Emperor’s Domination

Isles of Evil has always been mysterious and always on the move. Now, it stopped all of a sudden next to Imperial League.

The villains had found this astonishing as well, and the same for the members of Imperial League.

The latter looked up and saw numerous islands floating above. Worst of all, the inhabitants were evil criminals. Therefore, they entered the highest state of alert.

“Do you see that?” He pointed at the center of Imperial League.

Upon activating her heavenly gaze, she found something resembling an abyss under the sea.

“Isles of Evil and Imperial League are one?” She speculated.

“Yes and no. To be precise, Isles of Evil and Imperial League were created with the overlap of Uncrossable Expanse and Sea of Heavenly Sin. It’s just like a mirror, one side you can see and the opposite. They only separated due to the movement of Isles of Evil.” He explained.

“Sea of Heavenly Sin is changing.” She said. The two separated domains were stacking again.

“Is that why you are here, Young Noble?” She asked.

“This lid isn’t meant to be closed again, it should be removed entirely. Plus, I need to find something.” He said.

“Removed?” She didn’t know what he was referring to.

“This region should disappear.” He said.

“Isles of Evil? I see, and here I thought you came to deal with us.” She said.

“Killing all of you is too easy, but then someone else will come take your spot later.” He smiled.

“Right, so it’s better to destroy the isles.” She understood.

As he said, as long as these isles were around, other villains would come eventually. After all, this was the best possible lair for hiding.

“Not quite destroy, only forcing the ballast stone back to where it should be.” He shook his head.

“I understand, the islands will disperse without it like duckweed.” She said.

“Okay, your fate is your own from now on, to keep being a villain or cultivate properly again.” He said before stepping forward, raising his hand and palm striking the ballast stone.

“Boom!” It fell like a meteor toward the ocean.

“Rumble!” Isles of Evil shook violently, on the verge of cracking.

“What’s going on?!” The inhabitants were horrified.

Meanwhile in Imperial League, today was Ocean-gaze Emperor, no, Ocean-gaze Ancestor’s birthday.

He enjoyed ample prestige and status as a primal ancestor in Old World. Today was his three-millionth birthday so there should have been a great celebration.

His grotto should be filled with guests including emperors and desolate gods. Primal ancestors and heaven-slayers would come as well.

Putting outsiders aside, just his faction alone had six emperors and countless members across its territories.

Unfortunately, he was all alone on his small island, brewing a bowl of longevity noodles for himself. There was no other way around due to the critical circumstances.

Ever since Isles of Evil appeared, they entered the highest state of alert. Emperors and desolate gods maintained their posts for the defensive barrier.

“Primal Ancestor, Virtuoso Emperor has sent a flying cloud deer...” As he was cooking noodles, a pigeon delivered a message.

“Thousand-eyed Emperor has also sent some heavenly aqua.”

“River Emperor gifted a crystal tower.”

The emperors and desolate gods didn’t forget to send gifts. Of course, he didn’t care for the lack of celebration.

“Ten thousand years and another ten thousand years, then all of a sudden, one million.” He lamented.

Three million years - not a high number for a primal ancestor. He recalled how he started as an insignificant disciple in Trinity Kingdom.

As he grew stronger, he had his own clan and loved ones. Unfortunately, this clan didn’t last as long as him.

After becoming an emperor, he refused the selection and headed for Sea of Heavenly Sin. Now, he had no one left in Trinity Kingdom and became a lonely old man.

Alas, this applied to many primal ancestors. Their loved ones and descendants simply couldn’t keep up.