Infinite Dimension Physique: Rise of The Lustful Devil-Chapter 239: Decree: Submit or Perish

In the Demonic continent, one of the three worlds of the realm of Varnath.

Yvaris was overflowing with dense demonic Mana.

Unlike the Holy Sun Empire, which stood on a single continent, Yvaris was divided into six huge landmasses.

Even though they were separated by thousands of miles, wars here were common. Not a single day passes without someone’s blood enriching the wretched land below them.

The sky above them wasn’t bright and shiny; it was gloomy, but not the eternal night type of atmosphere.

In the far north-east of the world, on a huge island. That day, the kindhars were going on with their everyday routine.

Trades, exchanges, businesses, battles, blood, and so on.

But on the particular day, the sky above them shook intensely, as if the space itself was going to fold inwardly.

The Kindhars had the largest population compared to the other houses; the demonic beasts rode the lands—hundreds of thousands of them.

Because their cultivation mainly relies on the blood and core of the Demonic beasts, they were regularly hunted for food and other necessities.

At the very center of the island. A vast city nestled, its landmass was big enough to cover the entire east of the Holy Sun Continent.

Inside the grandest mansion of the city, a huge mansion stood high on a mountain peak. It was majestic and terrifying at the same time.

The Grand Assembly hall of the Kindhars stretched far and wide; it seemed like its pillars were carved by the bone of a Divine beast.

The hall was filled with the Kindhar cultivators, their bodies were naturally rough and tough. The Kindhar had a total of twenty-one Elders, all at the Divine Spark Realm!

The aura inside the hall was suffocating to say the least, but today. Even those so-called mighty Elders had their heads lowered with sweat dripping down their chins.

Their aura was nothing compared to the man who was sitting high on the throne; he was a huge muscle tank.

Sitting on the throne, his eyes bore down on the present cultivators.

"You fucking wastes, even after an entire month. You still didn’t get a single clue about that disturbance?" He barked, his mere words snuffed the air out of their chests. His peak Ascension Realm cultivation was overwhelming to say the least.

Hearing the man’s words, the Elder lowered their heads in shame. Indeed, a month back. The sky above their island had suddenly darkened and...cracked!

The Elders were shocked when they saw this at that time. Their Leader was still in seclusion, so the responsibility for this mysterious phenomenon fell upon their shoulders.

One by one, each of the Elders investigated the disturbance carefully, in hopes of finding a clue.

But unfortunately, none of them have been able to succeed. And even now, they haven’t found a single fucking clue.

Naturally, the leader was furious beyond words when he heard that.

Crack!

The armrest of the leader cracked under his pressure, "You fools! What if some other House had played some evil tricks!? Do you even understand the consequences here!?"

He roared, well. The Demonic cultivators of Yvaris weren’t exactly known for their patience.

The hall was silent aside from the echo of their leader’s roar; the Elders didn’t dare say a single word.

They were smart; they knew that if they were to open their mouth and give some excuses at this moment, their heads would roll on the ground.

Suddenly, the leader stopped! His head snapped in the sky. Above the large city of the Kindhar, he saw a small dot.

The moment he looked closer at what it was, his expression changed. The Elders noticed it almost immediately, their expressions turning confused for a moment. Following his gaze, their eyes collectively rose toward the sky. There, standing above the heavens itself...was a long figure.

It was Majestic, untouchable, and tyrannical.

The Leader’s expression darkened the moment he saw this; his figure vanished from the grand hall alongside the Elders. Just as he had vanished, an overbearing voice descended on the land below.

"Cultivators of the Kindhar... hear this decree"

The moment those words left her mouth, an extremely overbearing and tyrannical pressure descended upon the entire continent of Kindhar.

Every single soul went on their...unable to bear the pressure. Even the Leader and the Elders were no exception. The pressure was unlike anything they had ever experienced, as if gravity itself had increased several thousandfold.

"I am Yveline Overlord, Head Consort of the Immortal Jade Emperor and the Empress of the Immortal Jade Empire."

Yveline paused; her indifferent and overbearing voice didn’t need any reply. Her gaze weighed down the vast island below...threatening to destroy it.

"By my Emperor’s will, I stand here as His blade, to offer you a choice."

Her tone did not rise, nor was it any lower. It was absolute.

"Kneel before the Jade Emperor and accept his dominion...or refuse and perish under his wrath."

The moment her words echoed, it felt like a bomb had exploded over their heads, especially the Kindhar Leader and their Elders.

The Leader managed to stand up lightly—albeit with wobbly legs. For the first time, he felt his unbreakable body crack.

His bones began to crack one after another, but he stood still. Glancing at the figure in the sky.

His pupils trembled...fear. An emotion he hadn’t felt in an entire millennium. Every instinct in his body screamed.

His Divine Spark threatened to be snuffed, his soul core cracking ever so lightly.

Behind him, the Elders had it far worse. Several had already collapsed completely, their knees blasted apart across the ground.

Several coughed violently, constantly throwing up blood. Their Divine Spark was almost on the verge of being brutally snuffed out.

This...this was no ordinary pressure. It was outright suppression...which suffocated their souls.

The Leader clenched his teeth, his muscles bulging as veins snapped all across his body.

This woman...no. This monster.

Who was she? According to her words, she was the Head Consort of some Immortal Jade Emperor.

Where had they even come from? Why hadn’t he heard that name even once?

Suddenly, his eyes widened in horror!

"That...disturbance! That was caused by this woman, no doubt!"

The Leader spoke; she wasn’t even looking at him. And could still suppress him like a low-level mortal.

He suddenly let out an earth-shaking roar!!

"YOU THINK THIS IS ENOUGH TO SUPPRESS ME, BISRIAN!!? DEMONIC BEAST TRANSFORMATION—FINAL FORM!"