"You really surprise me, Fellow Daoist Cloud Emperor." Our bored gamer praised the only living soul outside his Fortress of Love.

"And i'm also very appalled by your lack of sympathy, Fellow Daoist Clark Colter. You could have saved them all!" Cloud Emperor roared in loss and grief.

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"They have come here to tempt fate itself. I did not force them to go through that fog of war."

"So their deaths have nothing to do with me at all." Clark replied frankly.

When they passed through that thick white fog, all the creatures of hell seemed to welcome them with great delight.

And what was more sorrowful was that those myriad of wicked monsters were all above and beyond the Enlightened Realm already.

It was obvious that the 1 trillion party from the 4 outer continents got decimated in the millions in the first breath alone.

In the end, it turned out to be a death march unto a distance of a thousand kilometers.

Normally this would have been easy for them to reach but with them outnumbered and outmatched, every step was a sacrifice of blood.

Only Cloud Emperor survived through the ordeal.

With how he got stronger with the death of his allies and foes through devouring not their blood essence and flesh but a mysterious stat called Luck, Long Delan has surpassed the Immortal Realm strength for a time.

This was only a temporary effect though. It was mere borrowed strength that would dissipate with each passing breath.

"..." The Cloud Emperor has no better retort to offer. He chose to remain silent instead.

"I shall see you around, Cloud Emperor." Our bored gamer said and brought his 9 million passengers into a world where giant monsters walked amongst with them.

* * *

A hundred years later and Clark was already seated in a temple set in the skies. Below him were the prostrating figures of the trillions.

These were the sect leaders and old masters of this entire xianxia world.

"It appears that the fog of war has been caused by a lost artifact of a true god."

"SIGH!"

"I would have loved to kill a True God once more." Our bored gamer said his regrets out loud. In the next breath, he also addressed a very close friend of him.

"So... did i pass, partner?" Clark said to the Heavenly Treasure Clay Brick. He has already sent his 4 wives to reincarnate to Earth. Our good gamer was now free to move on.

"DING!"

Power Systems Conquered: 8/50

"Good. Take me to the next challenge, partner!" Our avid gamer requested and he was heard quite fine indeed. Clark saw black and nothing more.

* * *

"I grow tired of it all." a majestic man murmured amidst the emptiness of the void. He stood tall and divine light pierced unto the distance as he surveyed the expanse of his dominion.

The realms he'd conquered and created were innumerable but all the victories seemed fleeting. What he felt was now a longing for something more.

A new adventure that would once again set afire the bloodlust that has long slept in these peaceful times.

"Is your mind set, my liege?" a beautiful woman materialized out of nowhere. She was a beauty that would make deities and goddesses a paltry comparison beside her.

"Yes." the man whispered his answer.

"Will you say your farewells to the Empresses?" the woman asked again.

"They knew of my obsession, Liliana. No words needed to be said." the man replied. His gaze continued to scour the lands and stopped intently on an imposing castle that he was quite familiar with.

"Will you return?" the woman queried a third time after an indeterminate time has passed.

"HAHAHA!" a booming laughter echoed in the inky embrace of space. The man turned around and for the first time linked vision with the woman who accompanied him in the eve of his departure.

"Of course, Liliana! I will come back and bring a new addition to my list of triumphs. This time, it is not only worlds and realms that I will take in my palms.

I shall gather realities and in the end, all of creation shall be mine!" the man pledged and there was a hint of madness that glinted in his dark eyes.

"I await for your glorious comeback, my liege!" Liliana's words mirrored the fanatical gleam of the man's conviction.

They had been together since time immemorial as she was the first sword maiden of the man. She had been with him from when he was only a puny mortal up to the time he reached the heights of his raison d'être.

And her faith need not be questioned because her trust unto her master would not be shaken even if the heavens be torn asunder.

"I know you will, Liliana. Farewell!" the man smiled at his faithful companion and delayed no further.

His sight blurred and after a second he was gone from his initial place to trillions of galaxies away.

When he was in place, countless of lines sprouted forth from beneath his feet. They twirled and reformed into various shapes to finally create a realm wide formation.

It encompassed every living being as its life essences were stolen in a flash. This was easy for the man since he had created this realm.

The laws inside his creation were personally woven by his very own hands.

"What's happening!"

"NOOOOOOOOOO!"

"I feel weak. MOM! HELP!

Cries of alarms rose from every corner of the realm.

Their body essences were robbed and even their soul attributes were not spared.

Everyone lay weakened and kissed the ground they once stoop upon. But surprisingly after that, no one was killed.

"This should be enough." the man looked at the glowing radix before him. He gently blew a breath before the spherical amalgamation of colors flew away from him.

It wreaked havoc on its path as dead worlds and space debris were sucked into itself until it grew into enormous proportions.

And after a minute of continuous rampage, time and space seemed to distort until a passageway was opened up for a moment.