing his usual depraved techniques, such as the Enchanting Pheromones or the Blissful Touch. He didn't want them to experience any pleasure during this ordeal. Instead, he wanted them to feel nothing but pain, hatred, and despair – to feel utterly powerless and accept their fate as his captives.

Softly muttering to himself, Wang Jian's words seemed to echo in the Empress and Second Queen's ears, sending shivers down their spines. "I truly hope you don't break too soon," he whispered, his voice laced with a sadistic undertone.

The Underground Chamber was soon filled with a cacophony of depraved moans, punctuated by the sounds of smacks, screams of pain, and a multitude of lewd noises.

For the next twelve hours, Wang Jian showed no mercy, being extremely rough during their sexual intercourse, until they were utterly drained and lost consciousness.

Afterward, Wang Jian administered one of his healing medicines to ensure their bodies could recover properly before departing the Underground Chamber. It was dawn, and he knew he had to return to the battlefield.

Activating the Teleportation Formation within his palace, he vanished from the capital and returned to the battlefield, leaving behind the two broken women, their bodies and spirits ravaged.

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The news of the Empress's and the Second Queen's abduction sent shockwaves of chaos throughout the capital, leaving the Emperor in a state of frenzy.

He couldn't fathom how someone could dare to commit such an audacious act against his primary and secondary wives!

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Their mission became an all-consuming obsession, and they spared no effort in their search, turning the entire Empire upside down.

As the Emperor's faction raised hell, they left no stone unturned, relentlessly pursuing leads and interrogating individuals from various rebellious groups.

Many of these groups faced the wrath of the Emperor's forces, leading to violent confrontations and merciless slaughter.

Even secret and important locations tied to powerful organizations, sects, and clans were forcefully searched, revealing a web of evil deeds.

Yet, despite their ferocious pursuit, the intended targets remained elusive.

Driven by desperation, the Emperor offered an unprecedented reward in exchange for any information about the whereabouts of the Empress and the Second Queen.

The reward was none other than a chance to choose anything from the Royal Treasury.

This act demonstrated the depths of the Emperor's despair and determination to retrieve his wives, regardless of the cost.

All the cultivators who hadn't yet left for the battlefield to fight against the devil forces began to search for the Empress and the Second Queen to get this reward. The Royal Treasury possessed artifacts and resources of unimaginable value. Each one of those could completely transform their fate if they acquired it.

Unfortunately, even as these cultivators joined the search along with the Emperor's faction, they failed to find any sign of the Empress or the Second Queen. They even utilized the artifacts that could sense Qi and Spiritual Energy and checked out both the Palaces where the Empress and the Second Queen resided respectively.

However, they came up empty handed as the assailant seemed to not have left behind any clues or traces for them to follow.

Meanwhile, the battlefield between the Empire's Royal Factions and the devils grew even more chaotic.

At this moment, Wang Ying had given her answer to Ye Chen and Zyrithia. It was a resounding no!

Moreover, she revealed her true intentions when activating a ruthless trap her faction had prepared in advance to slaughter Ye Chen and Zyrithia.

The trap proved deadly, claiming the lives of seven King Realm Devils and hundreds of Lord Realm demons.

However, it fell short of its intended targets, as Ye Chen and Zyrithia managed to escape, aided by Zyrithia's Ancestral Nether Curse Scythe that broke the barrier surrounding them. Their swift speed enabled them to evade the clutches of the trap.

Ye Chen found himself overwhelmed with distress and fury at Wang Ying's treacherous actions.

While he had plans of betrayal as well, being deceived first clouded his judgment, making him blind to his own hypocrisy.

He harbored hatred towards Wang Ying, convinced he was justified in doing so, oblivious to his own narrow-mindedness.

With their negotiations with Wang Ying's faction having failed, Ye Chen and Zyrithia were left with no choice but to shift their focus to a different battlefield. The central battlefield where the Crown Prince's faction clashed with the elite Devil Clans was an incredibly perilous and deadly place. Even King Realm experts like Ye Chen and Zyrithia could easily meet their end if they were even slightly careless.

Both of them understood that their presence in the central battlefield would force the Devil Emperors to divert their attention to protect them, potentially exposing them to greater danger amidst the chaos. The wise decision was to first deal with the Emperor Realm experts of the Empire to minimize risks.

