"Tuo She Ancient Emperor!"
After conversing with Zhou Yi for a while, Tuo She Ancient Emperor bestowed his inheritance upon him. His very existence was meant for passing down his legacy.
Although Zhou Yi cultivated techniques different from those of the Dou Qi Continent, it was not an issue for Tuo She Ancient Emperor.
With a flick of his finger, the boundless and dazzling sea of flames began to wriggle and surge. Finally, a fiery dragon coalesced in mid-air, condensing into a lotus seed the size of a fist. Flames danced upon its surface.
"My legacy lies here. Whether you can master it depends on your destiny!"
"To inherit my power, your heart must be as unshakable as stone. As long as a single thought endures, you shall never perish!"
Zhou Yi remained unfazed.
He took out an Imperial-Grade Nascent Pill and swallowed it along with the Flame Lotus Seed in one gulp.
Boom!
The moment the Flame Lotus Seed and the Imperial-Grade Nascent Pill entered his body, Zhou Yi's complexion turned crimson.
An unfathomable and terrifying energy surged through him at an alarming speed.
In the blink of an eye, his meridians swelled, and an intense, tearing pain spread from within.
At that moment—
Zhou Yi's entire body ignited in roaring flames.
Forged through countless trials.
Reborn from the ashes.
...
Jia Ma Empire.
Great Zhou City.
Great Zhou City had expanded from the Zhou Clan's estate into a vast metropolis, surpassing even the former Holy City of Jia Ma in grandeur and prosperity.
The city was home to not only powerful cultivators from the Dou Qi Continent but also elite experts from the Tianxuan Continent.
Now, it had become the central hub connecting the two realms, boasting a booming economy and an auction scene at its peak.
The most renowned auction house in the city was naturally Zhou Yi's own Zhou Clan Auction House, now managed by Ya Fei and Xuan Su.
Though the auction house bore Zhou Yi's name, he had never personally overseen its operations—Ya Fei and Xuan Su handled everything.
Here, one could acquire martial techniques and treasures from both the Dou Qi Continent and the Tianxuan Continent, making it a favored gathering place for elite cultivators from both realms.
Of course—
Another defining feature of Great Zhou City was the sheer number of breathtaking beauties from both worlds.
Everyone across the Dou Qi and Tianxuan Continents knew of Zhou Yi's fondness for taking wives.
Status mattered little to him.
As long as one was beautiful, there was a chance.
More importantly, Zhou Yi never discarded his wives after claiming them. He treated them well, and their cultivation soared at an astonishing pace.
Many envied them.
Thus—
Whether from prominent clans, wandering cultivators, or small sects, countless women flocked to the city, hoping for a stroke of fortune.
If Zhou Yi took notice of them, they could ascend to greatness overnight.
As a result—
Great Zhou City was filled with stunning beauties, nearly rivaling the combined splendor of both continents.
Despite this, there were no incidents of harassment or coercion.
Because everyone knew—
Any woman here could potentially catch Zhou Yi's eye. Offending her meant certain doom.
Although Zhou Yi had yet to officially ascend to Emperor and establish a dynasty, in the eyes of many, he was already at that level.
He was also the most promising candidate to become either a Dou God or reach the Ancestor Realm.
"This place is truly lively!"
Lin Dong and Xiao Yan strolled through the bustling streets of Great Zhou City, making their way toward the Zhou Clan Auction House.
The two had hit it off instantly and quickly became close friends.
"Xiao Dongzi, look over there! Another stunning beauty just arrived!"
Xiao Yan nudged Lin Dong with a mischievous grin. "Go say hello. She might just become your future master's wife!"
"Get lost!"
Lin Dong rolled his eyes and glanced toward the direction Xiao Yan had pointed.
A graceful figure emerged from a shop, stepping lightly onto the street.
The instant she appeared, the entire street seemed to pause momentarily.
She had a slender, elegant frame and wore a flowing black dress exuding an air of aloofness. Her porcelain-like skin gleamed like snow, and her long, silky black hair cascaded casually over her fragrant shoulders.
