The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 572 The God of War

Various kinds of secret realms and spatial pockets existed.

Some, such as the one Qingyi observed inside the golden dragon statue in the dragon people's territory, were essentially distortions of the inner space, expanding it far beyond its apparent size.

Imagine stepping into a chamber that seems only twenty square meters from outside, yet expands to over a hundred within.

Certain others resembled the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword, positioned in entirely separate planes, with their sole entry often bound to an artifact.

Yet a third category featured independent spatial pockets, typically linked to a particular area.

These could be viewed as parallel lines running alongside the main space, still bound by the primordial laws and tied to the core realm, though utterly unreachable.

From all the discussions Qingyi had with Celestial about Auranys, he felt convinced that her divine realm—the spatial pocket she used as a hideout—was the third variety.

Before, Qingyi knew little of such things, but now, with his spatial mastery fully active, he completely comprehended the way to detect pockets like these.

Naturally, this process still demanded time and, most importantly,

knowledge of the rough location where the spatial pocket existed.

The initial site he probed was, of course, the old capital of Auranys's divine kingdom.

More accurately, the spot where it once existed.

After all, nothing remained there.

Nearly the whole upper echelon of the Divine Church of Auranys had been eradicated, while the surviving senior bishops and priests labored to rally the church's troops and initiate the divine kingdom's reconstruction.

"It's not here..." Qingyi murmured upon reaching the location of his fierce clash with the heavenly demon's avatar.

"But where might it be?" he pondered, rubbing his chin.

It lay neither in the Rose Empire's capital nor at the former position of Auranys's divine kingdom capital.

He could, naturally, just teleport endlessly and deploy his senses to probe the adjacent space.

However, such a method would prove vastly inefficient.

Even covering hundreds of kilometers per teleport, the sheer scale of the Immortal Heaven overwhelmed.

"What if..." A certain place suddenly surfaced in Qingyi's thoughts.

A towering mountain rose on the western continent, within a range that split the Grand Duchy of Vaeldrinn, the elven kingdom, and the divine kingdom of Auranys.

This was the loftiest summit across the entire Immortal Heaven, ringed by mighty beasts and famed among western continent folk as the spot nearest the goddess.

In a fluid motion, the handsome youth vanished, reappearing atop a towering, snow-clad peak, beyond shimmering clouds.

His gaze ascended to the sun, lofty and dominant.

Shutting his eyes, Qingyi extended his Qi, sensing the nearby space quiver.

An irregularity truly lingered there, akin to a faint, invisible rift in space.

By channeling his spatial Qi, he pinpointed the rift's endpoint, and

then grinned.

A spatial wrinkle swiftly engulfed his form, and upon reemerging, he stood in an entirely alien environment.

"This... isn't the Immortal Heaven..." Qingyi whispered, scanning his surroundings.

Golden mists, drifting isles, and a profound azure sky.

Yet nothing gripped his focus more than the aura enveloping him.

The primordial laws were simply absent there.

They weren't faint or diminished; they were utterly nonexistent.

Qi and Mana both surged in abundant, equal measures, yet no remnant of primordial laws appeared.

Bemused, Qingyi scratched his chin and approached the rim of the compact floating island where he'd materialized, peering downward.

To his astonishment, no terrain appeared below, only further golden clouds unfurling like a stunning, boundless tapestry.

Countless openings dotted the clouds, and through them, Qingyi glimpsed something that stunned him further.

It was the Immortal Heaven, observed from on high, as though he floated in the void.

Yet this was a spatial pocket wholly detached from the main space... How could this perspective exist?

Invoking his Dragon Eyes, he verified the sight wasn't a deception.

What he beheld was truly the Immortal Heaven.

"There's no need to spend so much time thinking about it..." Qingyi honed his senses, extending them across the divine realm of

Auranys.

He detected countless potent auras clustering at its heart, steeped in

blood and warfare that overshadowed all.

Evidently, a brutal conflict unfolded there.

Sighing deeply, he clutched the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword tightly

and vanished once more.

***

In the core of Auranys's divine realm loomed a massive city. Spanning hundreds of kilometers, it contained dwellings sufficient for tens of

millions of inhabitants.

In bygone eras, that metropolis flourished beyond measure, eclipsing any splendor the Immortal Heaven might aspire to forge.

But those days had ended.

No residents or watchmen remained.

The barriers and abodes stood flawlessly intact, untouched by dust, yet barren of any life.

The grand palace in its midst was the lone anomaly, defended by a

hundred winged fighters, each at the twelfth ring's zenith.

Under their gleaming silver helms, their stares remained frigid and riveted on a shape drawing near from the distant horizon.

The shape towered high, crowned with blazing hair like a lion's flowing mane and a ruthless,

ferocious glare.

Behind him marched five hundred soldiers, arrayed in scarlet armor, their might comparable to that of the winged

fighters.

"Ah... To make even me, the god of war and destruction, suffer so

much..." The flame-haired man heaved a heavy breath, dabbing at a slash on

his cheek.

He gazed upon the encircling city, its immaculate lanes, the flawless carvings of long-gone deities.

His own likeness even graced a statue, though decapitated.

"I have to congratulate you, all of you." The God of War grinned. "Now surrender and hand over my wife. Your strength will be put to good use protecting the children we will bear, hahaha."

The God of War's chuckles echoed into utter stillness.

Not a single winged fighter budged.