210: The fisherman benefits.

The scene shifts.

Darkness seemed to be the eternal theme here.

Viscous dark elements condensed into substantial mist, slowly flowing within the massive temple.

The hall was towering, with the dome embedded with crystals emitting a cold purple glow, like countless eyes of a demon, overlooking everything below.

This was the Manling Great World, the ancestral land of the Dark Angel Clan, an immortal temple built upon the remains of an ancient battlefield.

In the center of the temple, a figure sat on a colossal throne crafted from abyssal obsidian.

He wore apaint black battle armor engraved with fallen runes, and his twelve black wings slowly opened and closed behind him; each beat stirred a ripple of energy that sent shivers down one's Soul.

He was Lucifer Morningstar, the current Emperor of the Dark Angel Clan.

"Five years."

Lucifer Morningstar's voice was filled with majesty.

"In the best-case scenario, it will still take five years.

You tell this Emperor, is this your efficiency?"

Below the throne, dozens of Dark Angel with equally powerful auras knelt on one knee, their heads deeply bowed, not daring to even breathe.

The pressure emanating from them was enough to make any Martial Saint or even Martial God from the Tianwu World tremble, yet here, they were as docile as lambs.

These individuals were all members of the purest Bloodline of the Imperial and Royal families within the Dark Angel Clan.

"Reporting to Your Majesty."

A Royal family Angel responsible for constructing the teleportation Formation bit the bullet and stepped forward, his voice carrying a subtle tremor, "The construction of the teleportation Formation has entered its final stage, but its core 'World Heart Fragment' requires an immense amount of energy to be fully activated.

Otherwise... let alone five years, even fifty years might not be enough to fully connect with the Tianwu World."

Heh, to put it bluntly, the engine ran out of gas.

No matter how well you build this Ferrari, it can only serve as a display.

"World Heart Fragment..." Lucifer Morningstar's eyes narrowed slightly.

It was a palm-sized, irregular crystal, entirely Chaos-colored, floating quietly above the Formation.

The space around it was slightly distorted by the terrifying power it emitted.

This thing was a treasure they had accidentally unearthed from a declining elven branch's Holy Land thousands of years ago after annihilating them.

At the time, they only felt that this object was extraordinary but did not know its true purpose.

It wasn't until a Clan Elder, proficient in ancient Formations, accidentally discovered that this... this was actually a fragment formed after a World Heart had shattered.

With it, they could cross-realm teleport and connect to another world!

"Energy..."

Lucifer Morningstar pondered for a moment, his voice icy and devoid of any emotion.

"Then go 'borrow' it."

"Transmit my command: effective immediately, dispatch our clan's elite to secretly hunt down lone powerhouses across the Manling World.

Whether they are Ghost Clan, Beast Clan, or Sea Clan, as long as they are isolated, leave no one behind!"

"Remember, keep a low profile, don't alarm the other top forces.

This Emperor doesn't want his backyard to catch fire before the expedition."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The crowd below responded in unison, their voices filled with bloodthirsty excitement.

For them, slaughter was an instinct etched into their very bones.

The meeting quickly concluded, and the Angels transformed into streaks of black shadows, disappearing within the grand hall.

Among them, a Royal family Angel with a handsome face but a somewhat effeminate demeanor did not return to his palace after leaving the temple.

He silently arrived at a secluded corner.

After confirming that no one was around, he pulled out a crystal emitting a Holy Light from hisPregnant and meticulously recorded all the details of the meeting, along with the astonishing secret about the Tianwu World's Cultivators, within it.

Immediately, he activated the Dark Divine Power within him, enveloped the crystal, and transformed it into an imperceptible streak of light, sending it out of this ancestral land shrouded in endless darkness.

He, code-named "Nightingale," was a high-level mole of the Light Angel Clan, acquired at a great cost, operating within the Dark Angel Clan.

...

At the same time.

In stark contrast to the oppressive atmosphere of the Dark Temple.

At the other end of the Manling Great World, within a magnificent Holy Temple constructed entirely of Holy Light and white jade, the purity and sanctity were absolute.

Upon the Holy Temple's throne, a figure also sat.

He wore pure white Holy armor, and his twelve immaculate white wings slowly opened and closed behind him; each beat seemed to evoke a Holy song.

He was Michael Holy Light, the current Emperor of the Light Angel Clan.

Just then, a streak of light emerged from the Void Realm and landed steadily in his hand.

Michael's Divine Thought swept over it, and his expression instantly became incredibly fascinating.

Shock!

Doubt!

Disbelief!

Ultimately, all transformed into a... an extremely playful, calculating smile.

"Cultivators? Tianwu World?"

"That idiot Lucifer even obtained a World Heart Fragment?

He wants to hide it from everyone and monopolize it?"

The corners of Michael's mouth slowly curved into a cold arc.

He was no benevolent person.

Angels also had desires.

Moreover, the temptation of eternal life!

"Heh, he wants to secretly hunt down powerhouses to replenish energy?"

Michael's eyes gleamed with wisdom and cunning.

"This Emperor will not let you have your way."

He slowly rose, his eyes, which usually radiated sanctity and compassion, were now filled with calculation.

"Someone."

A figure also clad in Holy armor appeared silently before him.

"Transmit my command."

Michael's voice carried an undeniable authority.

"Go and contact the top forces friendly with our clan, and tell them... the Dark Angel Clan seems to be a bit restless lately."

"Tell them to keep a closer eye on their own powerhouses who like to wander around, lest one day... they disappear without a trace."

"Furthermore..."

He paused, the smile on his lips deepening.

"And 'accidentally' leak the news that the Dark Angel Clan has obtained a World Heart Fragment and is preparing to invade another world to those few sworn enemies who have always been at odds with them."

"This Emperor wants to see how Lucifer will secretly enter the village without firing a shot!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Michael knew clearly that a world with Cultivators was of incalculable value!

His Light Angel Clan not only wanted a share of this cake!

They also wanted... the biggest slice!