Her face, though slightly delicate and slender, was breathtakingly exquisite, resembling a flawless ceramic masterpiece—impossible to look away from.
As she stood at the shop's entrance, her slightly narrowed, languid eyes carried a hint of seduction, making her irresistibly captivating.
Many onlookers were mesmerized by her charm. A subtle smile curved her slender lips.
The instant that smile appeared, her already alluring features became irresistibly enchanting.
"She looks like a formidable alchemist."
Lin Dong murmured to himself.
Though not an alchemist himself, his profound mastery of rune techniques granted him powerful spiritual perception, akin to an alchemist's keen senses.
From his very first glance, he detected her immense spiritual power and the faint medicinal fragrance unique to alchemists.
"Indeed. There's a high chance she's from the Pill Tower!"
Xiao Yan nodded in agreement.
As the two speculated, the black-clad woman's languid eyes slowly swept across the street.
Everyone who met her gaze felt a mix of fascination and unease.
Her charm was undeniable.
However, getting too close might attract Zhou Yi's attention, and that could change everything.
Finally, her gaze landed on Xiao Yan and Lin Dong.
With graceful steps, she approached them, exuding an imposing presence.
"I know you two."
"Lin Dong, disciple of Master Zhou."
"Xiao Yan, grand-disciple of the Medicine Saint."
Gu He: "Am I not even worth mentioning?"
"May we ask for your esteemed name, miss?"
Both men cupped their fists in respect.
"Cao Ying of the Cao Clan."
The moment she spoke, a wave of astonishment rippled through the crowd.
"I know her!"
Cao Ying, the Enchantress of the Cao Clan, one of the prime candidates for the next Pill Tower Chief!
Pill Tower held unparalleled authority over all alchemists on the Dou Qi Continent. Anyone occupying a leadership position there would wield immense power and influence.
For countless alchemists, the Pill Tower's leader was akin to a spiritual guide.
The influence of Pill Tower was unquestionable, and its leader's authority was absolute.
Cao Ying—the most talented genius in the history of the Cao Clan, and the direct disciple of Xuan Kong Zi, one of the Pill Tower's Three Grand Elders.
"Technically, that makes me your senior."
Cao Ying's lips curled into a teasing smile as she looked at Xiao Yan.
Her master, Xuan Kong Zi, was a close friend of Xiao Yan's master, Yao Chen.
Since Xiao Yan was Yao Chen's grand-disciple, she was technically his senior.
Xiao Yan's expression darkened instantly—he had no desire to acknowledge such a 'senior.'
Lin Dong, on the other hand, stifled his laughter.
Having a beautiful senior like her? No big deal.
After exchanging a few words with them, Cao Ying sauntered away, her long legs moving gracefully.
She had bigger aspirations—like becoming Lin Dong's master's wife!
...
Zhou Manor.
At present, Zhou Manor was akin to a miniature world, complete with mountains, rivers, jade pavilions, and countless ornate structures and grand halls.
By the shimmering lakeside pavilion, Yun Yun, Medusa, Yao Ye, and other mature, graceful women sat leisurely, watching over a group of lively children playing around them.
Despite their young age, these children carried Zhou Yi's bloodline and were born extraordinary, displaying remarkable vigor from the moment they could walk.
"It has been over two months now. In the blink of an eye, the day of our lord's wedding to Jiang Xue and the others is approaching. Yet, he still hasn't emerged from seclusion?"
Yao Ye's gaze was solemn, her tone laced with concern.
After all, the date had long been set.
If Zhou Yi remained in seclusion by then, it would undoubtedly be a cause for embarrassment.
Though, given Zhou Yi's unparalleled strength, such concerns were trivial.
Still, it would be improper.
"Don't worry, that man knows what he's doing."
Yun Yun's eyes were as tranquil as flowing water. With a gentle smile, she ruffled the hair of the son resting against her lap and spoke softly.
However, just as her words fell, she suddenly sensed an overwhelming surge of terrifying power erupting from within her son's body.
In an instant, this power surpassed her own!
