Redemption of a Born Demon

Jun City.

The members of the Illuminati were conversing through their golden earrings.

In the last battle, their losses could only be described as devastating. Not only did they lose two Spiritual Talismans, but the Duke of Destruction and several Ancient One members had also been forced to withdraw due to their severe injuries, unable to continue the fight.

Originally, they had planned to wait for the Sleepers from their organization to arrive before immediately moving to settle the score with the Donghua Group. They would kill Yi Beidou, reclaim the Spiritual Talismans, and avenge their previous humiliation.

However, they hadn’t expected to receive intelligence just a short while ago that Yi Beidou had taken the initiative to intercept the East King. To their shock, he had actually succeeded in defeating him, forcing him to flee in a sorry state, nearly perishing in the process.

It was simply unbelievable.

In their estimation, Yi Beidou possessed power comparable to a Sleeper, but only just. If a Sleeper were to go all out, Yi Beidou would have almost no chance of victory.

Yet the facts now proved that Yi Beidou actually possessed combat strength surpassing that of a Sleeper, forcing them to change their plans.

"Eye of the Sun, is there any definitive news? Just how many of Their Highnesses from the organization have awakened and are coming this time?"

A voice came through the golden earrings, asking the question that was on everyone’s mind.

Everyone knew full well that with the situation in the Mediterranean Sea having developed to this point, they needed sufficient Sleeper-level power to contend for the final secret.

If the arriving Sleepers couldn’t give them hope of vying for the secret, the members, who had just suffered a major defeat, would probably just disband.

"According to the latest news, His Highness the Thunder King and Her Highness Crystal have contacted us. They are on their way."

Eye of the Sun said.

"Two of Their Highnesses?"

Hearing this, joy appeared on their faces. How many years had it been since two Sleepers from the Illuminati had awakened at the same time?

Such beings were inherently rare. Unless absolutely necessary, they would never awaken, as it would create many complications. They were even less likely to take action, which would increase the potential loss of their own Earth Immortal Cells.

This was enough to show the importance placed on the leaked aura from the ruins this time.

"So, according to the original plan, once Their Highnesses arrive, we attack the Donghua Martial Artists and take back the two Spiritual Talismans that belong to us?"

"That Donghua person defeated the East King not long ago! The East King is a renowned figure even among the Sleepers. His strength is beyond our comprehension, unfathomable. Making a move against him is not wise!"

"With two of Their Highnesses here, are you suggesting they’d be afraid of one mere man? As long as he hasn’t truly become a God, he’s a dead man for sure."

"..."

Significant disagreement arose among the Illuminati members. Both sides argued their points, and the conference channel became a cacophony of noise.

"Alright, stop arguing. This isn’t for us to decide. Whether we do it or not, and how we do it, will depend on the intentions of those two Highnesses."

Eye of the Sun said lightly.

However, unless it was absolutely necessary, he really didn’t want to provoke the Donghua Martial Artists again. That young man named Yi Beidou was simply too uncanny; he had no idea where his limits lay.

These repeated incidents had already cast a shadow over his heart.

It wasn’t just the Illuminati; the other factions all felt the same way.

Originally, many factions had coveted the two Spiritual Talismans in the hands of Yi Beidou and his group. After all, even though Yi Beidou had displayed great power in Jun City, in many people’s eyes, he was still the easiest target—a soft persimmon. According to their original plans, once their own Sleepers arrived, several factions would launch a surprise attack on the Donghua Group.

But Yi Beidou’s recent battle with the East King was like a bucket of cold water poured over the heads of all the secret entities.

Just how strong was this man? Did he have other trump cards hidden away? What exactly was the power he wielded?

Until these questions were answered, it was unlikely anyone would underestimate him.

Secret Technique Heaven.

"Everyone, make your preparations. Before long, the great Reincarnation Saint King will arrive to join us. I’ve heard there’s been movement from ’Ancient Nether Heaven’ as well; it’s likely another great one has awakened."

Abyss Court.

"Kuangsha will be arriving soon? That’s wonderful news."