Hence, Ye Chen and Zyrithia's group was directed to concentrate their efforts on the third part of the battlefield. While they could have continued their confrontation with Wang Ying's faction in the first part, they realized it was not in their favor. Wang Ying's faction had managed to gain the upper hand by leveraging their terrain advantage and adapting to their techniques.

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The devils had been on the decline in the third part ever since the Seventh Prince, Wang Jian, dealt with the Third Prince, Wang Chen, who had collaborated with the devils. In an effort to turn the tide, Ye Chen and Zyrithia were tasked with analyzing and improving the devil forces' standing in this area.

The situation on the third part of the battlefield was critical, and both Ye Chen and Zyrithia understood the weight of their responsibilities. They had to strategize and fight intelligently to aid the devils in regaining the upper hand against the Empire's forces.

Unbeknownst to Ye Chen, Wang Jian was well-prepared for their confrontation. As soon as Ye Chen and Zyrithia's group breached the barrier and entered the third part of the battlefield, Wang Jian sensed their presence. A wide grin spread across his face, and he wasted no time activating his Spatial Movement Skill to warp to their location.

When Ye Chen and Zyrithia's group arrived, they were accompanied by three powerful Devil Emperors who immediately clashed with Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder of the Lotus Blossom Sect. As the Emperor Realm experts engaged in their fierce battles, Ye Chen and Zyrithia's group faced skilled warriors from Wang Jian's faction, led by formidable women from his harem who possessed peak-level insights into their respective elements.

The battlefield became a chaotic whirlwind of power and skills, with Wang Jian's faction seemingly dominating the encounter. Ye Chen and Zyrithia's group, however, managed to hold their ground and preserve their lives by utilizing the rare artifacts they possessed.

Zyrithia wielded the Ancestral Nether Curse Scythe, granting her a myriad of abilities that greatly enhanced her range of techniques. This powerful weapon proved to be a valuable asset in the fierce battle.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen possessed several rare artifacts from the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan, including the Sea King's Devil Blade and the Ring of Pure Water. These artifacts allowed him to unleash devastating attacks while also providing him with defensive capabilities to protect his body from harm.

As the battle raged on, both sides displayed their mastery of skills and techniques, determined to gain the upper hand.

As the intense battle raged on, a sudden sound of clapping echoed across the battlefield, catching everyone's attention. All eyes turned to the source of the sound, and the expressions of Wang Jian's faction were filled with delight, while Ye Chen and Zyrithia's group wore grim expressions.

To their astonishment, it was Wang Jian himself who stood there, a wide grin on his face as he leisurely approached the site of the ongoing battle. As he drew near, an aura of unreal pressure emanated from his body, the Dragon's Prestige (Level 3) radiating power that made even the devils from Ye Chen and Zyrithia's group unconsciously back off.

Ignoring Ye Chen and Zyrithia for the moment, Wang Jian focused his attention on Chen Yiyan and the other members of his harem, who greeted him with excitement and pride.

Chen Yiyan couldn't contain her enthusiasm as she spoke, "Did you see my attack? I can finally execute those techniques without relying on any artifacts! I'm beginning to grasp my true power."

In response, Wang Jian smiled, genuinely pleased with her progress, "You have indeed grown stronger. I'm truly delighted to witness your progress."

He then turned to addressing his other harem members, commending them on their progress as well.

While Wang Jian was engrossed in conversation with his women, Ye Chen and Zyrithia exchanged a knowing look and subtly nodded at each other, communicating their plan for a sneak attack on Wang Jian while his back was turned.

They believed this might be their chance to finally deal with him once and for all.

However, as they moved to execute their plan, Wang Jian abruptly turned his head, his gaze locking onto them with a cold, calculating stare.

In an instant, he unleashed his peak-level insights of the Wind Element, sending a powerful wind attack hurtling towards both Ye Chen and Zyrithia.

Despite Ye Chen's quick attempt to counter with his own Wind Element techniques infused with potent Demonic Qi, they were both overwhelmed by Wang Jian's might, hurtling away from the battlefield with great force.

With a swift movement, Wang Jian disappeared from his previous spot and reappeared right in front of Ye Chen and Zyrithia, his expression bearing a somewhat conceited grin. "You really don't learn, do you? I'm getting tired of defeating you every time you come and mess with my faction," he taunted Ye Chen.

Undeterred, Ye Chen glared back at Wang Jian and defiantly shouted, "This time will be different! I will emerge victorious!"

