While spending time with his wife and daughter, he would also delve into the "Reverse River" within the Heaven Earth Secret Realm.

He had contemplated refining the Reverse River several times, but decided against it upon further consideration.

On one hand, the Reverse River is intertwined with the Dream Sword, constantly cleansing his daughter Nianrou’s Taoist foundations.

On the other hand, he was acutely aware that, barring any unforeseen events, the Reverse River would become a legacy his daughter would leave to him within ten thousand years.

Even if his lifespan does not enjoy the longevity of his original body, he can ensure that he outlives his daughter, provided he is willing to make certain sacrifices!

Inheriting from the younger generation?

It sounds like a joke from hell, yet Bo Qing, enjoying some of the conveniences of Longevity Martial Arts cultivation, can truly achieve this.

... Joyful moments are always fleeting!

The Soul Killing lineage, even the Heavenly Palace, urges him on, and even within the Ji Clan, doubts have begun to arise.

Bo Qing, however, remains indifferent to these concerns, continuing to act on his own whims.

But Ji Limin, as the pride of the Ji Clan, a reserve member of the Heavenly Palace, and a Butterfly Sword Martial Saint of the Human Race, cannot indulge herself as recklessly as Bo Qing.

Nonetheless, Ji Limin has not urged Bo Qing to act, even assisting him in resisting the internal forces of the clan.

On one hand, there is the great righteousness of the Human Race, and on the other, family happiness, both of which the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint desires, but reality prevents her from having both!

Soon, she found herself tormented by her emotional predicament.

"No need to overthink, it’s just a trivial devilish sentiment; wait for me to return with my sword!"

Under the setting sun.

Fire clouds emerged.

Bo Qing squinted his eyes with a smile.

He comforted Ji Limin, then gently stroked his daughter Bo Nianrou’s forehead.

Immediately, he wielded the Heavenly River Sword, cold-faced, riding the Sword Qi Flood Dragon to the Divine Continent of Central Region.

Soon, the sky was filled with multiple streams, accompanying Bo Qing.

...

...

Destiny Demon Realm.

The ’Temporal Tao Incarnation’ Shi Fengzhi stepped casually across the mortal realm’s sky, investing resources into one man-made Heaven Earth Secret Realm after another.

These secret realms include the Food Tao lineage’s secret realm—’Greedy Spring’, and the Tao of Great Moon lineage’s secret realm—’Star River’.

There were even secret realms of various lineages like the Blood Pool, Purgatory, and more.

Currently, with Shi Fengzhi overseeing from the heights, he observed within the winding mountain range, a valleys of purple and gold.

Within these valleys were countless rooms, each housing a Food Tao cultivator.

They were endlessly crafting Food Tao weapons, fervently and methodically.

Once one finished their part, they would immediately place it onto a black conveyor belt for the next Food Tao cultivator to further refine.

No matter if they were first-tier, second-tier, fourth-tier, fifth-tier, or even sixth or seventh-tier Saints; they each became a cog within this vast valley factory.

As an Extraterrestrial Demon, how could he not be aware of assembly lines?

Now, Shi Fengzhi utilizes industrial assembly line techniques to bestow fortune upon the masses within the Destiny Demon Realm.

The assembly line:

"Divide the crafting process of an item into dozens or even hundreds of stages."

"Simply perform repetitive labor, easy to remember, greatly increasing success rates, realizing the true potential of everyone..."

The factory in the valley continued to rumble incessantly with machinery.

With fires, explosions, madness...

Yet thanks to Shi Fengzhi’s meticulous design, each step remained independent, ensuring other cultivators’ activities were uninfluenced.

If a crafting failure resulted in a disabled cultivator, Shi Fengzhi would transfer them to the Blood Pool.

Those able to crawl out naturally improved, while those who couldn’t became part of the Blood Pool.

"Swish..."

At the base of the valley, a spring continued to devour various Food Tao weapons.

Meanwhile, at the top of the valley, purple-gold spring water sprayed out, radiant and splendid.

Miraculously, a cycle was achieved between the two, with in and out flows.

And the splendid purple-gold spring water embodies glory, blood, and deep despair...

Greedy Spring!

Star River!

Blood Pool...