...

The various Secret Organizations were all preparing to welcome the top figures from their respective groups. These were the ultimate powerhouses of human society for millennia, standing at the pinnacle of the mortal world—terrifying beings who had achieved an alternative form of immortality.

In over two thousand years, there had likely never been an occasion where so many of these figures awakened simultaneously and gathered in one place, all to contend for a single secret location.

And besides the Sleepers from the various Secret Organizations, some ancient, little-known beings who belonged to no faction and had been submerged in history also began to appear in the world.

「Somewhere in the Eastern Mediterranean.」

Inside the lavishly decorated study of a European-style manor, a woman wearing a simple, ancient-style Donghua dress, which clashed with the study’s decor, sat on the soft office chair.

Her features were exquisitely beautiful, almost demonic, yet her entire body was devoid of color, as if she were a cold corpse. Most chillingly, her eyes had no whites, only a profound, deep black.

Anyone who met her gaze would feel an irresistible terror, as if their very consciousness was about to be devoured by those eyes.

But this appearance, which should have belonged in a horror movie, also exuded a somewhat incongruous sense of majesty and sanctity from the woman.

Just then, the study door was pushed open. A plainly dressed middle-aged man walked in and prostrated himself before the woman, murmuring something as if delirious, completely unintelligible to an ordinary person.

’Interesting. The recent battle involved that fellow, the East King. Even more interesting is that the one who defeated him was a mortal from the current era.’

’A mortal who hasn’t absorbed any Earth Immortal Flesh and Blood can achieve something like this?’

’Hmm, regarding the matter in the Mediterranean Region, I’ll need to find a few more "tongues" from the other Secret Organizations to get a full picture. To wake up and find that All the Sons have fallen apart... to think I have to gather information about the current world myself. How troublesome.’

The woman muttered to herself, her gaze falling upon the middle-aged man prostrated on the floor.

’Hmm, in that case, it’s best if news about my presence isn’t revealed for now.’

The woman looked at the middle-aged man and took a light breath.

Suddenly, a strange, colorful light flew out from the middle-aged man’s body and instantly entered the woman’s mouth.

THUD!!

The middle-aged man’s body instantly went limp, and he collapsed motionless on the floor.

Without the woman needing to say a word, the study door opened again, and several figures walked in.

One of them was a lavishly dressed middle-aged man, and the others were women of varying ages with extraordinary auras, clearly not dressed as servants. However, a hazy fog seemed to cover the depths of their eyes, giving them a strange appearance.

These people seemed completely unsurprised by the scene. With their heads lowered, they walked forward, carried the collapsed middle-aged man out, and closed the door behind them.

The woman resumed her seat on the chair, casually plucked a book from the bookshelf, and began flipping through it at an extremely fast pace.

The language barrier seemed to have little effect on her.

About an hour later, the manor’s gates opened, and several black sedans drove in.

At that exact moment, the woman’s eyes shot open, and a terrifying black light burst from her all-black pupils.

’They went to catch a "tongue" and brought back a ghost instead. Interesting, very interesting. This familiar feeling... I wonder which one it is?’

The woman muttered to herself.

A short while later, a young man with vacant eyes, as if shrouded in mist, was brought into the study by several suited bodyguards who had the same strange look in their eyes. He was made to prostrate himself on the floor.

After the bodyguards had left the study and closed the door, the woman slowly rose and walked over to the young man.

She didn’t manipulate his consciousness to question him. Instead, a black light flashed in her eyes, and she took a light breath.

In an instant, a strange, colorful light flew out from the young man’s body. Just like the middle-aged man before him, his body went limp, and he collapsed onto the floor.

This time, however, the woman didn’t directly inhale the ball of light. Instead, she made it hover in front of her.

Within the center of this ball of light, a blooming Lotus flower was unexpectedly enveloped.

’So it was you, Lotus Born.’

’To plant a Divine Thought Seed in even a nobody like this... it seems you’ve made more progress on the Divine Consciousness Dao.’

A cold smile touched the corners of the woman’s lips.