Chapter 995: Ten Years (1/2)

The Pandemonium had now grown to ten times its size before the war. One look across and one would be able to see huge mountains piercing into the skies like swords. The few palaces standing in their midst seemed to be filled with traces of energy that almost seemed visible under the moonlight.

Thanks to the energy gathered by the formation, cultivators within Pandemonium could feel how much denser the various energies were. It almost felt like they were leaning back pleasantly in a sea of various energies.

There was an amber-colored room in the center of the Ninth Realm Mystical Yin Harvester that looked like the purest of crystals that continued to give off a magnificent radiance. Within it, Han Shuo remained quietly seated and unmoving as a haze of smoke circled his body.

When the Ninth Realm Mystical Yin Harvester began to work, it would start gathering the negative energies in the surroundings without stopping, which could be converted into demonic yuan that Han Shuo could absorb at a rate hundreds or thousands of times faster. Without the formation, Han Shuo would take thousands or tens of thousands of years to bring his body's demonic yuan to the Diablo Realm.

But now, he could shorten that time up to a thousand times. As the continent with the densest Yuan energy, Elysium had a huge concentration of energy that could be funneled by the formation into Pandemonium. Thanks to this sudden influx of power, Han Shuo's body strengthened at a staggering rate as it converted the negative energies. Demonic yuan seep through each and every cell in his body, changing it as it flowed through his veins.

Han Shuo's main body had been absorbing energy like that nonstop using the Cauldron of Myriad Demons as the focal point of the formation, helping him advance through leaps and bounds.

A decade soon passed and conflict was now present all across Elysium. Ever since Yarus and Talbot attacked the guardians of the Dominions of Life and Light once they left the Fringe, the battle between the Dominions of Light, Life, Water, Destruction, Darkness and Death had begun for good and lasted ten whole years.

While that time was quite long from the point of view of a normal man, it was but a blink of an eye for the nigh-ageless gods. There had only been small skirmishes during the past decade without any real grand battles. It was as if the conflict was building up towards something even bigger.

Though, it still wasn't enough time for the city to recover completely from the previous conflict. Even so, it was still a good omen for the future to come. The battles that had been ongoing also caused a lot of rogue gods to flee to the Fringe as refugees.

With the situation of Elysium in near constant flux, tensions were high. Han Shou ordered those in the Fringe to not interfere with external affairs and take care of their own turf. With his help, the members of the House of Han improved by leaps and bounds. Many of them managed to break through a realm. Fanny, Emily and a few others who received overgod souls improved at an even crazier pace with Han Shuo's divine elixir. Now, they were currently at the mid-stage highgod realm and at this trend, they would break through to become overgods soon.

Nowadays, the power of the House of Han greatly outstripped that of all other great clans in Elysium. If they were to get into a fight with any capital city of any of the divine dominions, they would surely win.

After word of Han Shuo killing Gyál a decade ago spread throughout, the various gods in Elysium were made aware that another being as powerful as a Quintessence Overgod existed. Han Shuo had been elevated to their level as a result.

As Han Hao, who became the leader of the Godhunter Alliance, he had been nowhere to be seen in the past decade. It was as if he had vanished. Nobody knew his whereabouts at all, though godhunters in general did still pop up from time to time to plague the divine dominions.

Apart from the three Quintessence Overgods who had met Han Hao in person, few actually knew that he had developed his own Quintessence to become the thirteenth Quintessence Overgod.

All that coupled together showed a sign that a storm was brewing in Elysium.

That day, a sole figure stepped into the Dominion of Death. The moment he took a step in, he felt an odd energy pulse. But instead of immediately taking defensive measures, he halted. It was as if he was standing there, waiting for something to happen.