The demon, Yaotzin, spoke as his voice reverberated in the broken world; the space over every continent in the world cracked as the demon's voice spread in different regions and areas in the broken world. The voice reached multiple unknown entities who have been in seclusion for hundreds of years. Some of these entities resided in different dimensions of the broken world as they refrained from interfering in mundane affairs.
In the eastern continent, the powerful sects and families away from the Ju empire were busy with important daily matters as they heard the reverberating voice of Yoatzin. It has been hours since the battle with the sacred family and Lu Fan. The destroyed central residences were in reconstruction as the workers completed the reconstruction in less than ten hours. They used multiple artifacts for building from the imperial family as it aided them in completing faster.
In the imperial tower, all the powerhouses of the Ju empire and the sect representatives sat in the throne room in rows and order as they waited for one person, Patrick. The winged beings, known as the arkmenia race, stood in the hall next to Ju Fan and Ju Shu. Ju Han stood below his ancestor guardians and the arkmenians. Jiang Shi and elder Mo had serious expressions as they couldn't think of any plan that wouldn't involve Patrick, especially after witnessing the strength of his group.
The powerful families occupied their seats as they sat in silence. Kang Mo was the most obedient as he had firsthand experienced one of Patrick's capabilities, his wisdom. From the silence in the room, one could assume these people have been here earlier than the appointed time, including the guardians, as they all view Patrick worthy of every ounce of respect and honor. Even though they arrived early, no one complained or coughed a sound about Patrick's absence. Suddenly, they heard the voice of Yaotzin as it reverberated in the space.
Ju Fan and Ju Shu immediately exchanged gazes as if knowing what the other was thinking; Ju Fan was the first to retract his gaze as he immediately scanned the broken world. With his search, Ju Fan felt the presence of the demons in the southern continent and the unceasing devilish Qi that leaked into the broken world. He assumed a grim expression as he felt the demonic Qi of the demon they fought twenty thousand years ago. And they weren't even able to cause him life-threatening injuries as they could only throw him from the broken world in an unknown location.
Ju Fan stopped his scan and regained calm when he thought of Alex. So far, Alex has proven to be someone of unknown origins and unscalable power as he hasn't exerted any seriousness when facing his previous opponents, including the sacred families. With how powerful Alex's opponents were, any one of them could easily destroy the broken world and still be full of Qi, let alone exhausted. But still, they lost to Alex without causing him a scratch or even having the ability to escape. With this thought, Ju Fan became completely calm as he stood with an unworried expression.
Ancestral Residence.
Athena, Anna, and Thalia lay on the bed soundly asleep within the ancestral residence, their naked bodies covered with one big soft jade color blanket. While the three ladies slept, their man was busy watching something on a hologram as if it was a movie. Patrick sat on a created sofa throne as he watched the hologram displaying the demons in the southern continent; he also saw Drucius and Drisilia as Drisilia faced the demon leader.
"It seems the Heavenly Sun race has quite the courage."
"The Heavenly Sun race came from the God Land, the fact that that demon is still alive and standing before a Heavenly Sun race being proves that these people can only use 0.95 percent of their true base strength. If these people can utilize even a percentage of their true base power, they would obliterate this fragile realm with their presence alone."
"Hmm, and we share the same skin complexion."
"Yes, but that's because their domain in the God Land has a hundred suns which act as their source of energy."
"Forget it; I will visit the God Land later on the way."
Patrick interacted with Grace as he thought about his plans. Next to Patrick were twelve floating necklaces with different designs and colors; all twelve necklaces had their unique designs, but they all had absolute infinity engraved on the gems in the center of the necklaces. The necklaces floated at Patrick's eye level as he watched all twelve of them. Patrick smiled as nine of the necklaces disappeared, remaining only three.
Patrick stood from the sofa throne as golden liquid appeared from above and began washing him; after a few seconds, the golden liquid stopped as Patrick stood naked in the chamber. His long silver hair hung behind him as his godly physique displayed.
"Let's change hairstyle."
Patrick spoke as his hair began shortening. His hair became shorter as it went from falling on his back to only falling on his shoulders. The long silver hair was no more as it was now short, a straight hairline formed on Patrick's forehead as his new look was as if he had just arrived from the barbershop. Clothes formed from Qi as they attached to his body. Patrick wore a black shirt and long black pants, covered by a long white robe with black boots to match the attire.
"Master, I made finger accessories to match your outfit. Do you wish to wear them?"
Grace asked as Patrick nodded. Ten rings appeared on Patrick's fingers; the rings all had the same thick design, the rings on the left had infinity symbols, and the rings on the right had omega symbols. Seeing the rings, Patrick asked Grace.
"Grace, show the stats of the rings."
[Item: Rings Of Omnivastance; Ten rings created from the cosmic fabrics of existence, each ring can represent an infinite percent of the wearer's base strenght]
"So each ring is at least a hundred percent of my base power. Grace, let's try to go easy on things from now on, ok?"
"Affirmative."
Patrick sighed as he spoke to Grace; he turned to the bed and saw the ladies sleeping. He smiled softly, his words sounding out as his view instantly changed from the bedroom to the throne hall.
"Ha, sleeping beauties."
All these events took two minutes.
In the throne hall, the cultivators sat with serious expressions. Minutes ago, they heard the voice of a being who claims to be the new ruler of the broken world or this lower realm. Although the voice sounded domineering and was filled with overwhelming demonic Qi, none of the cultivators in the throne room felt threatened. Some only became cautious as they awaited the main guest.
