Astaloth struck out with a punch, sweeping across the void, a thousand green streaks of demonic light flashing.
Instantly, the ground shook and the mountains trembled. Countless undead skeletons were sent flying, crashing to the ground and turning into bone fragments.
The destructive power unleashed by the four God-level demons was something the ownerless undead realm could not withstand.
Billions of undead skeletons could overwhelm and kill vast numbers of legendary demons, but they could not exhaust a single God-level demon.
For each God-level powerhouse was like a small world, their internal energy continuously regenerating, making them difficult to deplete.
...
"Ah... ah..."
Continuous screams echoed, and the skulls of countless skeletons shattered in an instant. The army of billions of undead skeletons began to crumble.
However, the undead skeletons, who knew that surrender meant death and resistance also meant death, were determined to fight the demon race to their last breath.
Billions of undead skeletons sacrificed the Will-o'-the-wisps in their skulls, igniting the ancient, boundless power of the undead realm.
Waves of necromantic energy surged from the undead realm in all directions, as if an unprecedented behemoth had suddenly come to life.
Bal, Baimon, Astaloth, and Asmodeus, the four God-level demons who had been facing the battle with ease, could not help but show a hint of surprise upon hearing this roar.
The undead realm was the origin of the undead, nurturing them, one of the twelve intelligent races of the crystal wall world.
Whenever the undead raced at war with other intelligent races, the spoils of flesh and soul were cast into the undead realm after battle.
Over time, the relationship between the undead realm and the undead race became inseparable.
With a vast amount of Will-o'-the-wisps, the undead realm seemed to awaken, beginning to writhe like a living creature.
The entire undead realm was enveloped by a powerful aura, no weaker than that of the four God-level demons Bal, Baimon, Astaloth, and Asmodeus, and even somewhat stronger.
Bal, Baimon, Astaloth, and Asmodeus's pupils contracted slightly. After careful observation, they finally understood everything.
They realized why the undead race, despite being leaderless, was still willing to fight the demon race. Their confidence stemmed from here.
These remnants of the undead race intended to use their own lives as a price to awaken the undead realm.
For anyone else, awakening the undead realm would have been more difficult than destroying the world.
After all, the undead realm had existed for so many years without possessing intelligence. To gain it in such a short time was not an easy feat.
However, by those undead skeletons who had an inseparable connection with the undead realm, this action might actually succeed.
Bal, Baimon, Astaloth, and Asmodeus became interested and watched silently, not intervening.
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The undead realm suddenly churned and transformed, forming a colossal skullhead that spanned ten thousand miles.
As soon as this giant skullhead took shape, the entire undead realm seemed to come alive in an instant.
Countless necromantic energies gushed out, coalescing into thick, grayish tentacles.
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A hint of regret flashed in Amon's eyes as he said regretfully, "What immense power. It possessed God-level strength the moment it was born. Given time, it might have become another ruler capable of dominating an entire region."
Bal glanced at Amon with displeasure and snorted, "It is indeed a pity. It just gained sentience and became a living being, only to face death in the next second."
Astaloth and Asmodeus shrugged noncommittally, clearly unwilling to get involved in the conversation between the two, who had a history of animosity.
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Under the combined might of the four God-level demons, Bal, Baimon, Astaloth, and Asmodeus, the newly awakened undead realm could only face one outcome, death, no matter how it struggled.
The newly awakened undead realm was pummeled by the four God-level demons, Bal, Baimon, Astaloth, and Asmodeus, becoming dismembered and torn apart.
At some point, the blood-red waters of the Styx filled the undead realm.
The aura of the undead realm gradually weakened, and its area visibly shrank at an astonishing rate.
Just as the entire undead realm transformed into a sea of blood, Liu Haotian, having received the news, instantly arrived above the undead realm from the Demon King's Palace using the power of laws.
"Refine!"
Liu Haotian uttered two words.
There was not a trace of emotion in his voice, as if his words were a decree, instantly manifesting reality.
As the blood-red waters of the Styx covered the undead realm, they bloomed like blood lotuses, beginning a slow process of refinement.
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After meditating in this place for a month, Liu Haotian finally refined the undead realm for his own use.
Having completely dealt with the undead race, Liu Haotian began to focus his attention on the Insect Queen Lina Ruth and her insectoid army.
Liu Haotian was no fool. He believed that the demon race would unify Hell within three years, then recuperate for a century, gathering strength.