Meanwhile, Zyrithia had wasted no time, pointing her Scythe at Wang Jian and activating a cursed technique. A flurry of chains crafted from pure demonic qi shot out from the Scythe, ensnaring Wang Jian in their malevolent grip.

Taking a breath of relief, Zyrithia began to explain her move to Wang Jian, her voice dripping with satisfaction, "... You have finally been struck by my cursed technique. Soulbane Obliteration targets your very essence, binding your soul to a malevolent demonic entity. This entity will gradually drain your life-force and strength. The more you resist, the faster your life essence will be siphoned away. In short, you are doomed. Give up now!"

To the surprise of Zyrithia and her companions, Wang Jian raised a brow, an amused smile playing on his lips. "A curse, huh? That's an interesting method of attack. But unfortunately, it won't work against me," he stated.

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A towering demonic entity, standing nearly five meters tall with a dark and ethereal form, materialized above Wang Jian's head. Its clawed appendages seemed poised to engulf him, draining his life essence and strength.

This malevolent manifestation was none other than the true form of Zyrithia's deadly Soulbane Obliteration Curse, which had struck Wang Jian.

With a confident grin, Wang Jian spoke aloud, "Normally, dealing with a curse through sheer strength is impossible, especially when the curse is powerful and wielded by a skilled user. But for something like this…"

The conceited grin on his face widened as he snapped his finger.

With a swift snap of his fingers, the scene transformed before their eyes. The immense demonic entity, seemingly on the brink of engulfing Wang Jian entirely, was effortlessly sliced apart by Wang Jian's peak level insights in Wind Element.

At this very moment, Wang Jian was deliberately restraining his true power, employing only the cultivation strength of a King Realm expert. This cunning tactic was aimed at concealing his true power as an Emperor Realm expert, keeping his full potential veiled from his opponents.

As the dust settled, Ye Chen and Zyrithia looked on with a mix of awe and astonishment.

As the dust settled, Wang Jian maintained his air of superiority, looking at his adversaries with amusement dancing in his eyes. He gloated, "You two really don't stand a chance against me. How amusing to witness your futile attempts."

Ye Chen's resolve hardened as he met Wang Jian's gaze with determination. He retorted, "Don't get too cocky, Wang Jian."

Zyrithia's eyes burned with intensity as she added, "You may be powerful, but we have our own strengths."

Wang Jian chuckled, clearly unfazed by their bravado. "You're free to try," he taunted, his confidence unwavering.

In that critical moment, Ye Chen's entire being seemed to channel the raw power of the Storm Devil energy. The intensity of his aura reminded Wang Jian of Tristan, the formidable heir of the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan, whom he had faced in the Sacred Dominion.

Yet, Ye Chen's power appeared even more substantial, overbearing, and pure compared to Tristan's.

Unlike Tristan, who resorted to a forbidden technique to borrow the might of the Storm Devil God, Ye Chen possessed the pure bloodline of the Storm Devil God, allowing him to harness this power without any adverse consequences.

In a dramatic surge, Ye Chen's cultivation soared from the sixth stage of the King Realm to the ninth stage, causing his qi to become unbelievably dense.

The insights of his Storm Element intensified to the level of peak-level insights, further reinforced by the overbearing demonic qi coursing through him. In this state, Ye Chen became an unparalleled force, a truly dangerous opponent.

Wang Jian, despite his composure, couldn't help but gaze at Ye Chen with seriousness.

'As expected of a protagonist. His abilities allow him to contend against someone an entire realm above his own,' Wang Jian thought seriously.

Meanwhile, Wang Jian's harem members were deeply concerned as they felt the incredible power pulsating from Ye Chen.

Fearing that Wang Jian might be overpowered, the women in his harem stepped forward, determined to aid him in the upcoming battle against Ye Chen.

However, Wang Jian's composed demeanor reassured them, "...Attack that Devil Princess and capture her. Leave this guy to me."

With a worried tone, Chen Yiyan questioned, "B-but…Will you really be okay, husband?"

"Absolutely," Wang Jian responded confidently.

He then turned to Hong Meilin and Han Xifeng, instructing them, "You both need to stay vigilant and immediately purify any curse that she utilizes on our side."

Assuredly, Hong Meilin and Han Xifeng nodded, with Hong Meilin saying, "You can rest assured that nobody will be hurt as long as we are here!"

A smile played on Wang Jian's lips as he replied, "Good."

However, before the situation could escalate further, Ye Chen interjected with a cold tone, "Are you done saying your last words?" His words carried an unreal power, adding to the tension on the battlefield.

