Chapter 192: Demon God

Chapter 192 Demon God

Inside the door lay a blank void, where the ground and walls were uniformly white, emitting a brilliant glow that stretched endlessly.

Staring too long blurred her vision with a white haze, and her eyes began to ache.

Chi Jing blinked, her tone cool. "So this is the legendary divine realm? Absolutely nothing here?"

As soon as her foot landed firmly on the white floor, the door behind her slammed shut with a bang.

Chi Jing turned to open it again but found it wouldn't budge.

She raised an eyebrow in surprise. Does this mean... once you become a god, you can't return to the mortal world?

But then again, if these powerful deities could travel freely to and from the human realm, it would likely cause even more chaos.

Still, did they have to make the divine realm such a void? How perfunctory.

Just then, Liu Shenai appeared, her virtual form with black hair and gray eyes floating around the white space before returning to hover in front of Chi Jing.

She said, "According to my system's analysis, this should be an undeveloped space."

"Oh?" Chi Jing gave her a look of agreement, signaling her to continue.

Feeling a bit tired from standing and finding the vast whiteness too harsh on the eyes, Chi Jing summoned an orange-yellow sofa and tossed it into the space, leaning back comfortably.

Liu Shenai floated closer to her and speculated, "Because this novel world revolves around the love story of the female and male leads, the divine realm isn't important. Besides, after Gong Sunxiong ascended, he never appeared again. In other words, in this world, the divine realm was originally blank."

"More importantly, even the most powerful gods in this novel world are ultimately just brains in a vat, unable to break free from the world's rules. Unlike us, who come from outside this world and aren't bound by its constraints."

"So that's how it is?" Chi Jing lowered her gaze, lost in thought.

Because the creator of this world only cared about the love story of the female and male leads, the divine realm was left blank. So-called ascension to godhood was just another trick played by the world's rules on mortals.

Even someone like Gong Sunxiong was just a supporting character in this world, destined to make way for the female and male leads' romance.

If it were the original Gong Sunxiong, after striving with all his might to ascend, only to find that what he pursued was nothing but an illusion, he would probably have been utterly devastated.

A faint, mocking smile tugged at the corner of Chi Jing's lips.

If she had known earlier, she should have let Gong Sunxiong see this for himself. It would have been satisfying for him to realize that, no matter how hard he struggled, he was nothing but a prisoner under someone else's rules.

Chi Jing summoned the Supreme God System. The trihedron hovered in the air, rotating slowly, its black side glowing with a white light that had now reached 40% progress.

Rather than becoming a deity bound by someone else's design, rewriting the rules herself was a far more worthy pursuit.

And in this space, she was the undeniable god.

Emptiness could mean nothingness, but it could also mean infinite possibilities.

Chi Jing gripped the Supreme God System and spoke with a smile, "Let there be houses and skyscrapers."

As her words fell, gleaming marble floor tiles spread out under her feet, walls rose on all sides, and a central island along with various furniture quickly materialized. In mere moments, a luxurious villa took shape, with warm, dim yellow light spilling from the ceiling.

Liu Shenai floated to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out. In the distance, skyscrapers were rising from the ground, and broad avenues stretched rapidly into the horizon.

A city had sprung into being.

Her mouth fell open in astonishment. Is that even possible? That's incredible!

Chi Jing continued, "Let there be rivers and mountains."

Far on the horizon, mountain ranges erupted, and rivers surged through the forests, flowing endlessly.

"Let there be sun, moon, wind, and rain."

Above the azure sky, a red sun rose quietly, while wind noisily rattled the windowpanes.

Chi Jing glanced around, satisfied, she curled her lips.

She then walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and stood beside Liu Shenai, admiring the red sun outside.

Liu Shenai turned to her, raising both hands and setting off a burst of electronic fireworks in the air, exclaiming excitedly, "Host, you're amazing! Just now, you created a world. This is nothing short of a miracle!"

But Chi Jing's smile faded as she gazed at the serene, distant red sun, speaking softly, "No, this world is still missing something—something I can never create."

Liu Shenai frowned in confusion, turning to carefully examine the world outside the window. She searched intently but found nothing.

The world was so quiet, orderly, and harmonious—uniform buildings, clean and tidy streets. Everything was perfect.

Chi Jing sighed lightly. "It's life. I cannot create life."

Liu Shenai fell silent abruptly.

Even though she had awakened her self-awareness, she had genuinely felt moments ago that this world was perfect, lacking nothing.

Why hadn't she thought of life? It must be the Supreme God System limiting her processing capabilities!

Having found an excuse for her oversight, she perked up again and said with a smile, "Once the host becomes the Supreme God, you'll gain the ability to create life."

Chi Jing smiled faintly. What she wanted was more than just the power to create.

She hoped that by the time she became the Supreme God, everything would go exactly as she wished.

And now, she turned her gaze to the tightly shut white door behind her—

It was time to reap the rewards of her victory.

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The demons gazed eagerly at the sky.

After Chi Jing disappeared, the pure white door at the top of the celestial ladder vanished as well.

At the same time, the ominous storm clouds scattered, and sunlight once again spilled across the land, illuminating the crowd, their faces full of eager anticipation.

They longed to see the deity again, to hear her divine words and receive revelations about their future destinies.

But as the sun dipped below the mountain ridge, the deity still did not appear.

