Yan Moai!
She embraced Yan Mo as her surname, while her original destiny was Ai Enma. However, Yan Mo found that name unpleasant, so she changed it to Yan Maoi. The moment this new name was born, monstrous waves surged around Yan Moai, converging into a whole, while the ferryman merged into her body.
In essence, this represented the true ferryman. Yan Moai embodied both the body and soul of the ferryman, while the ferryman itself was merely a concept—a law.
This phenomenon was indeed peculiar. The birth of a god typically involves only the laws, with the body and soul emerging later in human form. This was a strange occurrence, but the world is filled with wonders. The birth of Yan Moai signified the return of the true ferryman.
As the light dissipated, Yan Moai returned to calmness. Dressed in a plain lacquered black kimono, she bowed slightly and said, "My lord Concubine Ming!"
Yan Mo exhaled a wisp of green smoke, nodding with a smile. "Yan Moai, you must grow with your own will. All external factors are meaningless."
"Yes, I will follow Karon to grow," Yan Moai responded.
With Yan Mo's departure, Yan Moai returned to Charon's small boat. Charon looked at the newly born Yan Moai, who was still a third-rate deity, and shook his head. "Little girl, this task is yours now. Work hard! Remember, on this ferryboat, don't let your own feelings dictate the sorrow of the souls. Understand?"
"Yes, Master Charon!"
Yan Moai nodded respectfully, indicating her understanding. Charon shook his head, disappearing as he left the ferryboat to her. He cared deeply for this newly born little god. The fortune coins collected by the ferry had significantly improved the ferryman's abilities.
While Charon didn't have any particular needs, this improvement would be left for Yan Moai to develop gradually. He recognized that she needed to be tempered. Her heart, filled with love, was both a gift and a potential risk. If her compassion for the souls became excessive, it could lead to complications.
"Well," Charon mused, "Lord Concubine Ming must have considered everything, so I won't worry about it."
He returned to the magic star, playfully tossing the gold coins in his hand, a wide smile on his face. The rest would unfold with time, requiring no further deliberation.
Yan Moai's growth, the birth of a god requires time to mature. While Charon was unconcerned about his role as a ferryman, Yan Moai's journey of growth was paramount. A child's development was unquestionably essential.
"Little sister!"
"Elder sister!"
In the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, Persephone frowned slightly. "Sister, Yan Moai is the ferryman, but her heart is filled with love and compassion. This could disrupt the rules of the Underworld."
Yan Mo nodded gracefully. "Sister, I've prepared for everything. This child needs time to hone her abilities and to experience more. Breaking the rules of the Underworld is an opportunity for her to grow."
"Well!" Persephone shook her head. "Honestly, I should just pretend I don't know about this. I won't allow such nonsense next time. The Underworld has progressed steadily; there's no need for such intervention."
Yan Mo watched her sister depart, smiling softly. "Thank you, sister."
Thus, the matter was settled. Indeed, the Underworld has its rules, but those rules are established by the god of the Underworld. Given that these rules are dictated by Hades, Persephone, as the manager, could afford to be flexible.
Just as Hades understood the intricacies of his wives' situations, he didn't view them as significant issues. For the Underworld, they were minor concerns.
"Seventy-two demon gods..."
"Born."
Hades quietly sensed the divine power surging within him and whispered softly.
The seventy-two demon gods had been brought back from a small world by Charon. Although these demon gods were weaker in terms of strength, their roles were crucial.
They supported the Underworld, serving as its backbone, much like a stalwart figure in a fairy tale.
The seventy-two demon gods fortified the Underworld. Even without them, everything would function well, but their presence naturally facilitated greater advancement, which was vital.
Additionally, the new seventy-two pillar demon gods were being conceived, absorbing the divine power and laws of the greater world as they were reborn. From the moment of their birth, they would align their powers with the seventy-two pillar demon gods of the great world.
Strands of light blossomed as the seventy-two demon gods emerged, instantly illuminating the Underworld with their brilliant light. The waves of illumination surged, giving birth to a number of grotesque demon gods.
The seventy-two pillar demon gods ranked as follows:
First: One of the four supreme pillars, the monarch of the East, Bael. Ninth: One of the four supreme pillars, the monarch of the West, Paimon. Twenty-ninth: One of the four supreme pillars, the monarch of the South, Astaroth. Thirty-second: One of the four supreme pillars, the ruler of the North, Asmodeus.
These beings represented the pinnacle among the Supreme Four Pillars and the seventy-two demon gods. From the outset, they embodied the true strength of the Titan main gods, each radiating immense divine power. Following closely, the remaining sixty-eight demon gods were also born.
The seventy-two demon gods were formidable; aside from the top four pillars, who were the true Titan main gods, each possessed the strength of main gods. With the birth of the seventy-two pillar demon gods, the Underworld underwent a significant boost in power.
Hypnos and Thanatos, offspring of the primordial gods, were the original support of the Underworld. Yan Mo, as the concubine of the Underworld, joined alongside the gods of Hell.
Now, the seventy-two pillar demon gods, reborn from the small world, had been revitalized.
The Underworld had thus become the strongest force in this vast realm. Despite Hades' divine power still being aligned with the level of god king, he felt no fear in comparison to the former supreme god of the Titans, Cronus!