Unfazed, Wang Jian gazed at Ye Chen with nonchalance and retorted, "...Your power is certainly impressive. But it's still not great enough to allow yourself to be conceited in front of me."

With those words, Wang Jian abruptly disappeared from his spot, utilizing Spatial Movement to reappear beside Ye Chen.

He touched Ye Chen, and in an instant, both of them vanished from their original positions.

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In this location, Wang Jian had the freedom to unleash his full power without worrying about harming his own faction members. It was the perfect opportunity for him to utilize his Domain!

To maintain the façade of a King Realm expert, Wang Jian restrained the Domain's effect to match that level. This way, he could easily handle Ye Chen's current power boost while concealing his true Emperor Realm cultivation.

Ye Chen had enveloped the entire area with dense, dark clouds crackling with purple lightning. Determination blazed in his eyes as he prepared a formidable attack. "This time, I will definitely win and kill you here!" he declared confidently, ready to unleash his might.

Unfazed, Wang Jian smirked and expanded his own Domain, the Scorching Solar Incineration Domain. The moment it was activated, intense solar flames surged out of Wang Jian's body, spreading across an extensive area.

Several devils were caught within the Domain, and weaker demons instantly ignited upon contact with its deadly power. The scope of destruction left by this Domain was awe-inspiring.

The dark clouds that Ye Chen had conjured in the sky began to disintegrate upon encountering the scorching heat emanating from Wang Jian's Domain. It was a clear indication of the overwhelming power contained within those flames.

ραΠdαsΝοvεl ƈοm Desperate to reduce the domain's potency, Ye Chen unleashed a torrent of waves, utilizing his Peak-Level Insights in Water Element. However, to his shock, the water was instantly vaporized upon contact, leaving no trace behind.

Unfortunately, when this water came in contact with Wang Jian's domain, it was completely evaporated without leaving a trace.

This sight shocked Ye Chen to no ends as he never expected those flames to be so powerful. It was only then he realized the true power of those flames.

Realization struck Ye Chen as he exclaimed in horror, "No way… T-That's a domain!"

Wang Jian confirmed it with a sly smirk, "Correct."

He pointed his index finger at Ye Chen, conjuring a small fireball that hovered menacingly over his fingertip before he launched it at Ye Chen.

In his Storm Devil God mode, Ye Chen initially believed he could effortlessly dodge the incoming fireball by swiftly evading its path.

However, his eyes widened in shock as the fireball rapidly expanded with each passing moment, growing to such immense proportions that it engulfed the entire area where Ye Chen could possibly escape.

As Ye Chen attempted to utilize his movement technique to avoid the incoming fireball, he made a startling discovery - his usually swift movements were noticeably sluggish.

A moment of realization struck him; this was the effect of the domain!

Wang Jian's Scorching Solar Incineration Domain had suppressed the power of Ye Chen's elements to the point where he could barely muster 10% of their true might.

Faced with the unstoppable fireball hurtling towards him, Ye Chen knew evasion was futile. Determination etched on his face as he mustered all his qi and gritted his teeth while preparing to endure the impending onslaught of this massive fireball.

Thankfully, in addition to his Devil Bloodline from a powerful Devil Clan, Ye Chen had cultivated the formidable Divine Bone Transformation Art, greatly bolstering his endurance.

Upon impact, the fireball's devastating power ravaged Ye Chen, inflicting unbearable pain upon him. His body convulsed involuntarily, and a pained howl escaped his lips, a testament to the sheer agony he was experiencing.

Burning pain was notorious for being one of the deadliest torments a human could endure, and Ye Chen's resilience was tested to its limits.

After a tense couple of seconds, the massive fireball dissipated, leaving Wang Jian to observe Ye Chen's half-charred body in the aftermath.

With a sly smile, Wang Jian remarked, "Impressive. Your tenacity is commendable. I thought you would perish under that attack, but you surprised me."

Wang Jian's eyes narrowed as he noticed Ye Chen's wounds healing before his very eyes. It intrigued him to see this recovery, which seemed to be fueled by Ye Chen's devil bloodline and an enigmatic power.

He suspected that this mysterious ability might be related to Ye Chen's talent for multiplying rare herbs, possibly allowing him to absorb the medicinal essence of these herbs directly into his body for healing.

To Wang Jian, this newfound power was nothing short of extraordinary.

