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    Translator:  Ashish

    Translation Checker: Silvain

     

    [The separation of Forces has become a necessity. Only through the independence of each other ensures the smooth operation of each Force. It would also guarantee that the ‘Demon Court’ would not become the enemy of Myriad Races.]

     

    As Yu Zi Yu contemplated this, a plan began to take shape in his mind.

     

    However, such matters required gradual implementation.

     

    Take, for instance, the Star God, his Void Elf Form. It was renowned as one of the Three Gods of the Demon Court.

     

    However, the Void Elf Form’s carried half the bloodline of a Void Creature, making it an inherently unstable factor.

     

    Ideally, the Void Elf Form should be stationed in the Society of Demons and Fiends, while Yu Zi Yu’s Purple Dragon presided over the Void Space.

     

    However, Yu Zi Yu’s previous arrangements had exposed the Void Elf Form to the Myriad Races.

     

    Smiling wryly, Yu Zi Yu calculated his next steps.

     

    [It would be best to let the Void Elf Form gradually fade from the sight of the Myriad Races… and then introduce the final ‘God’ of the Demon Court,] Thought Yu Zi Yu. He was hesitating whether to let the Azure Dragon take the stage.

     

    The Purple Dragon was definitely unsuitable.

     

    Under the watchful eyes of all, if the Purple Dragon openly supported the Demon Court, it would not take long for the Myriad Races to retaliate.

     

    Thus, the ‘Azure Dragon’ seemed to be the most appropriate choice.

     

    *Haaaa…* Exhaling a long, deep breath, Yu Zi Yu chose to set aside these trivial matters for the time being, and chose to focus on more pressing matters at hand, such as summoning the Void Army and nurturing the Spirit Trees.

     

    With this in mind, Yu Zi Yu let out a long Dragon Roar.

     

    *Rooooooaaar…* A majestic and commanding roar reverberated through the Void Space.

     

    And with this roar, slumbering Void Creatures, one by one, began to awaken.

     

    After a brief moment of reflection, they started making their way toward the location of Yu Zi Yu’s Purple Dragon.

     

    *Haha…* Yu Zi Yu broke into faint laughter as he sensed the response of the various Void Creatures.

     

    Then, he glanced at Zi Lian in the distance and instructed, “Return to your galaxy. Three years from now… when we launch an attack on the Angel Clan, your assistance will be indispensable.”

     

    “Yes, Master,” accepting the command, Zi Lian’s figure gradually disappeared.

     

     

    Not long after Zi Lian’s departure, Yu Zi Yu, without wasting another minute, shifted his consciousness, returning to his True Form, the Immortal Tree.

     

    Looking up, he could see a collection of Spirit Trees surrounded by a halo standing tall not far from his True Form.

     

    Some were as pristine as ice crystals in the snow, elegant and serene.

     

    Others were fiery red, as though ablaze…

     

    The Crystalline Frostwood Tree, the Emberwood Tree—both were high-quality Tier-3 Spirit Trees.

     

    Among them, there were even rare Tier-4 Spirit Trees. For instance, a Parasol Tree personally planted by the Demon Phoenix.

     

    Although it was not the legendary Tier-7 Divine Tree—the Primordial Phoenix Parasol Tree—it still contained a faint trace of the Divine Tree’s Bloodline, earning it the name ‘Flaming Parasol Tree.’

     

    Its entire being burned with a faint Phoenix Flame, capable of blazing even in the harshest of winters.

     

    Although its Bloodline was diluted, rendering the Phoenix Flame impure, it still possessed the potential for advancement.

     

    In the future, if nurtured properly and it truly develops the legendary Phoenix Flame, also known as the Nirvana Fire, this Spirit Tree-turned-Treant might become one of the most formidable beings.

     

    With a faint smile in his heart, Yu Zi Yu wasted not a single moment. His Spiritual Energy surged, as a profound and mystical power spread outward.

     

    *Boooooom…* With a resounding explosion, one Spirit Tree after another rose from the ground.

     

    At the same time, their branches intertwined, forming arms.

     

    Faces, ancient and weathered, began to emerge on their trunks.

