My sister is Luna

In Chang'an, in a small courtyard.

"How interesting. I can't even see the future of the Great Wall anymore. I really want to meet this person who can make the future so blurry. A powerful being has appeared in Golden Court City. Can the Great Wall withstand it and continue to stand? Will its future be good or bad?"

An elegant white-robed Taoist priest sat in a chair, tending to a potted peony. His expression was calm and leisurely, and his handsome appearance would surely captivate countless young girls.

"A member of the Great Wall Guard will be coming to Chang'an soon. Do you think you'll meet him, little kitty?"

"Huh? Don't call me a little kitten. Just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover! Don't think that just because you're the boss I won't beat you up." A young man leaned against a tree, waving his fist and saying irritably.

"Hahaha, you are indeed too young." The white-robed sorcerer laughed heartily.

"Tsk, you, don't act like you've seen it all. You're not that much older than me, are you?" the young man said with a displeased look.

The white-robed sorcerer smiled but remained silent upon hearing this.

The boy beside him was quietly studying his chessboard, remaining silent.

……

In the desert amidst the clouds, lies the city of Jinting.

Everything that was once prosperous here is gone. This once vast and thriving city is now nothing but chaos and disorder, ruins and rubble. All sorts of evil demons dwell here, and an ominous black aura constantly surrounds the place. Even the scorching sun of the day cannot illuminate it. In this bright world, it appears out of place and dimly lit.

This place has become a hellish forbidden zone for life. The demonic seeds born from dark desires can no longer be considered life. They are only mad, only devour, unafraid of death, and nothing can stop their advance.

The once most developed and prosperous city in the desert has become a dead city because of desire.

The culprit behind all this is none other than the King of Golden Court, who stands atop the only remaining tower.

He pursued supreme power, and would stop at nothing to obtain it. The power of the demonic path leaked out because of his abuse. His vast greed and desire merged into the demonic path, opening a passage to another world. Countless demonic seeds were born from his desires, and the entire Golden Court City began to be shrouded in darkness. A sea of ​​fire burned everything, and he too fell into his own desires, unable to extricate himself.

He has a human-like appearance, but he is no longer human. He wears a black robe, holds a black staff, has a thin body, a ferocious purple face, red eyes, and a pair of curved horns on his forehead, making him resemble a demon.

The demonic creatures beneath him lay prostrate on the ground, seemingly asleep, but their entire formation surrounded him.

Behind the dilapidated high-rise he occupied, there was a terrifyingly huge black hole on the ground, pitch black and as awe-inspiring as an abyss. Every now and then, a purple light would flash through it, and then some demonic creatures never seen before would crawl out of it, roaring as if celebrating their birth, and then casually find an empty space where no demonic creatures were occupying and lie down.

King Jinting ignored everything that was happening behind him. He stood alone on the high building, his eyes, filled with red light, looking eastward—towards the Great Wall, his eyes filled with intense hatred.

As if recalling something hateful, he gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait, no matter how strong you are, you will eventually be destroyed by me. Great Wall, I was born to kill you. Those despicable humans are so desperate to protect you, but they can only protect you for a while, not forever. The Demon Lord, who possesses absolutely overwhelming power, is about to appear, and then everyone will die!"

Just then, a strong gust of wind swept by, making King Jinting's long, black hair dance wildly. But the king's ugly face lit up with joy, and he exclaimed loudly, "You've come! Great master!"

"Roar!"

The response to him was a huge, piercing dragon roar. A jet-black dragon, with its enormous purple wings, descended from the sky, its chaotic eyes looking down upon everything in Jin Tingcheng's realm. All the demons around him lowered their heads and let out a low groan of submission. This dragon was none other than the Dark Tyrant who had flown out of the King's Canyon Forest.

"Great master, you have finally arrived!" King Jinting knelt down and said excitedly.

The Dark Tyrant folded its wings and landed on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. All the dilapidated buildings around it were shattered, and even the only remaining tall building collapsed due to the huge tremor. King Jinting lost his balance and tumbled several times. His massive body also crushed several demons that couldn't escape in time, staining his black scales with purple or green blood.

“Master.” King Jinting paid no attention to himself. He quickly patted the dust off his body, lowered his head, and knelt down, because the being before him was everything to them, more important than their own lives.

The other demons didn't care about the few that had been crushed to death. In a way, it was an honor to be killed by such a great being. The dead should feel proud, and the living should feel envious.

"Hooooo..."

The demons lowered their heads, their low growls blending together like a hymn of praise or a cheer.

The Dark Tyrant clenched his claws, nodded, and then surprisingly spoke in human language: "What a strong body. I am very satisfied. It allows my strength to develop fully."

Then he looked at the King of Jinting and said, "Get up. Is this the outside world—the buildings of this world? So dilapidated."

"Thank you, Master." King Jinting stood up and replied, "Reporting to Master, this is because the demons are too crowded. According to my own memories, the capital of the powerful empire in the East, Chang'an, is very beautiful and prosperous."

"Humans in this world always like to build flashy but impractical structures. So how many have you cleaned up and eliminated?" the Dark Tyrant said in a deep voice.

Seeing the Dark Tyrant's interrogative gaze, King Jinting felt utterly ashamed and said sorrowfully, "Master, I... I haven't completed a single one..."

King Jinting closed his eyes, awaiting his death.

The imagined pain did not come, and nothing happened.

"Master?" King Jinting opened his eyes in confusion, only to find the Dark Tyrant's calm expression.

"Those things left behind by those despicable gods are not so easily destroyed, especially with humans protecting them. Your failure was within my expectations. Now I want you to give birth to more demonic seeds. I will personally lead the expedition and crush those so-called miracles one by one! Not a single thing of the gods' possessions will be left! Those guys in hell will definitely regret not coming out sooner." The Dark Tyrant's huge head looked towards the Great Wall and said with hatred.

"Yes, Master," King Jinting said solemnly.

After saying this, King Jinting turned and walked towards the black hole. He waved his staff and chanted incantations. The dark and deep black hole seemed to start rotating, with purple light flashing continuously within it. One after another, evil demons of various shapes jumped out.

The Dark Tyrant watched the King of Kings at work with satisfaction, then lay down, closed his eyes, and pretended to sleep. His mind was entirely focused on the Great Wall standing tall in the distance, the aura it loathed, the work of the gods. The Dark Tyrant would never forget everything they had done, never forget what his mission since his birth from hell had been.

Soon, it will heal the world's past scars.

All the gods are its enemies!

It will destroy everything the enemy owns!

……