Sculpted from Death itself and stitched with mysterious dimensions. These beings…they just felt wrong.
It wasn't just that Asura House Leader; the rest of the four of them, too, were turned into this.
Rahu observed them curiously, "Although I did try it on a mortal and even became successful in it. These…these beings are entirely different."
Rahu smirked. Yveline, too, was surprised when she saw this. But soon, she couldn't help but be shocked. Her head snapped towards Rahu.
"Rahu…they don't seem to have souls inside them!?"
She couldn't help but say, although previously she had seen the transformation of Ketu. She had assumed he had a special physique, and his godly body supported his existence.
He, too, didn't have a soul inside him, making him a perfect undead…no, he was much more than that.
The entire hall was silent for a moment, only the drumming of hearts echoing across the hall.
Malrik shuddered when he looked at those beings. His pupils shrank as he felt their aura.
"T-This, their cultivation! I-It's gone!"
He muttered in shock, and it wasn't just him. Every Divine Spark Realm cultivator felt it. This time, even the cold and emotionless queen, Eulalia, widened her eyes slightly.
Seeing this, Maryam looked at her mother in surprise, because it was rare to see even a twitch of her brows on normal days.
"What's the matter, mother?"
Maryam couldn't help but ask.
"Those creatures, their physiques are absurdly strong. Without my…darkness, I'm afraid even I would lose against them."
Eulalia spoke, her tone flat. Hearing this, Maryam stared at the creatures once again…then she tilted her head towards Rahu, who was laughing and smiling at the women sitting beside him.
"I—Even I want to sit beside him! But, this…bitch of a mother!"
She couldn't help but curse, but of course not out loud.
THUD!!
In the next instant, all four of them dropped to their knees!
"Lord!"
The four spoke in unison, their voices thundered across the entire hall. Their mere presence…shook the hall.
Seeing this, Rahu smiled. "Good, I'm satisfied. For a being to go through this transformation, the lowest requirement is…will. And you four splendidly passed in that. Go, my servant will guide you."
Saying that, he dismissed them with a wave of his hand. The four didn't say anything and vanished, as if swallowed by the void itself.
The present cultivators gulped; their eyes couldn't help but move towards the throne. Rahu's eyes shone playfully as he watched them. Raising his hand, he spoke.
"Does anyone else have issues regarding this? If yes, raise your hand."
The moment he spoke, the entire hall dipped into silence. Of course, no one was foolish enough to open their mouths.
And the followers of the previous Leaders who were transformed were quiet too. Malrik's eyes swept across the hall as he observed them.
Noticing that not a single soul had raised his hand from his House, he couldn't help but sigh in relief. Many would think that it was a blessing to be transformed and become such powerful beings.
It was true, but not entirely. They were no longer the people they had been before the transformation. Their memories and emotions had been thoroughly wiped out, making them no less than a conscious, decision-making puppet.
Not to mention the soul, the only thing that acts as a birth certificate for cultivators, was annihilated.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at Rahu and, in that instant, he made the wisest decision of his life!
Thud!
"Emperor, House Ravana would like to join you alongside your conquest!"
He spoke. The moment the cultivators of House Ravana saw this, though surprised, they, without an ounce of hesitation, went with him!
Seeing this, the rest of the Houses of Yvaris were surprised. It wasn't just them; every single one of them was surprised.
"We, the Rudras, too, accept this!!"
Suddenly, another voice echoed from the side of the Solterra. The Leader of the Rudra House, Eryx Rudra…was on his knees too!
"W-What the fuck is happening? They are agreeing so easily!? Couldn't they see what type of a man he is!? We're fucked if his rule continues!"
The Burning Peak Sect Master couldn't help but mutter inwardly. As absurd as his thoughts were, they were, to a certain degree, the thoughts of the rest of the cultivators, too.
If this cruel, hedonist, playboy, and…overpowered being ruled, who was going to protect their wives and daughters?
There was absolutely no way this being could ascend to such power!
But…what the fuck could a weak ant like him even do?
Let alone oppose him, he was sure just a fart from that man was enough to blow him into smithereens.
So, he did what the rest of the cultivators in the hall did.
Thud!
"LONG LIVE THE IMMORTAL JADE EMPEROR!!!"
"LONG LIVE THE EMPEROR!!!"
"LONG LIVE THE EMPEROR!!!!!!"
The entire hall erupted into a deafening roar of overlapping voices!
It was as if an intense storm had crashed from the very heavens!
Waves and waves of cheers erupted one after another, filling the hall with chants full of devotion and reverence.
Seeing this, Ophelia took a deep breath and tilted her head towards Rahu.
The Lord of the Three Worlds.
Rahu leaned back on his throne lightly, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
It wasn't a smile of contentment. No, not even close.
It was dark, amused, and absolute.
Yveline too smiled and wrapped her hands around his arm.
Seeing this, Rahu couldn't help but chuckle.
"Are you feeling overwhelmed by my love?"
Rahu joked. Hearing his words, Yveline's smile widened.
"My Emperor, this is only the beginning. These worlds are nothing. If I don't see those arrogant gods kneeling beneath you… I might truly reconsider this marriage of ours."
"Hahahaha!!!"
Rahu laughed out loud when he heard that.
"That's why I love you, Yveline. There's no way anyone could replace that arrogant ass of yours!"
"Heh, of course."
For the next few hours, the meeting continued. After officially naming the combined land of the three worlds, Rahu…made some rules.
Rules that further enforced his tyranny.