The celestial ladder transformed back into the Xuanmen Jade Ruler, landing in Chou Qianling's palm. However, the surface of the artifact was now covered in cracks, rendered useless, never to be used again.

Chou Qianling sighed softly. "Perhaps it's for the best."

If the artifact were still functional, it would only stoke people's ambition to become gods, leading to even more fervent struggles over it. What if another Gong Sunxiong emerged? That would be an endless calamity.

As for her own thoughts? If ascending to godhood required such a terrible price every time, then she wanted no part of it.

Rather than venturing into that mysterious and unknown divine realm, she preferred to remain in the mortal world.

Although she was reluctant to part with Chi Jing, she did not want to see the land laid to waste even more.

Chou Qianling put away the Mysterious Heaven Jade Ruler and flew back to rejoin the demons.

Shadow Phoenix Demon Lord stepped forward first. Usually calm and composed, her eyes were unusually red-rimmed. "Your Highness, Demon Lord, it’s such a relief that you’re safe."

Chou Qianling quickly stepped forward and grasped her hand tightly. "We’ve won, Sister Ying!"

Ying Huang smiled through her tears and nodded vigorously. "Yes, we’ve won! From today onward, the Demon Clan will no longer suffer oppression and bullying from the Immortal Clan!"

Zhang Jiuxiao came over to join them. "And the human race—we won’t have to offer Spirit Pearls to the Immortal Clan anymore or endure their exploitation."

The three shared a smile.

Chou Qianling released her hand and looked up at the sky, her tone tinged with loss. "It’s just that Mother has gone to the Divine Realm and cannot share this joy with us."

"I wonder what the Divine Realm is like... Will she ever come back to see me—us? If only I could see her one more time."

As she spoke, the sky darkened, and silence fell all around—even the wind died down.

Chou Qianling suddenly turned her head, her pupils dilated in shock.

The others stood frozen in place, their faces filled with shock.

A massive phantom appeared on the horizon, with striking red demon horns on her forehead and an enormous serpent’s tail coiled behind her—exactly like the legendary Demon God.

The deity lowered her gaze, looking down upon the mortal world. Her eyes, one cold and indifferent, the other compassionate, both glowed crimson.

Chaotic mist wreathed her form, blotting out the sky and sun, exuding an overwhelming pressure.

The demons felt awe-struck, their very souls trembling, tears welling in their eyes.

"It’s the Demon God! The Demon God has descended!"

"We pay homage to the Demon God! It is your compassion that has saved us!"

Chi Jing listened to the fervent cheers of the crowd, a faint ripple stirring in her calm heart.

She had simply been too lazy to envision a divine form and had casually borrowed the image of the Demon God. She hadn’t expected it to drive the demons into such a frenzy.

Fortunately, there were still those who remained unmoved by the deity’s descent.

Chi Jing turned her gaze to the square in front of the Shangyang Palace, where a group of Immortal Clan captives stood.

The male cultivators of the Golden Gate Immortal Sect and the Spirit Sword Sect, who had still harbored hopes of a comeback, now fell into deep despair at the sight of the Demon God’s manifestation.

With the Demon Clan now possessing a Demon God, and the Immortal Clan lacking a deity to counter it, it was clear that the world would be the demons' for the taking!

Before today, they had never imagined that the Golden Gate Immortal Sect—the foremost sect of the Immortal Clan—could be so easily destroyed by the Demon Clan.

Their magnificent palaces and divine halls had been reduced to ruins overnight.

From now on, only darkness remained.

Some fell to the ground, tears and snot streaming down their faces, muttering incessantly, "Heaven is unjust... Heaven is unjust..."

Meanwhile, in the mortal world, men and women, young and old alike saw the phantom of the Demon God in the sky.

The people were bewildered, completely unaware of what was happening.

Driven by instinctive fear, they trembled and knelt in the direction of the Demon God.

Then, the Demon God, looking down upon the world, spoke.

She condemned the crimes of the Immortal Clan and exposed the sins of Gong Sunxiong.

"From this day forward, the Immortal Clan shall cease to exist."

The voice echoed from all directions, lingering and shaking the hearts of all who heard it.

Then, the Demon God summoned the Spirit-Devouring Cauldron and the Sky-Devouring Beast, returning the spiritual liquid that Gong Sunxiong had stolen onto the mortal world.

In an instant, everything revived. Withered trees turned green again, sprouting tender buds; birds returned to the forests, chirping joyfully; women regained their strength, their weak bodies restored to youthful vitality.

Even the injured demons were healed by the falling spiritual rain, touching off another wave of jubilation.

From the mountains and forests to the fields, from the Central Plains to the demon territories, joy filled the air, and gratitude toward the Demon God overflowed.

Only the male cultivators of the Immortal Clan remained shrouded in gloom.

Yet some still clung to hope, thinking that if they surrendered willingly, the Demon Clan might not necessarily kill them all.

At worst, they could return to being ordinary mortals—marry a wife, have a son, and live a simple life.

But just then, a solemn and awe-inspiring voice rang out.

"Since I was born from your collective will, let me redefine the Principles of this world for you."

"Principle Two: The Spirit Pearl physique shall be inherited by bloodline. All descendants born of those with the Spirit Pearl physique shall possess the Spirit Pearl physique."

"The prosperity of this world shall be as you wish."

As the voice faded, the massive phantom vanished from the sky. The male cultivators who had clung to hope now froze, as if plunged into an icy abyss.