The Infernal Plane.
The first ray of dark red sunlight of the morning streaked across the land.
An immensely vast, sprawling complex of buildings that spanned the heavens, densely packed and emerging from the boundless darkness.
It was a magnificent and spectacular giant city, standing tall and imposing like a pillar supporting the sky!
The builders, with great divine power, had rent open mountains, hollowed out the entire peaks, and piled layer upon layer, ultimately forming this unprecedented giant city.
The mountains and the giant city were fused together, and the giant city merged with the clouds. Above and below, this city was the foremost in all the world.
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Numerous demons with bizarre appearances, hundreds of meters in size, resembling floating mountains, densely encircled this colossal city that spanned thousands of miles.
Their duty was to guard day and night this city of extremely special status among the demon race.
Within the giant city lay the central hub of the demon race: the "Demon King's Palace."
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In the Demon King's Palace, Baal, Agares, Vassago, Samigina, Malphas, Valefor, Amon, Barbatos, Baimon, Gusion, and other seventy-two high-ranking demons, knelt in reverence before the human-like figure seated upon the throne ahead.
In the center of the throne resided a terrifying power, comparable to the abyss itself, capable of devouring all.
Compared to the seventy-two high-ranking demons kneeling on the ground, the figure seated on the throne appeared rather small.
However, no being dared to overlook it.
The closer one approached the throne, the more one's perception was distorted, ultimately unable to escape even the grasp of time, only to be gradually consumed and digested by that unfathomably profound darkness.
The master of the throne was the supreme king of the demon race, Satan III.
He possessed a handsome yet devilishly alluring appearance, resembling the most handsome human top-tier celebrities.
His black hair cascaded down to his shoulders, and his bright eyes sparkled like stars. Two small horns adorned his head.
At his waist hung the "Hegni Sword," a symbol of the demon race's power. Pure demonic energy, vast and unfathomable, emanated from him, possessing terrifying might.
Only a hint of a frivolous smile, hanging on the corner of his lips, somewhat marred his reputation as the supreme demon, the king of all demons.
The Hegni Sword, also known as the Sword of Destruction and Curse, was a demonic blade that, once drawn, would never return to its sheath without claiming a life.
It could bestow boundless power upon its wielder, but at the cost of perpetual misfortune and curses that would forever entwine its master.
Eternal loneliness and solitude would accompany its master's life until his death.
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"My King."
Baal, one of the four supreme pillars among the seventy-two demons, lowered his proud head, knelt before Satan III, and spoke in a deep, calm voice.
Crimson lightning flickered across his mountain-like body, which was several *zhang* in size.
Baal was the Grand Duke of the eastern region of the demon race, the most powerful among the seventy-two high-ranking demons.
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Baal knelt on one knee, without looking up, and continued to speak steadily, "The message you instructed me to convey has already been delivered."
"However, Supreme King, is this scheme you've set up with yourself as bait not a bit too risky..."
Satan III, seated upon the throne, heard this and slowly stood up, taking a gentle step forward.
With a resounding "Hum," the entire vast city, stretching for thousands of miles, vibrated in that instant, and the ground shook violently.
The pressure of the strongest being in hell, the Demon King, instantly permeated this colossal city spanning thousands of miles.
All demons within a radius of ten thousand *li* immediately quelled their rebellious hearts, prostrating themselves in submission before the absolute power that suppressed all.
The power of the profound darkness source rapidly spread.
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A black sun suddenly rose, and in a trance-like state, a torrent of demonic energy erupted, distorting space and transforming the world!
Under this continuously spreading, profound dark power, Satan III's entire body seemed to melt away, vanishing in an instant.
The next second, the seventy-two high-ranking demons kneeling in the grand hall seemed to behold a colossal monster, shrouded in darkness, that blotted out the sky.
Its terrifying head, so large it inspired dread, lifted its gaze, revealing a body as grand as a mountain range.
This was Satan III's true Demon King form, his genuine body.
Every movement of this king from the source of darkness was as terrifying as a natural disaster.
And within his indifferent black eyes, the cold demonic nature of devouring all things was palpable.
The king raised his head, silently looking down upon the seventy-two high-ranking demons beneath him.
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In the magnificent palace, facing such terrifying pressure, the seventy-two high-ranking demons' hearts simultaneously began to stir restlessly.
At this moment, fear arose in their hearts—fear of the power from the source of darkness, fear of the annihilation of their souls.
