Chapter 72: Meeting of old friends

[Name: Ashford AugustusLifespan: 27/500

Potential: S

Laws:

Law of Thunder (0.033) Infant Form

Law of All-Seeing (0.011) Infant Form

Cultivation: Golden Core Rank 7

Crystallization of Life: The Architect (Sky King Grade)

Investment Grade: AAA

Remark: A self-made genius. Everything he has achieved is the result of his own hard work and determination. It is advisable to invest for the long term.]

It would be an understatement to say David wasn't impressed, especially after reading the remark.

This guy was good—very good—at whatever he was doing. Moreover, he seemed trustworthy.

Though David was impressed, he didn't let it show on his face. Outwardly, his expression remained unchanged as he disappeared.

After David was gone, Jin and Ashford were the only ones left in the square.

"Aren't you going to leave?" Ashford asked in a low voice, looking at Jin.

"Why would I leave? This place is my home," Jin replied shamelessly. He wasn't going to leave until he witnessed the empire's greatest genius in action.

"Do as you see fit," Ashford said, flicking his wrist. In the next moment, a white gemstone appeared in his hand.

He gently placed the gemstone at the center of the formation, and slowly, the Dimensional Gate opened once more.

Without hesitation, Ashford jumped inside.

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Somewhere far from the Crimson Wall, where a normal human could never reach, three figures floated silently in the air, gazing into the distance with monotone expressions.

"Tch! I still can't believe the Nether Empress is older than the Ultimate Heaven Emperor," Damien Rising Sun clicked his tongue in disbelief. Though his eyes were fixed on the enormous black curtain ahead, his mind was preoccupied with the image of the Nether Empress's swaying hips, playing on repeat.

In the distance, the immense black curtain moved slowly, devouring everything in its path—living or non-living, it didn't matter.

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At this moment, a white-haired man turned and looked at his two companions with his ash-colored pupils.

"This world is truly ruthless," he said in a calm, detached voice, as if he were not part of this world.

The Nether Empress's ocean-like eyes remained calm at his words as if the black curtain had nothing to do with her.

The only one who frowned at the Ultimate Heaven Emperor's words was Damien, the youngest of the three.

Even though he was the youngest, he fully understood the deeper meaning behind the Ultimate Heaven Emperor's words and completely agreed with his assessment.

Damien didn't know whether they were pretending to be calm or if they truly didn't care, but he was afraid.

He didn't want to die just as he reached the peak of his power. Damien wanted to savor the pleasures of flesh and the bitter-sweet taste of wine.

As his thoughts wandered, his eyes turned a shade colder.

He hated the world for its utter disregard for his life.

If the world didn't care about his life, why should he care about the world?

"My little Damien, what are you thinking?" A sweet, sonorous voice interrupted his thoughts, melting the coldness in his heart just a little bit.

Damien glanced at the mature beauty from the corner of his eye—the Nether Empress. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, though perhaps he was biased because he liked older women.

Dressed in a revealing long gown that amply exposed her supple white skin, her cherry-red lips parted into a small smile.

Her eyes held a teasing look as she gazed at Damien.

"Shut up, you old hag. We're here to discuss important matters," the Ultimate Heaven Emperor sighed internally and said in an annoyed tone.

She was even older than him, yet she acted like a young girl all the time.

He could never understand what went on in her rotten brain.

Now that he had their attention, he spoke in a tired voice.

"I'm afraid we have less than five years left."

The Ultimate Heaven Emperor had long given up; he had placed all his hopes on the younger generation.

Numerous failures over the past hundred years had crushed his spirit, and if that wasn't enough, he had realized the cold, bitter truth of this world.

He couldn't help but develop admiration for the Nether Empress after realizing the truth.

Even after knowing everything she remained calm.

After hearing the Ultimate Heaven Emperor's words, Damien's heart turned even colder.

Five years wasn't enough! He needed more time.

"Haha... Even the world fears little Damien's talent," the Nether Empress laughed in a charming and graceful manner, looking even more beautiful.

For a moment, Damien forgot about everything else and stole a glance at her jiggling bosom.

Suddenly, the Ultimate Heaven Emperor's eyes flashed, and his demeanor transformed entirely.

"My friends, if you are here, why not show yourselves? There is no need to fear this Emperor."

His voice, filled with unparalleled majesty, echoed in the surroundings.

Damien and the Nether Empress's expressions grew more dignified as they looked into the distance.

"Hahaha... Still as sharp as ever since the day I first saw you." Suddenly, the air around them twisted and turned, and in the next moment, a green-skinned man with wrinkled skin appeared.

"How are you, Ultimate Heaven?" the green-skinned man grinned and asked.

The Ultimate Heaven Emperor, however, ignored his question.

The Nether Empress might be the oldest living being in the human domain, but when it came to the entire world, the green-skinned Herath was the oldest.

Moreover, the green-skinned Herath wasn't alone. Beside him stood a beautiful Sithian woman with a triangular gem on her forehead.

She was Lamia Sithian, the ruler of the Sithian Empire.

She ignored everyone else and glared at the Ultimate Heaven Emperor with unconcealed hatred.

"Why are you looking at the old man like that? Did I kill your father?" The Ultimate Heaven Emperor looked at her with a confused expression.

"I will kill you, bastard!" Queen Lamia Sithian gritted her teeth and shouted, her face contorted with fury.

His words were like a spark igniting a fire in the queen's heart.