Underworld - Closed Cultivation Cell The air in the room felt different. It was as if every molecule of Qi inside was waiting... vibrating in holy tension.Darian and Liria sat leaning against each other. Their skin touched directly, openly.Their body temperature adjusted slowly-like two poles of Yin and Yang finally accepting each other's presence, not to subdue... but to merge.Kai stood guard in the form of light, slightly distanced, respecting their will. [The third stage of the ritual begins. Back-to-back union. Energy will rise from the base of the spine, through the main spiritual vein, merging at the soul centre.]"Liria's demonic red aura and Nyxtherion Darian's dark purple light began to combine. At first, the forces collided, like waves and coral. But slowly... they found a rhythm.Their breathing began to harmonise. Heartbeats merged. Their qi flowed in spiralling circles, binding, embracing, washing, and infiltrating every deepest spiritual node."Warm..." whispered Liria

Liria nodded slowly, her hand gripping the spear tightly. "I knew Orryx was my adopted uncle, raised alongside my father and mother from the Zarka Clan. But I never thought he would destroy my life just because I rejected him."Her aura trembled, and for the first time, Darian felt something through the soul bond-a glimmer of Liria's emotions, like a dark purple wave touching his soul.Kai appeared in a small hologram, his blue light flashing. "[Data from the Book of Immortal Shadows shows this passage leads to the Immortal Seal Room, where powerful souls are locked up. There are strange Qi fluctuations-possibly related to Orryx. Be careful, Mr. Darian, your soul bonds are starting to absorb Liria's resonance]."Darian frowned. "Liria joined our soul bond?" he asked, glancing at Liria, who looked surprised. Liria looked down, her voice low. "I felt... something. Like soft wind and jade light. It was... Yara and Anita, wasn't it?" Her eyes widened. "How can I connect with them?"Kai bl

Liria gasped, her hands trembling on the jade. “My father... my mother... they know about this?” Her voice broke, filled with a mixture of anger and sadness. Through their soul bond, Darian felt Liria's emotional turmoil—childhood memories with Orryx, innocent laughter amid the ruins before vengeance turned him into the angry Guardian of Light. The pain flowed into Darian, making his chest tight.“If the Upper Gods did this to Orryx,” Darian said, clenching his sword until the flames of Nyxtherion burned brighter, “what else are they hiding? Are they truly as holy as they claim?” His eyes narrowed as he stared at the painting, hatred beginning to burn within him.Kai blinked, his voice mechanical yet urgent. “[Warning: Memory fragments from the altar are sealed by an ancient seal. Your cultivation power—currently at the Core Harmony Layer—is too low to unlock them. At least Divine Core Stage is required to access the history of the Underworld, the Demon Clan, and the Banished Gods.]

They appeared on a vast, breathtaking plain, surrounded by towering crystal pillars that reflected soft rainbow light in all directions. The sky above was a pale golden hue, rippling with streams of pure Qi flowing like rivers of air, filling the air with such rich energy that every breath felt refreshing to the soul.Giant jade trees stood in the distance, their branches glistening with luminous dew, while the crystal lakes below emitted wild wisps of Qi mist.Ancient temples floated in the air, uninhabited, connected by bridges of light pulsing with primordial energy.The cracked ruins of god statues stand among the rubble, their broken faces staring blankly, as if witnessing the destruction of the Vorta Ruins, the former kingdom of the gods that fell centuries ago.Kai's panel flashed with new data, speaking in a tone full of awe. [Analysis: This is Vorta Ruins, a miniature version of the Upper World. The concentration of Qi here is extraordinary, enough to accelerate resonance wi

At the heart of the Underworld, a space shrouded in thick darkness that seemed to consume light and time, stood the Unborn Throne—formless, sometimes appearing as a black crystal emitting a cold glow, and sometimes as dragon bones wrapped in slowly swirling mist. The walls of the chamber pulsed with ancient runes that crawled like living shadows, and the air was filled with a soft hiss, as if the universe itself was whispering forbidden secrets.Upon the throne sat the Demon Emperor, his aura like a restrained cosmic storm, radiating a majesty that crushed the soul.Azar-Valkun. His six horns glowed dimly, and the curved wings of another dimension behind him folded like an unfinished galaxy.An aura of silence greeted them. There were no guards. There was no display of power. Only silence that contained infinity.“Come,” the Emperor's voice echoed directly into their chests—deep, solid, and unrefusable. Darian stepped forward first. Liria followed, her steps steady like a calm lava f