A new wave of changes arrived in the Destiny Demon Realm.

The sky darkened.

Having completed these arrangements, Shi Fengzhi detached from the mundane and continued to delve into the Temporal Tao.

Among thousands of man-made secret realms, only a select few would possibly evolve into Heaven Earth Secret Realms.

But Hong Yuan wasn’t worried.

As a Longevity Martial Arts cultivator, time was his greatest ally.

The power of time washes away traces of great beings.

Yet, it can also restore the grand splendor of great beings of the past.

Hong Yuan only needs to wait patiently, much like when the Heavenly Horned Ant successfully surfaced!

He believed that under the near ten-thousand-fold temporal flow speed, the eventual success or failure of these man-made secret realms would be seen.

No rush, no rush.

Next, he slowly waited, guarding the Black Heaven, aiming to extend into Human Race lands.

...

Creation Era, Year 42, Spring.

Western Desert Divine Continent.

Overlord Territory.

The world plunged into darkness, tribulation clouds pervasive, an impending sense of annihilation brewed deeply within them.

An atmosphere embodying the terror of wielding heavenly power and executing divine punishment, even more terrifying than the Heavenly Horned Ant.

Thunder Emperor’s Mark!

"Thunder Emperor..."

"He wields the [Thunder Emperor Treasure Skill], the strongest offensive technique among Great Emperors."

"Hehe, it seems like we have a connection, albeit beneath the Eternal Azure Lotus."

Overlord chuckled lightly.

Quickly, he made a bold move forward, his previously dormant and abyssal blood surged as he moved, more ferocious than thunder, blazing intensely.

Striding confidently!

The tribulation clouds, part of the eight-tier, third calamity, resonated with Overlord’s audacious actions.

An ocean of thunder descended, capable of obliterating any Great Saint, shaking the world, drawing attention from major figures of the Demon Clan.

"Hiss~ Is he still improving?!" The Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon exhaled sharply.

At this moment, it stood atop a peak, watching towards Overlord Territory.

From millions of miles away, it could still feel the terrifying aura of Overlord steadily rising.

"Chosen Imperial Clan, Heavenly Horned Ant—Overlord..." In the capital of the Red Sun Demon Kingdom, Li Jianqiu gazed intently.

Suddenly, she stood up, deeply appreciating Overlord’s might.

Because she understood well that if she couldn’t surpass Overlord, then her unwavering determination and effort to surpass ’Creator Saint’ Xuan Guangqiao would be a mere joke.

Beside Li Jianqiu, Ji Qingxue bit her lower lip, her twin dragon-like eyes narrowed.

Though she maintained a calm facade, Ji Qingxue’s heart was roiling with envy for Overlord’s power.

Throughout the years, Ji Qingxue hadn’t wasted her time.

While advancing her cultivation, she investigated thoroughly who sacrificed her sister to secure Zhang Yinghe’s position in the Demon Clan hierarchy.

Among them was the presence of the Heavenly Plant Saint Lord ’Zhi Yu’!

...

"Eight-tier third peak, my body has also reached the absolute peak of Quasi-Emperor in [Immortal Aperture Skill]."

After crossing the tribulation, Overlord slowly retracted the Heavenly Horn Tripod.

The original Emperor’s son and Empress were already no match for him, and now with his strength skyrocketing, they were even less so.

Aside from the original body and demonic body, Overlord was confident his power was unparalleled among equals!

"Though after so many years, Shang Yaoqin should also have emerged from seclusion."

"With the support from the Demon Clan’s extensive foundations, my demonic body has reached the peak of Quasi-Emperor, and even more so for the Human Race, Shang Yaoqin is undoubtedly an absolute peak Quasi-Emperor!"

"Sigh, I only wonder how much heavenly will has strengthened her, and how much the Human Race’s Emperor Artifacts and Heaven Earth Secret Realms have enhanced her. It’s hard to say whether my Heavenly Horned Ant could still challenge her..."

Overlord dropped his gaze, falling into contemplation.

With the current year being Creation Era, Year 42, sixteen years have passed since the Creation Era Year 26.

In about twenty more years, the Demon Clan will have sufficient resources to launch another campaign, making it very necessary to extrapolate the current battle strength of the Human Race...