In the early morning, as the first ray of sunlight pierced through the mist on the eastern horizon, it illuminated a vast and magnificent castle on the outskirts of the city.
Wang Yi stirred, feeling something soft, warm, and fragrant pressed against his face. He opened his eyes to find his two-year-old daughter's tiny bottom planted squarely on his cheek. Her little feet splayed out to either side as she lay sprawled across his chest, sound asleep.
Wang Yi chuckled quietly. Gently, he lifted the little girl and placed her back on her pillow, wiping away the drool from the corner of her mouth.
Around him, three of his wives and six small children lay peacefully asleep on the large bed, breathing softly.
Last night, Wang Yi had intended to spend some time with his wives, but his plans were quickly thwarted when the children interrupted, turning the evening into a family playtime instead. Despite the change in plans, Wang Yi felt nothing but contentment.
As he slipped out of bed, Lin Youyu and the other wives woke up simultaneously.
Later that morning, after a long, refreshing bath—though interrupted by curious children looking for their parents—Wang Yi rejoined the family. The mothers appeared blushing, while Wang Yi, smiling broadly, had a look that the children thought resembled the mischievous grin of a weasel in the cartoons.
After gathering everyone for breakfast, Wang Yi played games with the children and told stories in the yard. He realized that he cherished these peaceful moments with his family more than the thrilling adventures he had in the far reaches of the universe.
However, as a man with great abilities, he understood that certain responsibilities could not be avoided. He had goals and ambitions that went beyond a quiet family life, and he could not rely on others to fulfill his duties.
Home was his sanctuary, but not the final destination of his journey.
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A few days after returning to Earth, Wang Yi ventured into the "One World" inside the world ring.
In this vast, continent-sized world, stretching millions of kilometers, Wang Yi hovered mid-air in a dark red robe. A red disc floated beneath his feet, while a crescent-shaped mental weapon circled to his left, and a mirror-like blade to his right. On his back, a huge dark red blade almost as tall as he was rested ominously.
Armed from head to toe, he held two war blades that radiated deadly energy.
"There are six years left until the peak genius battle," Wang Yi murmured, exuding a fierce aura. "I must make the most of this time to strengthen myself."
With his Flame Star Beast form—a cosmic creature known for its destructive tendencies—Wang Yi found himself constantly balancing between power and control. Yet, his spiritual will, enhanced through his training and Earth's sacred energies, kept him from losing his sanity to the primal urge to destroy.
Wang Yi knew that sometimes, to control destructive tendencies, it was better to let them flow in a controlled way. To this end, he often trained and unleashed his fury in the virtual universe's battlefields or here in his personal world, sharpening his skills through combat.
A swarm of Zerg warriors—about 10,000 in number—approached him from the horizon. These constant-star level Zergs, spawned by the Zerg Empress Elizabeth, served as sparring partners for Wang Yi.
Without hesitation, Wang Yi launched himself at the incoming swarm, his blades gleaming with anticipation. His crescent-shaped weapon streaked through the air, weaving through the Zergs, slicing effortlessly through their dense ranks.
Amid the chaos, Wang Yi's calm demeanor stood in sharp contrast to the carnage around him. Blood and body parts rained down as he cut through the warriors, his mind sharp and focused.
The Zerg, fearless and relentless, surged forward, but they were no match for Wang Yi's prowess. Protected by a tier-5 Force suit, he waded through the battlefield, unharmed.
Every slash, every movement was precise, deadly, and calculated. Wang Yi's goal was to perfect his technique, to avoid any mistake that would allow the enemy to strike him. His harsh training regimen required absolute perfection.
The fight escalated as Wang Yi activated his most powerful weapon, the Yan Shen Blade, a terrifying mental weapon that could decimate opponents with the slightest misstep. This legendary weapon required immense mental control and a deep understanding of universal laws to wield effectively. Though Wang Yi had not yet fully mastered it, he was rapidly improving.
The Zerg warriors fell in waves before Wang Yi, their bodies reduced to broken shells. Soon, the battlefield was silent, with only the wreckage of the fallen Zergs scattered across the ground.
Wang Yi hovered in the aftermath, catching his breath as he reviewed his performance.
As a melee fighter, he had mastered the sword technique "Sunset." For long-range combat, he relied on the Yan Shen Blade. His agility was enhanced by "Ten Thousand Threads," while his mental defenses were fortified by the "Void Tower" technique. Additionally, he possessed a powerful soul attack ability, the "Ten Thousand Swords Soul Seal."
Despite his many accomplishments, Wang Yi was acutely aware of his limitations. His understanding of the laws of space was still rudimentary, and although his Flame Star Beast form gave him immense power over fire laws, his progress with space laws lagged behind.
However, Wang Yi remained hopeful. Once his Flame Star Beast form reached the domain master level, he would be able to create a second clone, one that would focus on mastering space laws.
With determination burning in his eyes, Wang Yi prepared for the long path ahead, knowing that his pursuit of power was far from over.