Finally, they would break out of Hell and invade the main plane, expanding their territory. After accumulating enough power, they would wage war against the angelic race in the God's Kingdom, unifying the entire crystal wall world.
The angelic race in the God's Kingdom was significantly stronger than the demon race was currently.
Seven God-level angels, plus the deity Jehovah, thousands of legendary angels, and a multitude of angels forming the core strength.
Thinking of this, Liu Haotian felt a surge of happiness. There were still stronger opponents in this world than him.
Originally, his heart had begun to feel a sense of emptiness, but now Liu Haotian felt his blood truly boiling. True powerhouses feared no enemy, especially the current Liu Haotian.
To enslave the Ten Great Intelligent Races, annihilate the angelic race, unify the crystal wall world, and build an unprecedented empire. He wanted his name to be remembered for all eternity, immortalized.
To achieve such a grand goal, there could not be a single powerful race left in Hell to hinder him.
He could not indulge Hell, this backyard of his, too much. Even if he didn't need such a vast territory, there had to be only one voice here.
Liu Haotian's ambition was exceptionally domineering. He intended to eliminate all races in Hell that could pose a threat to the demon race.
Even any solitary powerhouses born of nature with immense individual strength, if they harbored any dissenting opinions, would be killed.
Liu Haotian, whose power was all-encompassing, displayed a ruthlessness that was truly astonishing.
Facing enemies far more powerful than himself, Liu Haotian felt not only immense excitement but also the understanding that he could not afford any mistakes.
Therefore, before that, Liu Haotian would rather risk certain casualties within the demon race than eliminate any possibility of error.
To hell with alliances! Strengthening himself, while appearing less powerful than an alliance on the surface, was superior in its unity and stability!
Holding his position, he must govern accordingly.
The current Liu Haotian was truly thinking from the perspective of the leader of the demon race.
Once war broke out with the angelic race, it would inevitably draw the entire world into this endless vortex of war, from which no race could escape.
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Ten years later.
Facing the Insect Queen Lina Ruth, who refused to emerge from her lair no matter how they provoked her, and the entire insectoid race, along with a group of high-ranking demons led by Baal, were in despair.
The breeding speed of the insectoid hive was too rapid. As soon as one batch was annihilated, another appeared, endlessly repeating, as if inexhaustible.
The disgusting Baal, Baimon, Astaloth, and Asmodeus, along with other high-ranking demons, were left speechless. Despite a decade-long siege, they had not even managed to touch the edges of the insectoid hive.
In his helplessness, Baal had no choice but to brace himself and head to the rear palace of the Demon King's Palace.
The so-called rear palace of the Demon King's Palace was, in fact, the residence of Liu Haotian's women, his three thousand concubines.
Succubi, renowned for their unparalleled beauty, were so stunning that any one of them was several times more attractive than ordinary human women.
Furthermore, they possessed innate seductive charms and supple bodies that exuded a unique fragrance, offering a different kind of allure.
The ten-mile-wide rear palace complex was brightly lit, with scantily clad, voluptuous succubi frequently moving to and fro.
The sounds of melodious singing and the clang of bells and chimes occasionally drifted from within the rear palace, resembling a paradise for men.
The rear palace was, in essence, Liu Haotian's harem.
Within the harem, Liu Haotian had no fixed residence.
Over a thousand opulent and luxurious rooms, concealing beautiful women, were available for Liu Haotian to stay in according to his mood.
Every night, Liu Haotian drifted in a state of ecstasy, forgetting all else, surpassing even an emperor in his enjoyment.
This place was like a true Women's Kingdom.
Tempting fragrances wafted through the air, and countless beauties frolicked, some even standing outside in their nakedness. Every woman who entered Liu Haotian's rear palace complex was, at the very least, exceptionally beautiful.
Here, they unreservedly displayed their most exquisite forms. This was a world for women.
Of course, it was also a paradise for men, but it belonged exclusively to Liu Haotian.
The night was deep.
Beside the dining table, seven beauties in sheer robes, exposing much of their bodies, nestled beside Liu Haotian. From time to time, they would pick up delicacies with their delicate hands and feed him.
As Liu Haotian enjoyed the feast, his hands roamed restlessly over the beautiful woman beside him.
As this stunning beauty let out successive gasps of delight, he pulled her into his embrace and began to playfully caress her.
It had to be said, ever since Liu Haotian became the Demon King, his life had become incredibly comfortable.