Battle Through the Heavens: Harmony of Flame and Shadow

"Go to the Great Thousand, return to our homeland!"

"Homeland? Do we even have a homeland left? Is this the Holy Heaven Demon Emperor's intention?"

Seeing the bitterness in Jiang Yun's eyes, Jiang Hong felt a pang of pain in his heart. He turned away reluctantly, then resolutely said, "We will have one. Wherever our clan is, that is our home!"

"The Holy Heaven's intention is for you to grow in the Great Thousand. In a hundred years, it will be the forty-ninth 'Great Thousand Demon Formation.'"

"I will go."

Jiang Yun replied resolutely, a burning flame in his eyes. He had been in this world for six years and understood deeply that in this world, strength was his foundation.

In the past few years, he didn't understand what the Holy Heaven Demon Emperor planned for him and why he forbade his cultivation. Now it seemed it was all for the 'Sky Evil God.' The emperor wanted to place a piece on the chessboard of the Great Thousand World.

Compared to someone who could potentially ascend to the high echelons of the Great Thousand World, a Sky Demon Emperor from the Evil Spirit Clan seemed less significant.

As for how a young child like Jiang Yun could survive in the Great Thousand, that wasn't within his consideration. After all, it was just a minor piece; success was preferable, but failure wouldn't cost them much.

The Evil Spirit Clan's plan over tens of thousands of years didn't particularly concern Jiang Yun's piece, as they had already laid out everything.

Jiang Hong stood up, hands behind his back, looking at the dim sky outside the library. His tone was filled with melancholy, "This world is cruel. Once you go to the Great Thousand, don't come back."

Saying this, Jiang Hong took out a pendant and hung it around Jiang Yun's neck. It was a seven-layered tower-shaped pendant, ordinary looking with nothing special. Jiang Yun didn't know its purpose, but since it was given by his grandfather, he carefully kept it tucked in his collar.

"This tower, never take it off, no matter what."

Without waiting for Jiang Yun's response, Jiang Hong waved his sleeve, tearing open a pitch-black spatial crack. In an instant, the library returned to tranquility.

It was a dark space, with dim, gloomy skies occasionally struck by black lightning like an angry python descending from the sky.

Jiang Yun saw hundreds of people around, similar to him. Among them were his clansmen, some humans from the Great Thousand who had been captured and 'baptized,' and even some from the Evil Spirit Clan.

Evidently, the Holy Heaven Demon Emperor didn't only arrange for Jiang Yun; there were many insignificant pawns. If it could increase the chances of saving the Sky Evil God by even a fraction, the Holy Heaven Demon Emperor wouldn't care about being discovered by those in the Great Thousand.

Hollow, numb expressions appeared on everyone's faces. They didn't know their purpose, only that they were being sent to the Great Thousand. For these 'powerless' individuals, being discovered by those in the Great Thousand meant certain death.

Only those who survived were qualified to understand the Evil Spirit Clan's plan and gain their support.

"The time has come!"

A demonic figure slowly appeared, sitting silently with terrifying demonic energy surging around. The black lightning vanished into nothing upon nearing his aura as if being corroded.

Jiang Yun turned towards the voice and saw the world splitting, a silver-white storm of destruction raging endlessly, devoid of any substance like a void.

Such power, apart from a Sky Sovereign, anyone stepping in would perish.

Feeling Jiang Yun's stiff body, Jiang Hong held his hand tighter, softly saying, "Don't be afraid, grandfather will protect you!"

Feeling the grip, Jiang Yun gradually calmed down, blinking at the storm.

The most ideal place to go was the lower planes, where the Great Thousand's strength was weak, suitable for everyone to grow.

"It's time to go!"

With a majestic voice, Jiang Yun saw a giant hand in the sky. Vast soul power flashed through his mind.

A mysterious rune mark appeared, seemingly exposing all secrets. As it was about to touch his soul, black-and-white flames emerged from Jiang Yun's body, blocking the rune.

"Hmm?"

A confused voice sounded; the demonic figure turned, seeing the flames in Jiang Yun, giving a sinister smile, "So, you are the famous genius of the Evil Spirit Clan!"

"Junior Jiang Yun, greets the Demon Emperor!" Jiang Yun's hairs stood on end at the eerie laugh, his penetrating gaze making him very uncomfortable.

"Darkheart Demon Emperor!" Jiang Hong's deep voice broke in, stepping forward to shield Jiang Yun, his cloudy eyes flashing terrifying divine light, coldly staring at the demonic figure.

"Hmm!" Darkheart Demon Emperor grunted, coldly watching Jiang Hong, his chilling voice, "Didn't expect you to be an immortal Sky Sovereign, quite the Evil Spirit Clan!"

His tone was filled with disdain and arrogance. Coming from the top-ranked Heart Demon Clan among the thirty-two great clans, his pride was justified.

"Perfect bloodline of the Evil Spirit Clan?" Glancing disdainfully at Jiang Yun, Darkheart Demon Emperor ignored him, confident in the Holy Heaven Demon Emperor's methods. The emperor had absolute authority in the Evil Spirit Clan.

"Rumble—"

Suddenly, thunderous sounds erupted from afar. The storm of time and space trembled, even the earth quaking.

As the storm gradually calmed, a rare sight.

"Go now, Yun'er. Once you're there, don't come back!"

At those words, Jiang Yun felt a lightness, encased in a green glow, soaring towards the storm.

Turning back, he saw Jiang Hong's reluctance and others being thrown in, including his clansmen.

Not everyone had Jiang Yun's fortune, with a Sky Sovereign escorting. Entering the storm, their barrier would soon be torn by chaotic space currents.

A brutal scene unfolded, bones and blood everywhere. Many were instantly crushed by space forces.

'I will return. I will change the fate of the Evil Spirit Clan!'

Seeing his clansmen perish like grass, Jiang Yun roared in his heart, finding his path.

"Roar—"

The green glow, like a dragon, roared, carrying Jiang Yun into the silver storm, disappearing quickly into the vast silver expanse.