Time passed swiftly.

Fifty years had gone by since Su Chen entered seclusion. Ever since he had injured the Saint from the Overturning Sea Sacred Land, that faction had remained completely silent. The various human powers had also stayed quiet.

Meanwhile, powerful demon beasts continued to flock to Su Chen's territory. Even the offspring of demon Saints had joined them.

One day, a wisp of black flame spiraled across the sky. A powerful fluctuation spread outward.

"Master has successfully broken through to the Nirvana Realm!"

Jin Da flew into the sky and waited respectfully at the side.

Su Chen had indeed advanced to the Nirvana Realm.

At that moment, a snow-white, fluffy figure shot toward the heavens. It transformed into a petite loli wearing snow-white fur clothing, with fluffy ears and a long, swaying tail behind her.

"It's Yuan Yuan," Su Chen said softly.

After fifty years apart, Yuan Yuan's cultivation had reached the Spirit Sea Realm. Thanks to her sixth-grade bloodline, she could now partially take human form, though not completely—her ears and tail remained as clear proof.

"Big Brother Crow, you've finally come out of seclusion!"

The little girl's delicate, doll-like face glowed with joy. She burrowed eagerly into Su Chen's arms, her fluffy tail wagging nonstop.

Su Chen gently pinched her cheek. Even as a child, this little fox spirit was already captivating. Her adorable appearance was in no way inferior to peerless beauties. Some preferred mature older sisters, others loved cute lolis—each had their own taste.

After comforting the little one, Su Chen looked down at the gathered demon powerhouses and spoke calmly.

"Today… we will bathe the Overturning Sea Sacred Land in blood."

The Overturning Sea Sacred Land had provoked him again and again. Did they truly think he was someone they could trample at will?

The demon kings, demon emperors, and even demon venerates grew excited. They were about to wipe out a human sacred land. For countless years, no sacred land's orthodox lineage had ever been destroyed in the Flying Cloud Realm.

...

Inside the Overturning Sea Sacred Land, the elders wore grim, despairing expressions.

Not long ago, the peerless black crow had broken through to the Nirvana Realm and summoned a massive demon tide. Countless powerful demon experts had answered his call, all charging straight toward the Overturning Sea Sacred Land.

The sacred land's elders and disciples had fought desperately, but they could not stop the overwhelming tide. Countless lives had been lost.

"Where is the Sacred Lord? Is he still in seclusion?"

The elders were frantic.

"The Sacred Lord… there has been no news from him," one elder replied, his face ashen.

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Fifty years earlier, after learning of the Great Elder's death and the Saint Ancestor's severe injury, the Sacred Lord had announced his seclusion, intending to break through to the Saint Realm with all his strength. Yet now, a full fifty years had passed without a single word from him.

"The sacred land is on the brink of destruction. Why is he still in seclusion?" an elder growled through gritted teeth.

"We must wake the Sacred Lord. The sacred land has reached a critical moment of life or death. Only he can take charge of the situation."

The other elders quickly voiced their agreement.

A large group of elders hurried to the Sacred Lord's closed-door cultivation ground. Ignoring the guardian elder's attempts to stop them, they burst inside.

"Sacred Lord… the Sacred Lord is gone!"

The chamber was empty. It soon became clear that not only had the Sacred Lord disappeared, but the sacred land's Saint artifact was also missing. Even the Saint Ancestor had vanished.

Su Chen only learned these details after he had destroyed the Overturning Sea Sacred Land.

"..."

He had never expected that the leaders of a dignified sacred land would abandon their entire faction and flee in fear of him—a mere Nirvana Realm "little" demon. They had even taken most of the sacred land's accumulated treasures with them.

"You'd best pray that I never encounter you in the starry skies," Su Chen swore inwardly.

How dare they steal what belonged to him?

News of Su Chen's destruction of the Overturning Sea Sacred Land quickly spread throughout the Flying Cloud Realm.

"Old Ancestor, must we really allow that peerless black crow to run rampant like this?" a sacred land elder asked his ancestor with reluctance.

Allowing one of the human race's sacred lands to be wiped out was a heavy loss for the entire human faction in the Flying Cloud Realm.

However, the elder soon noticed that his Saint Ancestor was looking at him with a rather strange expression.

"Forget it. Let that demon stir up trouble as he wishes. This time, the Overturning Sea Sacred Land was in the wrong first. Their destruction is simply the cycle of cause and effect."

"True dragons cannot be bred in shallow waters. Once that demon has had enough of wreaking havoc here, he will naturally head to broader horizons. At that point, we won't have to see him anymore."

This was the explanation given by the Saints of the other sacred lands. The elders believed it as well.

Only after the elder had left did the Saint Ancestor mutter to himself, "It seems the sacred lands need a thorough cleansing. Other factions' spies have already infiltrated us."

As if they would actually intervene.

Fifty years ago, the old fellow from the Overturning Sea Sacred Land had been severely injured in a single strike. That ancestor had ranked among the top five Saints in the entire Flying Cloud Realm.

Asking him to stop a great fiend armed with a flawless Saint King artifact? They might as well have wanted him dead.

...

Su Chen felt utterly helpless. No matter how he stirred up trouble, the various powers in the Flying Cloud Realm followed one simple principle: stay low and submit.

Whenever Su Chen arrived at their door, the elders would be waiting with piles of spiritual herbs, precious materials, and treasures. Whatever he demanded, they handed over without the slightest haggling.

This left Su Chen quite frustrated. Even the tribute items had changed from things like tiger penis and deer antlers to eighth-grade spiritual medicines, spiritual fruits, and even quasi-Saint medicines.

With the other side being so cooperative, Su Chen found it difficult to start a massacre. Beating someone who greeted you with a smiling face only brought a sense of guilt.

"Are they trying to make me cultivate faster so I'll leave this realm sooner?" Su Chen thought, feeling rather strange.

The sole purpose behind their obedience was to wait for him to grow stronger and depart. After all, the Flying Cloud Realm was simply too small. They believed that with the fiend's exceptional talent, he would eventually step out into the wider world. When that day came, the entire realm would finally see peace. It was a crude method, yet undeniably the most effective one.

With Su Chen's current strength and a Saint King artifact in hand, confronting any force was like the King of Hell calling roll. Unless a living Saint King still guarded the place, resistance was pointless. Even then, such a being would not choose a fight to the death.

Thus, Su Chen became the overlord of the realm while still in the Nirvana Realm.

In the blink of an eye, another five hundred years passed. Su Chen's cultivation had reached the peak of Nirvana.

"It seems… the energy I've gathered is still not enough for a fourth Nirvana."

Su Chen fell silent. He had already scraped the Flying Cloud Realm clean of its resources. It would be a long time before any new Saints could be born. Yet even that was not enough for his next breakthrough.

"Never mind… I'll have to enter the starry skies ahead of schedule."

Su Chen made up his mind to leave.

Gradually, the legend of the peerless black crow faded from the Flying Cloud Realm. But in its place, rumors arose of a supreme great demon who wielded a sword and brush, dominating the realm as its new tyrant.