"Boom! Boom!"
At the very moment Yun Yun's son's aura skyrocketed, the bodies of Medusa's, Yao Ye's, and the other children beside them also underwent a sudden transformation, growing taller by an inch in an instant.
Their auras, too, began to surge uncontrollably!
"It's the power of their bloodline!"
"They've awakened the bloodline of the Dou God!"
Witnessing this astonishing scene, Yun Yun, Medusa, and the others were momentarily stunned before their faces lit up with unrestrained joy.
They all knew that Zhou Yi had entered seclusion to break through to the Dou God realm.
Once he succeeded, his bloodline would strengthen and reflect upon his descendants.
Zhou Yi's offspring would inherit the purest Dou God lineage, causing their cultivation to soar, granting them the potential to advance at an unimaginable pace.
And now, their transformation was clear proof—
Zhou Yi had succeeded!
He had ascended to the Dou God realm!
Suddenly, the sky above them shifted.
A dazzling sea of flames erupted from the void, surging out in overwhelming waves.
A suffocating aura instantly swept across the Jia Ma Empire, the entire northwestern region, and even the vast expanse of the Central Plains and the entire Dou Qi Continent.
Countless cultivators involuntarily bent their backs under the immense pressure—some even dropping to their knees in reverence.
Above them, endless flames churned before finally condensing into the form of a solitary figure, shrouded in resplendent fire.
As they beheld the fiery silhouette, countless hearts trembled in awe.
"It's Master Zhou!"
"Master Zhou has ascended to Dou God!"
"Heavens above! Since the time of the ancient Tou She Ancient Emperor, a thousand years have passed without another Dou God. Now, another has finally emerged!"
"This is a Dou God? Comparable to the legendary Symbol Ancestor?"
"Is this the peak power of both the Dou Qi Continent and the Tianxuan Continent? Such a terrifying presence—it feels as though it reigns supreme over all creation!"
"A Dou God…! To think that I would live to witness the birth of a Dou God with my own eyes! I can die without regret, truly, without regret!"
The world erupted in boundless fervor.
Even though Zhou Yi had already established himself as the most powerful man on the continent, he had never before stepped into the realm of Dou God or Ancestor.
But now—
Zhou Yi had truly reached the fabled heights of legend.
A peak existence on both the Dou Qi Continent and the Tianxuan Continent.
"The rumors were true. He has truly become a Dou God, reaching the legendary realm of the Symbol Ancestor!"
A woman of noble bearing and cold elegance gazed from afar at the awe-inspiring figure in the sky. Her voice trembled with shock and reverence.
She was none other than Ling Qingzhu's master, Huang Yueqing.
In that moment, another thought flashed through Huang Yueqing's mind—
The wager she had made with Zhou Yi.
She had lost.
And now, she had to fulfill her end of the bargain.
Would Zhou Yi demand something excessive?
Recalling the aggressive gleam in Zhou Yi's gaze whenever he looked at her, Huang Yueqing's heart pounded in uncertainty. If he did make an outrageous demand…
Would she accept it?
Or would she… accept it?
...
"Dou God… He has truly become a Dou God!"
Within the Ancient Clans, Gu Yuan's spirit wavered in turmoil.
This was the goal he had pursued all his life, yet he had never once glimpsed even the faintest hope of reaching it.
And now, before his very eyes—
A true Dou God had been born.
"Greetings, Emperor Zhou!"
"Greetings, Emperor Zhou!"
A chorus of voices resounded across the heavens and earth.
Suspended high above, Zhou Yi surveyed the continent beneath him, his gaze encompassing the vast land.
The world… had changed in his eyes.
He was powerful.
Stronger than he had ever been before.
Without the slightest doubt—
After refining the inheritance of the Tou She Ancient Emperor and merging it with the embryonic form of the Imperial Pill, he had successfully ascended to the Dou God realm, reaching the absolute pinnacle of this world!
He now stood above all creation itself.
"No need for formalities."
Zhou Yi retracted his aura, took a single step, and returned to Zhou Manor.
