Chapter 1179, Return to the Demon Court

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

 

The Dark Rift that birthed Dark Matter was not something Yu Zi Yu could take with him.

 

He could only entrust it to Nethrûdor, ordering him to guard it well.

 

Beyond that, Yu Zi Yu also left behind a million denizens of the Realm of Darkness, spreading them throughout the Netherworld.

 

They would serve as his eyes within the Netherworld.

 

Among them, the Dark Tiger, also known as Shadow Tiger, the Commander of the Legion of Darkness, stood out most.

 

He was at the peak of Tier-5, only a step away from becoming a Half-Step Overlord.

 

At this moment, Yu Zi Yu raised his eyes and gazed at a colossal Tiger, lying quietly not far away. The Tiger radiated an indescribable aura of majesty and dread.

 

A faint smile presented on Yu Zi Yu’s lips, and he casually tossed a small portion of Dark Matter he had prepared straight toward the Tiger, saying, “This is for you…”

 

“Master…” A deep voice, tinged with excitement, rumbled from Shadow Tiger’s throat.

 

As a cultivator of the Dark Element, he knew all too well the terrifying power of Dark Matter.

 

To him, this wasn’t just a treasure. It was a Divine Relic.

 

It alone would cut the time required for him to step into Half-Step Tier-6 to no more than a month or two.

 

“You’ve done much for our Demon Court. This reward is well deserved.”

 

Then, Yu Zi Yu’s voice deepened as he gave a pointed reminder, “However, remember well, I’m leaving you here in the Netherworld to watch over the Dark Rift… and to keep Nethrûdor in check. I don’t fully trust him.”

 

Listening calmly to Shadow Tiger’s instructions, Shadow Tiger assured, repeatedly nodding his acknowledgment, “Master, as long as I draw breath, nothing shall befall the Netherworld.”

 

“Good.” Yu Zi Yu nodded lightly. He trusted him.

 

The Dark Tiger, the Commander of the Legion of Darkness, had long since earned that trust.

 

He used to follow White Tiger when he joined the Misty Mountains.

 

Later, he had even risen to become the Deputy Patriarch of the Tiger Clan.

 

From a certain perspective, Shadow Tiger could be considered one of Yu Zi Yu’s most loyal and formidable generals.

 

After all, reaching Tier-5 was no mere matter of talent.

 

And currently, he was at the peak of Tier-5?

 

His strength, combined with rare, unwavering loyalty, was exactly why Yu Zi Yu entrusted him with the Netherworld.

 

As for Nethrûdor? He was nothing more than a figurehead. The one who ruled in the light.

 

Together, one in the light and one in the shadows, they would oversee the entire Netherworld.

 

And this was Yu Zi Yu’s plan all along.

 

One that both Shadow Tiger and Nethrûdor surely understood.

 

Thinking this, Yu Zi Yu couldn’t help but smile to himself, but he didn’t dwell on it.

 

[It’s time to depart. I have already overstayed my presence in this Dark Expanse for far too long. There is only a few dozen years before all the powerhouses gathers in the Central Sector. If I didn’t make my way to the Central Sector soon and meet with Jianmu, I might never get the chance again.]

 

[But before all that, I still have to return to the Demon Court. There are still some matters to settle. While I’m at it, I should also check whether the Shadow Clan’s and the Heavenly Court’s Hidden Grounds have been found. If they are, I’ll go and suppress them on the spot. If not… then it would have to wait. Such things can not be forced.]

 

As Yu Zi Yu contemplated his plan of actions, Spiritual Energy erupted from Yu Zi Yu.

 

*Boooom…* A deafening rumble reverberated, and a violent gale spiraled into the clouds.

 

Golden wings unfurled behind him, their brilliance visible to the naked eye.

 

And with each passing moment, they grew rapidly, expanding without pause.

 

Until, at some unknown point… those golden, ethereal wings had stretched wide enough to veil both Heaven and Earth.

 

*Boooooom…* Another thunderous roar echoed as the wings suddenly flapped.

 

And in that instant, the figure of the Fifth Seraph of the Angel Clan vanished completely from the Netherworld.

 

He came without a trace. He left like a whisper.

 

The Holy Sixteen Wings was among the few legendary Artifacts barely constrained by any cosmic law.

 

And now… in Yu Zi Yu’s hands, this Holy Relic was beginning to reveal its former glory.

 

…

 

*Haaaa…* Nethrûdor, with delicate features too perfect to be called Human, exhaled a long, deep breath, gazing up at the distant sky. A rare smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

 

“Does our Master’s departure really please you that much?” A sarcastic voice rang beside his ear, coming from Shadow Tiger, who lay lazily sprawled on the plaza.

 

“Yes,” Nethrûdor replied without hesitation.

 

Then, casting a glance at Shadow Tiger, whose expression was now colder than ice, he softly chuckled and candidly stated, “His presence is… oppressive. It’s hard to breathe around him.”

 

As he said this, he added with a calm smile, “From now on, let’s cooperate well.”

 

*Hmph.* Shadow Tiger let out a cold snort, and didn’t even bother to reply. He simply turned and walked toward his palace deep in the Netherworld.

 

Compared to someone as cunning and slippery as Nethrûdor, he still preferred dealing with White Tiger and his… well, endearing dullness.

 

Of course, if White Tiger ever found out that Shadow Tiger had labeled him as dull, he might just tear through dozens of galaxies to chase him down.

 

However, perhaps that was the best testament to the bond they shared.

 

…

 

Time passed in the blink of an eye. Nearly half a year slipped by…

 

And on this day, the Celestial Realm was suddenly astir.

 

*Booooom…* A sudden oppressive pressure descended from the highest Heavens.

 

Countless beings looked up only to see, at the farthest edge of the starry skies, a Divine Tree that blotted out the moon and stars slowly approaching.

 

“We greet the Supreme Lord…”

 

“We greet the Supreme Lord…”

 

A chorus of voices erupted around the Celestial Realm, as countless powerful figures of the Demon Court and the Celestial Realm bowed in unison, their eyes alight with reverence.

 

After all, the one returning was their Supreme Lord.

 

A being who had reached the Seventh Order in Physical Evolution, whose strength rivaled even the Supreme Hegemons of the cosmos.

 

Now, he was hailed as the ‘Number One under the Stars.’

 

And that terrifying title belonged to no other than the Supreme Lord of the Demon Court.

 

Needless to say, such a presence meant everything to them.

 

In fact, wherever the members of the Demon Court traveled across the starry sea, as long as they spoke their allegiance, all other forces would grant them due respect.

 

And it was all thanks to the Lord of Demon Court behind them, the one unrivaled in the entire universe.

 

“En…” Nodding softly, Yu Zi Yu, just as he always did, showered a green rain, the Rain of Vitality, that cascaded down across the entire Celestial Realm.

 

Not only did it herald his return, it was also a blessing.

 

Now, the Demon Court and he were inseparable.

 

When he grew stronger, so too did the Demon Court.

 

And with the Demon Court thriving, he gained access to endless resources.

 

It was a perfect cycle, a mutual symbiosis.

 

Whenever Yu Zi Yu reflected on this, a faint smile would inevitably rise to his lips.

 

Back then, he had only intended to form a small faction to find a haven amidst the chaos.

 

He had never expected that this small force he founded would one day… step by step… grow into one of the foremost powers beneath the stars, its name now echoing even across the Western Sector, resounding throughout the myriad races.