Amusement danced across Wang Jian's face as he quipped, "Just one fireball brought you to this half-dead state. I wonder how you will survive the next ten."

At that moment, Ye Chen's eyes widened as he realized that he was encircled by ten fireballs, each hurtling towards him with astonishing speed.

As they closed in, their size began to swell, and Ye Chen had a sinking feeling that the power within these fireballs surpassed even the devastating force of the first one he had endured.

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The next ten fireballs that Ye Chen faced were unparalleled in their power, posing an imminent threat to his very existence.

The force behind them was so overwhelming that even his formidable Body Cultivation technique and ability to harness medicinal energy seemed insufficient to withstand the onslaught.

But just as Wang Jian had predicted, the World's Essence intervened right before disaster struck.

Ye Chen's body was suddenly engulfed in a massive surge of Demonic Qi, far surpassing the power of Wang Jian's ten fireballs infused with a King Realm expert's intensity.

This Demonic Qi was no ordinary force; it seemed to carry the essence of an Emperor Realm expert.

Wang Jian turned his gaze and saw two Devil Emperors at Ye Chen's side—one from the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan and the other from the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan.

Using his True Eyes, Wang Jian checked Ye Chen's luck. The initial value of 250,000 had been significantly reduced to 200,000.

This meant that the World's Essence had expended a substantial amount of Ye Chen's luck to save him this time.

The situation was favorable for Wang Jian.

Ye Chen's luck was now within a range where Wang Jian could potentially end his life in their next encounter.

"Who are you, human? How dare you try to kill the sole Inheritor of the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan! You are going to pay for that!" The Devil Emperor from the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan bellowed in rage, his imposing presence causing the battlefield to shudder.

Meanwhile, the Devil Emperor belonging to the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan observed Wang Jian's domain with keen interest. He was genuinely surprised to see a human who had gained insight into a domain and conjured such a refined one. This hinted at the human's extraordinary talent and affiliation with a powerful human force.

Ye Chen wasted no time in providing crucial information, "He is Wang Jian, the Seventh Prince of the Empire. He is the one who foiled our plans by dealing with the Third Prince! Capturing him will help us regain control over a significant part of the battlefield."

"The Seventh Prince?!" Both Devil Emperors were taken aback by the revelation. Excitement soon replaced their astonishment. If they could capture Wang Jian, their contribution to the war against the humans would be immense.

Deep in thought, Wang Jian pondered his options. Confronting two Devil Emperors with only his King Realm cultivation and Domain wouldn't be enough to secure victory.

Revealing his Emperor Realm cultivation was also out of the question, given the numerous demons keeping a watchful eye on the battlefield. Slaughtering them all would be impractical.

Escape was his best bet.

As the Devil Emperors closed in, Wang Jian swiftly activated his Spatial Movement infused with medium-level insights in the Laws of Space, instantly vanishing from their grasp.

His range was vast enough to safely transport him to the other side of the barrier, beyond the Devil Emperors' reach.

As Wang Jian evaded their clutches, both Devil Emperors were taken aback by his unexpected skill in Spatial Element.

If they had been aware of this ability, they could have utilized their own insights in Laws to suppress the Laws of Space, preventing Wang Jian from slipping away.

"Well, there's no medicine for regret," one of the Devil Emperors grumbled, realizing their missed opportunity.

Recovering from their initial surprise, the Devil Emperors turned their attention to Ye Chen, eager to hear the details of the intense battle with Wang Jian.

Ye Chen candidly recounted the thrilling events, leaving no detail untold.

Upon learning that their clan's heiress, Zyrithia, was on the other side of the barrier, the Devil Emperor from the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan couldn't help but feel anxious for her safety.

However, his worry soon subsided as he discovered that Zyrithia was accompanied by three powerful Devil Emperors, while Wang Jian's faction seemed to have only two Emperor Realm experts. The odds appeared to be in their favor, and he sighed with relief.

Unbeknownst to the Devil Emperor, his worry for Zyrithia's safety was not entirely unfounded.

As Wang Jian returned to his faction's side, he cunningly concealed his identity by donning a mask and a black robe.

This was the attire of the mysterious Emperor Realm expert of his faction.

With a sinister smile adorning his face, Wang Jian emerged from the shadows, ready to take on the Devil Emperors confronting Yue Yanling and the Grand Elder Yi of the Lotus Blossom Sect.I think you should take a look at ραΠdαsnovel.cοm

The battlefield pulsed with tension as Wang Jian's true prowess came into play.