And like a raging tempest, the news of Zhou Yi's ascension spread across the Tianxuan Continent.
...
Eastern Profound Domain.
Dao Sect.
"What? Master Zhou has become an Emperor? A Dou God on par with the Symbol Ancestor?"
[Note: The Di from Dou Di (God) realm also means Emperor. It is also the reason why Tou She is called Emperor, and now Zhou Yi.]
The Dao Sect's Sect Master, Ying Xuanzi, was utterly shaken.
The Symbol Ancestor—what kind of existence was that?
Even after countless millennia, no one had ever emerged in the Tianxuan Continent to rival him.
But now—
The Dou Qi Continent had produced such a being.
"Quick! Prepare gifts immediately! We must personally visit and congratulate Master Zhou on his ascension!"
The Dao Sect erupted into chaos.
At the same time, forces from the Yuan Gate, the Sword Sect, the Primordial Hall, and countless other sects also sprang into action.
Across the four great regions, the Demon Domain, and the Chaotic Demon Sea, every major power prepared lavish tributes and set off at unprecedented speed to pay homage.
In the past, Zhou Yi had been formidable, an uncrowned king.
But now, having become an Emperor, he was no longer just a supreme powerhouse.
He was—
The ruler of two worlds.
...
Demonic Abyss.
Darkness reigned, an oppressive silence suffocating all. Tendrils of malevolent energy twisted through the air, casting an eerie, hellish atmosphere.
This was the stronghold of the surviving otherworldly demons after the First Great War of Heaven and Earth.
At the core of their hierarchy stood the Ten Kings' Court, each ruler a being beyond the Cycle of Reincarnation.
Among them, the Heaven Seat King stood as the pinnacle—its might rivaling the peak of the Third Tribulation of Reincarnation.
At this moment—
The figures under the Heaven Seat King had received the earth-shattering news: Zhou Yi had ascended to Dou God.
Their expressions changed drastically, their hearts sinking into an abyss.
Zhou Yi was a native of the Dou Qi Continent, yet now that the barrier between Dou Qi Continent and Tianxuan Continent had been broken, he would inevitably intervene should they launch an invasion.
Worse still, Zhou Yi harbored a deep-seated hostility toward them.
Last time, he had struck decisively—slaying the Dark Nether King with overwhelming force.
A being of Zhou Yi's caliber, one who could rival Fu Zu, posed an insurmountable threat to them.
The situation was dire, especially since the Dou Qi Continent housed countless Dou Saints.
Even if their long-exiled Demon Emperor were to regain his peak strength and rip open a rift between dimensions, they would struggle against the combined might of the Tianxuan and Dou Qi Continents.
"We must find a way to notify His Majesty!"
The voice came from the Third Seat King, its ruler's expression dark and grim.
A jagged scar ran across the right side of his face, stretching from the corner of his lips to the back of his ear—a gruesome mark, as though someone had once nearly cleaved his head in two.
This wound was a relic of the War of Heaven and Earth, inflicted by none other than the Ice Sovereign!
"But the dimensional rift has already been sealed by that old bastard Fu Zu, who burned his own reincarnation to do it. How can we possibly send word to His Majesty?"
The Second Seat King furrowed his brows, deep in thought.
"Now that Zhou Yi has ascended, if he comes for us, the Demonic Abyss will no longer remain hidden."
The Heaven Seat King's voice rang out, low and solemn:
"You all understand the terror of his realm. If he finds us, even if we join forces, we won't stand a chance. We won't even have the luxury of escape."
"Rather than wait for death, we must gamble everything and make our final sacrifice—for His Majesty's descent."
As his words fell, silence engulfed the Demonic Abyss.
Then—
A feverish light ignited in the eyes of every otherworldly demon.
They understood.
The time had come to lay down their lives for His Majesty.
Sacrifice.
Summon the Demon Emperor into this world!
"For His Majesty's glory!"
The Third Seat King roared with fervent devotion, the scar on his face contorting into something truly nightmarish.
"For His Majesty's glory!"
"For His Majesty's glory!"
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