     

    Treants—A mysterious race, crafted by Yu Zi Yu’s own hands, and never before revealed to the world.

     

    Now, at Yu Zi Yu’s summoning, a host of Treants descended once again.

     

    “We pay our respects to the Ancestor Tree…”

     

    “We pay our respects to the Ancestor Tree…”

     

     

    The chorus of voices resounded in unison. The mark imprinted in the deepest part of the Treants had already made them recognize who was the real Ancestor Tree.

     

    “En…” Nodding slightly, a faint smile tugged the corners of Yu Zi Yu’s lips as he gazed upon the Treants before him.

     

    Each Treant was unique.

     

    Especially those transformed from different Spirit Trees, their appearances were vastly distinct.

     

    Take the Flame Parasol Tree, for instance. When it became a Treant, its body resembled that of a Human—slender limbs and a figure akin to a woman.

     

    Its faint Phoenix Flame, golden in color, clung to its surface. At a glance, it exuded an extraordinary and divine aura.

     

    “All of you, return to the Tree Realm to rest and cultivate,” issuing a command, Yu Zi Yu gently opened a vortex surrounded by a hazy mist.

     

    The Tree Realm was, in fact, one of the Nine Realms, known as the Realm of Mist.

     

    Within it resided tens of thousands of powerful Treants, as well as an immortal and indestructible army under Yu Zi Yu’s command—the Legion of Mist.

     

    Without Yu Zi Yu’s command, this legion remained in the form of an endless white mist, veiling the Tree Realm in an ethereal shroud.

     

    And if Yu Zi Yu required it, the legion would instantly transform into a terrifying Force, charging fearlessly at his enemies.

     

    The surging mist, like a million ghosts, would launch relentless assaults against their foes.

     

    What made the Legion of Mist even more terrifying were its two leaders—the Light and Dark Twin Kings—each possessing peak Tier-5 strength.

     

    With a slight smile, Yu Zi Yu began planning to further enhance the Legion of Mist.

     

    After all, he was now at Peak Tier-6. With all his abilities unleashed, he could even contend with Tier-7 Hegemons. For such terrifying strength, having two early Tier-6 leaders like the Light and Dark Twin Kings seemed reasonable.

     

    It should not be excessive.

     

    After all, the Light and Dark Twin Kings were merely extensions of his abilities.

     

    For a peak Tier-6 Overlord, such powers were commonplace—enough to overwhelm ordinary Tier-6 Overlords.

     

    After all… the difference between Early Tier-6 and Peak Tier-6 strength was like a chasm.

     

    As things stood, Yu Zi Yu could take on 100 ordinary Tier-6 Overlords alone without much trouble.

     

    That was, as long as they did not use Extreme Dao Artifacts or Imperial Artifacts.

     

    With a playful smirk, Yu Zi Yu sprang into action, without a moment of hesitation.

     

    [System, consume Evolution Points to enhance the ability, Immortal Mist Beast.]

     

    <Ding! Are you sure you want to consume 50 million Evolution Points to upgrade the Immortal Mist Beast?>

     

    [Confirm.]

     

    Just as Yu Zi Yu gave his confirmation, his body trembled violently. In that instant, a torrent of terrifying energy surged from within him, rushing toward the heart of the Tree Realm.

     

    *Roooooar…*

     

    *Roooooar…*

     

    Two thunderous roars reverberated across the expanse of the Tree Realm. Simultaneously, two radiant figures—one cloaked in black, the other in gold—burst forth in dazzling brilliance.

     

    At that moment, the entire sea of mist within the Tree Realm began to violently churn.

     

    *Rooooaar, rooooaar, rooooaar…* A symphony of guttural roars echoed from every corner of the realm. The dense mist started to coalesce, forming indistinct shapes that resembled Kangaroos leaping toward the depths of the Tree Realm.

     

    *Swish, swish, swish…* Streams of mist streaked through the air, one after another.

     

    In the blink of an eye, the skies of the Tree Realm were filled with surging waves of mist, roiling and cascading like an endless ocean.

     

    The spectacle was breathtaking. It was a scene of indescribable grandeur and primal terror

     

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