Satan III looked at the trembling seventy-two high-ranking demons lying on the ground, appearing to be incredibly loyal, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his bright eyes.
After a long pause, Satan III slowly spoke, "Mm, I understand. You have done well with this matter. As for my safety, you need not worry..."
"The net has been cast. Now, we just need to see if the big fish will come on its own. Next, you will all handle your own affairs properly...
"If there is nothing else, you may withdraw."
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The seventy-two high-ranking demons, led by Baal, heard this and felt as if they had received a great pardon. They bowed their heads in unison, offered a salutation, and slowly withdrew.
After a while, Satan III was left alone in the vast Demon King's Palace.
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Time rewinded, three months ago!
"Hum..."
Liu Hao, lying on the bed, suddenly woke up. His mind felt as if countless things had been forcibly stuffed into it, causing intense pain.
"Damn it? How long have I been asleep? It's been so long since I last contacted them. That wealthy client wouldn't have just run off, would he?"
Liu Hao Tian was an ordinary accident insurance salesman on Earth. While out promoting insurance, expanding his business, and wooing important clients, he was unfortunately struck down by a speeding sports car and died on the spot.
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Liu Hao Tian rubbed his eyes. His vision was still somewhat blurry at this moment, and he couldn't clearly see his surroundings.
At this moment, Liu Hao Tian felt as if he were still alive, merely knocked unconscious, and that the sports car owner had sent him to the hospital.
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"I'll have to get a comprehensive check-up later. If there are any lingering effects, it'll be a huge problem!"
Just as Liu Hao Tian prepared to stand up, his expression suddenly changed dramatically.
That intense pain returned, and this time it was even worse, as if countless ants were gnawing at his body.
He cried out in pain and instinctively crouched down, clutching his head with both hands.
Along with this intense pain, a completely unfamiliar memory appeared in Liu Hao Tian's mind.
These scenes flashed before his eyes like a fast-forwarded movie.
The Angelic race, the Demonic race...
The Human race, the Dragon race...
The Infernal Plane, the Heavenly Plane, the Prime Material Plane.
Countless memory fragments surged into Liu Hao Tian's mind, and as he passively absorbed them, Liu Hao Tian could only grit his teeth and endure.
It took three days and three nights for these memories, which were not originally his, to be fully assimilated.
After digesting these memories, Liu Hao Tian's face revealed a strange expression.
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"I've transmigrated into a Crystal Wall world, and I've even become the kingpin of the Infernal Plane, the Demon King Satan III.
The most powerful big boss on the side of evil forces.
From the strange memories I received, I learned that my current identity is the new Demon King who has just succeeded the throne after the old Demon King committed suicide."
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Upon discovering this, Liu Hao Tian was so overjoyed he almost jumped out of bed.
This was a Crystal Wall world where twelve major races coexisted: Humans, Elves, Giants, Vampires, Beastmen, Undead, Insectoids, Demons, Dragons, Angels, Merfolk, and Dwarves.
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In a sense, the Demon race was the most lenient among the twelve major races, and indeed, the most lenient race in the entire Crystal Wall world.
After receiving the legacy of the previous Demon King, Liu Hao Tian now knew the criteria for selecting a successor to the Demon King's position!
Throughout history, the Demon King had never cared about origins, race, or status when choosing an heir.
The only requirement to inherit the position of Demon King was one thing: the extreme malice in his heart. That alone was sufficient.
With this extreme malice, one could stir the authority of the Infernal Plane and become the new king of the demon race.
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It was said that this was a rule established by the first Demon King, Satan I!
For hundreds of millions of years, the demon race had adhered to this rule, and no one dared to violate it.
Thus, Liu Hao Tian became Satan III.
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The reason Liu Hao Tian was chosen by Satan II was because the malice in his heart, after obtaining sufficient power, was enough to devour and destroy the entire world.
Humans, unlike other races, were a peculiar species.
When they were weak, they appeared very harmless, like gentle gentlemen.
However, once they wielded great power, an individual could possess the strength to destroy the entire world, and their hearts would be constantly filled with a vigorous desire for destruction.
Human nature is neither good nor evil, but it is most easily influenced by the external environment.
Human nature is the human heart.
And the human heart is the most complex and inscrutable thing in this world.
From ancient times to the present, no one has ever understood it, nor has anyone ever been able to fathom it.