Five years.

On a cosmic scale, five years is but a single breath of a star. But for a nascent human civilization, five years is enough to create miracles.

Under the will of Lin Feng, the emperor of the Holy Star Empire, miracles became commonplace.

Since the "Day of the All Demons' Bowing," the entire planet's map has been redrawn. Human cities have expanded and been rebuilt at an unprecedented pace. Thanks to the selfless contributions of "demonic laborers" such as giant golems and burrowing worms, one after another, brand-new mega-cities, blending ultra-modern technology with the grandeur of the abyss, have sprung up.

The Empire’s total population exploded to an astonishing three billion, driven by both the postwar baby boom and the “genetic optimization breeding” program of the Imperial Academy of Sciences’ Life Engineering Department.

On the vast plains, a fully automated agricultural matrix operates silently, ensuring that every citizen of the empire can enjoy abundant food far exceeding the standards of the old era.

Humans and demons coexist in a bizarre yet efficient way.

Demons are still demons; they have no emotions, only a thirst for power and an instinct for killing.

But now, the soul chains of all demons are held in the hands of the one who sits on the throne. Lin Feng's will is their supreme law.

These war machines that once destroyed civilizations have now become the empire's most loyal servants, cheapest laborers, and... the sharpest, yet unsheathed blades.

They were placed in the vast "magic contaminated zone" and were under the strictest military management by the First Demon General, the former Demon King Lilith.

They survive through endless battles and devouring, maintaining their strongest fighting instincts, awaiting the emperor's summons.

Humanity enjoyed unprecedented peace and prosperity. With no external enemies and no internal strife, social resources were utilized to the maximum extent under the precise planning of the Empire's central AI, "Pangu".

Technology is developing explosively at an exponential rate. Antimatter energy, space folding navigation, high-dimensional information communication... countless technologies that once only existed in theory have been realized one by one under Lin Feng's occasional "divine revelation".

This is a golden age. An unprecedented and glorious era belonging to the Holy Star Empire.

However, everyone at the top of power understands that this golden age is built on an unbreakable foundation called "absolute rule".

The Palace of Embracing the Moon in the Nine Heavens, the Palace of Eternal Light.

This place remains the core of the empire's power, only it is more magnificent and more...cold than it was five years ago.

The entire palace floats atop the highest point of the capital, Chengtian City, shrouded in an invisible barrier of laws powerful enough to withstand the explosion of a star. Ordinary people cannot even look directly at its existence.

Lin Feng did not handle state affairs like an ordinary emperor. Everything in the empire was efficiently managed by the AI ​​"Pangu" and the State Council headed by Qin Lan.

Most of the time, he simply stayed quietly in the deepest part of the Yongguang Palace, in that bedroom made of a single piece of "Star Tear Stone" that could calculate the cosmic star map in real time.

He is experiencing, learning, and taking control.

Prolonged comfort and absolute power did not make him complacent; on the contrary, they made him even more...inhuman.

In those golden eyes, human emotions became increasingly scarce, replaced by an absolute divinity as vast, cold, and devoid of joy or sorrow, like the universe itself.

The only person who could slightly melt the coldness in his eyes was one person.

"Your Majesty, it's time for your meal."

A gentle voice rang out from outside the hall. Su Wanqing, dressed in an elegant white palace gown, slowly walked in, carrying a bowl of congee cooked by her own hands with water from the Fountain of Life.

Five years have passed, and time has left no trace on her face. As the empress of the empire, she enjoys the world's finest resources.

But the gentleness and tranquility in her eyes remained constant. She was like a clear spring, able to wash away the increasingly heavy divine pressure emanating from Lin Feng.

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, and the dazzling starry river flowing above the palace dome slowly faded from his golden pupils.

His divine power vanished in an instant, and he reverted to the slightly weary man that only Su Wanqing could see.

"Um."

He walked to the table, sat down, and quietly drank his porridge. Throughout the entire process, only Su Wanqing served him food. This was an unspoken understanding between them.

"Would you like to go see the 'Sea-Viewing Terrace' today?" Su Wanqing asked softly. She knew that Lin Feng hadn't left this palace for a long time.