Patrick's figure appeared in the throne room as he stood by the entrance. Ju Fan was the first to notice Patrick as he immediately knelt on one knee; the other cultivators also saw Patrick as they went on one knee. The atmosphere felt like a god had just entered in the presence of unworthy lower beings. Jiang Shi and elder Mo bowed their heads the most as they tried not to attract Patrick's attention.
"Unnecessary ceremonies are not my taste."
Patrick spoke as the kneeling cultivators felt their bodies being lifted from the ground as they stood. They had astonished expressions as they felt fear creep up their hearts whenever this Alex does anything otherworldly. One must understand that these cultivators had lived in the lower realm of the broken world for all their existence; their definition of strong is only scaled with True Immortal being the limit.
Patrick calmly walked to the throne situated on the high stand as he portrayed a godly aura; he sat as the cultivators also sat. The arkmenians stood four steps below the stand as they watched Patrick occupy the throne. The leading arkmenian was about to gesture his respect but was met with a shocking reply.
"Akona arkt liik ma tueit duvet arkmenia?."
Everyone in the throne room shockingly gazed at the figure that just spoke; the arkmenian warriors looked at Patrick as if he was a monster but at the same time had happy expressions as they immediately came forward and faced the throne. They have struggled to communicate with Ju Fan and the maids tasked to serve them, but all their requests were misunderstood.
[Passive Nature: God Tongue; Can speak and understand every language in existence]
"Translating Arkmenian for readers comfort."
Grace's voice sounded as one could now understand the langue of the arkmenian race.
"Talik kalam tifk art = I didn't think benefactor also speak our language."
"My name is Arkrom, my brothers and I were tasked to protect the lower realms from True Immortals and above as their actions are a violation of the sacred order. But upon arriving in this lower realm, we discovered the presence of True Immortals. Still, in trying to restore order, we met our demise as they utilized unknown crystals that drain our energy and strength, rendering us helpless in battle. It was a blessing meeting benefactor."
"Nice story, but I am not interested in it. You said your purpose is to restore order in the lower realms, correct?"
"Yes, benefactor."
"Then, to repay me, I want you to clean these bugs and restore this realm; any objections?"
The Arkmenian leader frowned when Patrick responded to his story; he expected for this being to sympathize with them since he attacked a member of a Sacred family. But his response wasn't only unsympathetic; he even proceeded to ask them to repay him immediately. Such actions caught the whole crowd off-guard. They thought this being was a generous person with the will of justice, but little did they know that all of Patrick's actions had nothing to do with them or the broken world.
Patrick helped the Shi family because his wife, Anna (Shi Ling), originated from them. He gave the kid from the competition that Qi replenishing pill not because he was generous but because it was useless. He made Lou Yan a saint only to examine the pollution of the Qi in the broken world. He stopped Ju Fan's heavenly tribulation as a form of repaying him for using his empire as entertainment. He eliminated the Sacred Hua family warriors because they challenged his authority.
And now he is using the Arkmenians to get rid of the invaded demons while spectating as entertainment. If one didn't know what Patrick was thinking, they would misunderstand his true intentions for something else. To think all his generous acts were him manipulating the situation and everyone in it. A true manipulating genius.
The other Arkmenian warriors also heard Patrick as they had the same frowning expressions. They exchanged gazes as they waited for the leading warrior to speak. The leading warrior clenched his jaw as he realized this benefactor of theirs wasn't a benefactor the least, more like a manipulating demon.
Patrick sat on the throne, one leg on the seat as he spoke to the leader of the Arkmenians with a boring expression. He knew every event's true origins and reasoning; he knew Arkrom wasn't telling him the full story that they were the ones sent to rule the lower realms for the Immortal gate using the excuse of peace but were attacked by the Sacred families who already made a Sacred dimension in this realm while having the weakness of the Arkmenian race, the soul-devouring crystals.
The leading Arkmenian, Arkrom, held his hand to his chest as a gesture of respect to Patrick as he turned and began walking out of the throne room. The other members also followed as their initial happy expression was no more. The moment they stepped out of the tower, they stood at the balcony as they vanished the next second.
Patrick and the cultivators watched as the winged beings walked out of the throne room. The cultivators had doubtful expressions as they gazed at Patrick; they didn't know what the group spoke about or what was said and why the winged beings walked out without looking at the surrounding cultivators.
Ju Fan leaned closer as he spoke to Patrick.
"What does young master Alex wishes to happen?"
With this question, the cultivators had expressions of anticipation as they waited for Patrick's response. But surprisingly, Patrick didn't reply; he held his left hand as a crystal appeared on it. He gave the crystal to Ju Fan as he spoke.
"Insert Qi into it, and we will be able to see what's happening in the southern continent."
As Patrick ordered, Ju Fan held the crystal as his Qi slowly entered the crystal. The next moment, a hologram of the desert in the southern continent appeared in the throne room. The hologram began floating and stopped at the center of the room, the pictures shown in the hologram as voices began sounding in the room. It felt like watching a movie for Patrick.
Southern Continent.
Drisilia floated before the demon as the voice of the demon spread in every realm and pocket dimension of the broken world. The demon hovered before the mother and son as his demonic Qi reduced; he spoke as his body began reversing in the air towards his army.
"I will take my time in conquering this realm; after all, there is no one to stop me."
Drisilia closed her eyes for a few seconds as she spoke to Drucius.
"Drucius, it's time to complete your final test. Survive for an hour and you will gain a title."