The sky above Tianhe World had never looked like this before.
It was as if the heavens themselves had been torn apart.
Golden light poured down from the裂 opening in the sky, covering the entire world in a holy glow. Clouds turned into golden rivers, and a massive gate slowly appeared above the capital city.
Everyone in the kingdom fell to their knees.
"Angels…"
"It's Heaven…"
"We're saved!"
But Lin Ye did not kneel.
He stood on top of the burning Heavenly Temple, surrounded by black smoke and corpses, looking up at the sky with a smile on his face.
"Saved?" he murmured. "No… you're too late."
The Angel's Judgment
The golden gate opened.
One angel stepped out.
Then ten.
Then a hundred.
All of them had white wings, golden armor, and cold, emotionless faces.
At the center of the army, a six-winged angel slowly descended. Its presence alone made the air heavy. Normal people could not even breathe.
This was a Heavenly Envoy.
It looked at the ruined kingdom, the burning temple, and the countless dead bodies.
Then it looked at Lin Ye.
"You are the one who destroyed the Heavenly Temple?" the envoy asked.
Lin Ye nodded.
"Yes."
"You are the one who started the demonic cultivation?" the envoy asked.
Lin Ye smiled.
"No."
The envoy frowned slightly. "Then who?"
Lin Ye looked up at the sky and said:
"My Ancestor."
The First Clash
The Heavenly Envoy raised its hand.
"By the order of Heaven, Tianhe World will be purified. All demonic cultivators will be erased."
A giant spear of light formed in the sky and shot toward Lin Ye like a meteor.
Lin Ye did not dodge.
He punched upward.
Black energy and golden light collided.
BOOOOOOM.
The entire capital city was destroyed by the shockwave. Buildings collapsed. The ground cracked. Thousands of people ran in panic.
When the dust settled, Lin Ye was still standing.
But his arm was broken.
Blood was dripping down.
The Heavenly Envoy looked slightly surprised.
"A mortal… blocked divine punishment?"
Lin Ye grabbed his broken arm and forced it back into place. He was sweating, but he was still smiling.
"Divine?" Lin Ye said. "It just hurts more. That's all."
Dark energy began gathering around him again, even stronger than before.
Because pain made him stronger.
The War Begins
The Heavenly Envoy raised its staff again.
"Angel Legion," it said. "Erase them."
Hundreds of angels descended from the sky and began attacking the city.
Lin Ye's followers — former slaves, prisoners, and rebels — picked up weapons and charged.
They knew they would probably die.
But for the first time in their lives, they were not fighting as slaves.
They were fighting as demons.
The battlefield turned into chaos.
Golden light vs black energy.
Holy magic vs demonic power.
Angels vs humans.
Every time a demon follower died, Lin Ye absorbed their death energy.
Every time Lin Ye was injured, he became stronger.
The Heavenly Envoy noticed something was very wrong.
"He is using the battlefield itself to cultivate…" it said.
The Voice From the Sky
Just as the Heavenly Envoy was about to attack Lin Ye personally, the entire world suddenly became dark for a moment.
Not night.
Not clouds.
Darkness.
Pure darkness.
Everyone stopped fighting.
Even the angels looked up.
In the裂 in the sky, behind the golden gate…
There was another presence now.
A throne.
A black throne.
And a man sitting on it.
Mo Wudao had appeared.
Not his real body — just a projection.
But the moment he appeared, all the angels felt pressure.
The Heavenly Envoy looked at him and said:
"Anomaly detected. You are the creator of the demonic system."
Mo Wudao looked at the battlefield calmly, like a man watching ants fight.
Then he spoke his first words to Heaven:
"Tell me… are you satisfied with this world you created?"
The Heavenly Envoy did not respond.
Mo Wudao continued:
"You create heroes."
"You create kings."
"You create peace."
"And when the world becomes too peaceful…"
"You destroy it."
His eyes moved slowly toward the angels.
"And you call me evil?"
The Heavenly Envoy pointed its staff at him.
"You are disrupting the balance of the universe."
Mo Wudao smiled slightly.
"No."
"I am restoring it."
Declaration of War
Mo Wudao stood up from his throne.
Behind him, endless darkness moved like a sea.
"From today onward," he said, his voice echoing across the entire world,
"There will be a second path to power."
"Not the path of Heaven."
"The path of Demons."
He raised his hand, and the Demonic Script mark appeared on Lin Ye's chest, glowing like a black sun.
Lin Ye's power exploded.
The Heavenly Envoy immediately realized something.
This was not random chaos.
This was planned.
All of it.
"You are declaring war against Heaven," the envoy said.
Mo Wudao looked directly at it and said the most important line of the arc:
"No."
"I am declaring the existence of Demons."
Then he disappeared.
The darkness vanished.
The battlefield returned to normal.
But nothing was the same anymore.
Because now Heaven knew:
They were no longer the only rulers of the universe.
And Lin Ye knew:
He was not fighting for himself anymore.
He was fighting for the Demon Ancestor.
Lin Ye looked at the Heavenly Envoy and said:
"Round two?"