Lin Feng shook his head and put down the jade bowl in his hand.

"No." His voice was calm and indifferent. "It's time to deal with some things that have been forgotten for a long time."

Su Wanqing's heart tightened slightly. She knew that her peaceful days were coming to an end.

Lin Feng stood up, his hands behind his back, his gaze seemingly piercing through the palace walls and across the vast sky, looking towards the other side of the planet.

That world was isolated by a colossal wall, so magnificent it was beyond imagination, a wall where physical and magical elements intertwined.

"Issue my decree."

Lin Feng's voice instantly resounded through some kind of high-dimensional link, simultaneously in the Supreme Command of the Empire and in the distant magic-contaminated zone, as well as in Lilith's mind.

"Destiny: First Demon General Lilith, unite your forces—the Terrorclaw Beast Legion, the Gargoyle Legion, the Abyss Behemoth Legion… a total of three hundred million demon troops—and set out immediately."

"Target:"

"The Great Wall in Desperate Circumstances".

"I want that wall to be reduced to dust within seven days."

"I want the world behind that wall to tremble at my feet."

This decree was cold, domineering, and left no room for doubt.

Inside the Supreme Command Headquarters, Marshal Qin Lan showed no surprise upon hearing the order.

She simply walked to the enormous holographic star map and began mobilizing the empire's war resources with maximum efficiency, preparing the logistical support for this "royal expedition." For this female marshal, the Emperor's will was the direction the empire would take, regardless of whether the future held the vastness of the stars or the impasse of peril.

Deep within the demon-contaminated zone lies the "Demon King's Palace," a structure built from countless skeletons.

Lilith reclined languidly on the throne carved from the skull of an abyssal beast. She was still breathtakingly beautiful, but the arrogance that once belonged to a demon lord had been replaced by an absolute, cold obedience that belonged to a servant.

When Lin Feng's decree echoed in her mind.

Her purple, vertical pupils snapped open!

A surge of overwhelming, insane, resentful, and hateful intent, suppressed for ten thousand years and imprisoned for five years, flashed across her eyes!

The Great Wall in Desperate Circumstances!

Those races that betrayed her!

Elves! Dwarves! Humans!

"Hahaha...hahahahahaha!!"

Lilith abruptly rose from her throne, unleashing a maniacal, hysterical laugh filled with ecstatic pleasure. Her laughter, transforming into tangible sound waves, caused the entire Demon King's Palace to tremble violently!

She had been waiting for this day for far too long!

Although he was acting as a "servant" to carry out his master's orders.

But what does it matter?

As long as I can personally tear those races that once sealed her away and subjected her to ten thousand years of humiliation to shreds! As long as I can witness their self-righteous civilization reduced to a burning wasteland before her demon army!

She's willing to give anything for it!

"Yes, sir..."

Lilith slowly knelt on one knee and lowered her noble head towards the direction of the City of Heaven.

“My master.”

Her voice was filled with a morbid, fanatical, trembling quality.

"Your will, your servant, will be executed perfectly for you."

She stood up, and in a flash, appeared above the Demon King's Palace.

She opened her arms, and the vast and evil aura that once belonged to the Demon King was released without reservation, enveloping the entire area contaminated by demonic energy!

"Children of the Demon Clan!"

Lilith's voice transformed into a demonic sound that resounded throughout the heavens and earth, reaching the ears of every demon!

"Awaken! Fight! Fangs that have thirsted for millennia, it is time to drink your fill of your enemies' blood!"

"Our master, the great Holy Emperor, has issued a divine decree!"

"Forward! Destination: The Wall of Despair!"

"Destruction! Everything I see!"

"roar!"

After five years of dormancy, the magic-contaminated zone erupted into chaos at this moment!

Hundreds of millions of monsters awoke from their slumber, roaring deafeningly at the heavens. Their roars merged together, transforming into a torrent of war powerful enough to tear the sky apart!

The black tide began to surge toward the Great Wall of Despair!

A storm that is sweeping the world has begun; its prelude has begun.