With a surge of power, Wang Jian expanded his domain, unleashing the full force of the Scorching Solar Incineration Domain.

The three Devil Emperors stood no chance against the combined might of Wang Jian, Yue Yanling, and Grand Elder Yi.

In a swift and decisive battle, the Devil Emperors were mercilessly vanquished, leaving no room for escape or surrender.

With the Devil Emperors dealt with, Wang Jian's faction turned their attention to the horde of devils that had charged at the barrier.

The battlefield was a chaotic whirlwind of clashes and powers, but Wang Jian's harem members proved to be formidable adversaries, led by Chen Yiyan and Stella.

They held their own against Zyrithia, the Clan Heiress of the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan, while the rest of the women in Wang Jian's harem took on Zyrithia's comrades.

As Wang Jian joined the fray after defeating the Devil Emperors, the tables turned in favor of his faction. The devils were swiftly overpowered and, one by one, captured.

Zyrithia and her comrades stood no chance against the combined strength of Wang Jian's forces.

In the midst of the battle, the Ancestral Curseweaver Nether Scythe, a powerful artifact held by Zyrithia, was wrested from her grasp, and safely stored in Wang Jian's Spatial Ring.

The battlefield now lay silent, the victory belonging to Wang Jian and his faction.

As the battlefield fell momentarily silent, Wang Jian's mind raced with anticipation. He knew that the devils wouldn't stay passive for long. With the capture of Zyrithia, the Clan Heiress of the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan, he expected a fierce counterattack from their ranks, and he couldn't allow them to save her so easily.

Determined to thwart their plans, Wang Jian quickly devised a countermeasure. He sent a messenger to the Crown Prince's and the Second Princess's factions, requesting immediate reinforcement.

The messenger explained the dire situation at hand. Zyrithia, the esteemed Clan Heiress of the Nether Curseweaver Devil Clan, had been captured by Wang Jian's forces. This act was bound to enrage the devils, and they would surely mobilize their strongest fighters to reclaim their heiress.

Wang Jian's message urged the Crown Prince's and Second Princess's factions to send their most skilled and powerful experts to bolster his side of the battlefield immediately. With their combined forces, they could mount a formidable defense against the impending devil onslaught.

Instead of simply sending a letter, he dispatched a messenger to deliver his urgent message directly to the factions of the Crown Prince and the Second Princess. The messenger ensured that the news of Zyrithia's capture and the impending devil attack reached not just the Crown Prince or the Second Princess but also the ears of many within their factions.

With the gravity of the situation at hand, the factions were left with no choice but to act swiftly. Refusing to respond to Wang Jian's plea for aid would risk angering the Emperor, a consequence they could ill afford. Thus, they were compelled to mobilize their forces and send reinforcements to bolster Wang Jian's faction.

The night arrived, shrouding the battlefield in darkness. Like a torrential flood, hundreds, if not thousands, of devil forces surged forth, breaching the barrier from Wang Jian's side. It was a full-scale attack, a relentless assault aimed at reclaiming Zyrithia.

Among the devil forces, some of the most formidable foes were the Human Emperor Realm experts. Their presence added another layer of challenge to the already intense battle.

But Wang Jian and his faction were not alone. The timely arrival of reinforcements from the Crown Prince's and Second Princess's factions bolstered their ranks.

The Emperor Realm experts they brought with them turned the tide of the battle, providing a formidable defense against the relentless devil onslaught.

Amidst the chaos of battle, the night sky was illuminated by flashes of brilliant light as powerful techniques and devastating attacks were unleashed.

ραΠdαsΝοvεl ƈοm In a shrewd tactical move, Wang Jian strategically positioned the weaker members of his faction at the backlines or even away from the camp or even away from the immediate vicinity of the camp.

He knew all too well that their participation in this intense battle against the devil forces would be a death sentence.

While the Emperor Realm experts held the fate of the battlefield in their hands, it was Wang Jian himself, alongside his formidable harem of women, who were making the most significant impact in this conflict.

Among his harem, Chen Yiyan, Hong Meilin, and Lady Zhuoran stood out as fierce and skilled combatants against the devil forces.

Naturally, others were also causing great damage to the devil forces, but these three were the ones who were causing the most damage to the devils.

As they fought side by side with Wang Jian, their camaraderie and trust in each other were evident in every move they made.

Their coordinated attacks were nothing short of breathtaking, a synchronized dance of power and grace that left the devil forces reeling.

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