Myth Beyond Heaven

Primal Chaos, Heavenly Court.

Outside the Heavenly Court, a few figures in black emerged from the void. One of them was none other than Yao Huang, the inheritor of the God of Darkness.

Since Yao Huang left the Azure World and entered the Great Devil Realm, he had begun to subdue various Great Devils, including the Ancient Devils. Right now, he was the undisputed leader of the Devil Gods.

Yao Huang calmly looked at the Heavenly Court, which was enveloped by celestial light. He didn’t have to say anything, as he didn’t even try to conceal his aura.

Soon, the Divine General Erlang Shen emerged from the Heavenly Court. His wisdom eyes stared at Yao Huang and the two Ancient Devil Gods beside him.

“What brings you here?” he asked calmly.

One of the Ancient Devil Gods, Nie Zun, stared at Erlang Shen coldly. “Long time no see, Erlang Shen. Do you dare to fight me?”

Erlang Shen glanced at him and responded calmly, “Have some shame, Nie Zun. You were defeated by me once. Why do you think the result will be different here?”

“Heh. You are still as arrogant as usual,” Nie Zun grinned coldly. His eyes brimmed with murderous intent.

The other Ancient Devil God, Nie Wei, glanced at Nie Zun and said calmly, “Shut up.” Nie Zun shuddered and stepped back. However, he didn’t retract his gaze and continued to stare at Erlang Shen as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

Nie Wei looked at Erlang Shen and said, “This is our master, the God of Darkness. You are not qualified to talk here. Call your master out.”

Erlang Shen’s expression changed subtly as he looked at Yao Huang. Before he could say anything, Chun Yue’s voice suddenly resounded from behind him.

“Stay back.”

Erlang Shen quickly lowered his head and stepped back. “Yes, Lady Chun.”

Nie Wei raised his brow slightly as he stared at the newcomer. Erlang Shen was known as the number one general of the Heavenly Court. It was strange to see him lower his head to this young woman.

Chun Yue flew over and stood beside Erlang Shen. Her gaze swept over the three and finally landed on Yao Huang.

“It’s been a long time. It seems you also had a fruitful journey,” she said calmly.

Yao Huang smiled faintly and said, “I’m quite surprised that a weak woman back then could climb to such a high level. Looks like you have taken good care of him.”

Nie Wei and Nie Zun were slightly surprised, and they immediately understood the subtle meaning behind Yao Huang’s words. Clearly, this woman had climbed the ladder with her body.

Chun Yue, unfazed by the insult, responded calmly, “What brings you here? My master is quite busy.”

Yao Huang didn’t reply but looked toward the Heavenly Court behind her.

Chun Yue raised her brow slightly as she sensed Ren Yuan’s aura. She turned around and bowed her head. “Master.”

At this moment, Ren Yuan emerged from the Heavenly Court. His aura was perfectly concealed. He looked like an ordinary mortal with no power.

Ren Yuan looked at Yao Huang and said, “Are you here to convince me to join you?”

Yao Huang’s lips curled into a subtle smile, a flicker of amusement dancing in his eyes. “Indeed, I am here to extend an invitation,” he said, his voice smooth as silk, “an invitation to join me, to embrace the inevitable tide of darkness that will soon engulf this pathetic realm.”

Ren Yuan’s expression remained unchanged. “And why would I, the master of the Heavenly Court, the God of Heaven, join forces with the likes of you devils?” he questioned, his voice laced with a hint of disdain.

Yao Huang chuckled softly, his amusement growing. “Because, dear Ren Yuan,” he explained, his voice taking on a condescending tone, “you are clinging to a sinking ship. The Primal Chaos is doomed, its fate sealed. The forces of chaos are rising, their power unstoppable. You cannot win this war, no matter how valiantly you fight.”

He paused, letting his words sink in, before continuing, “But there is another path, a path of power and glory. Join me, Ren Yuan, and together we shall reshape this universe, forge a new order where darkness reigns supreme.”

Ren Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly. “You are truly pathetic, Yao Huang. To think that you, the inheritor of the God of Darkness, would actually join hands with those insignificant people from a bygone era.”

“Why not?” Yao Huang chuckled. “You can’t be that naive, can you? Having schemed against others for such a long time, you should understand reality more than anyone else.”

He paused for a moment and continued with a hint of amusement. “Could it be that the failure of containing Yun Lintian hit you hard?”

Ren Yuan’s eyes flickered slightly. He stared at Yao Huang for a while and asked, “It must be Fan Shen who started this. Am I correct?”

“Of course. Who else could come up with this?” Yao Huang said with a faint smile. “You should improve your intelligence network. It seems the information you have received is

outdated.”

“Where is he?” Ren Yuan asked calmly.

“As long as you join us, I can bring you to see him,” Yao Huang said. “What do you think?”

Ren Yuan was silent for a moment and then asked, “Who else?”

Yao Huang curled his lips and said, “For now, it’s me, Fan Shen, and the God of Light.” Ren Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Looks like you have failed to convince the others.” “No. You are wrong,” Yao Huang shook his head and said. “Aside from the slumbering Moon God and the deceased Star God, the Mountain God, the God of Life, and the River God are nowhere to be found. As for the Sun God, I heard that it was Yun Lintian who took it away.” “The God of Death, on the other hand, is going his own way. No one can convince him.” Ren Yuan was slightly surprised upon hearing this. It was no wonder his people couldn’t find any clues related to them.

Yao Huang looked at him with a faint smile. “I can give you time to think about it. Even if you want to go it alone like Si Junyi in the end, I have no objection. But have you ever thought about this? Once Yun Lintian ascends to the True God Realm, who is going to be the first one to bear his brunt?”

Ren Yuan’s heart sank. He thought for a moment and looked at Yao Huang. “You can go back and tell Fan Shen that I’m listening.”

The smile on Yao Huang’s face grew wider upon hearing this.