Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

The purple-gold ripples of law, like tangible waves, plowed through every inch of Abandoned Star Island, centered on the root of the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree that had penetrated the earth's veins.

It was as if countless invisible lead weights had fallen into the air, every inch of space relentlessly compressed by the heavy power of the Profound Light Realm laws. Jiang Yining hovered in mid-air, her purple-gold skirt fluttering in the wind. The early-stage Profound Light Realm essence within her body poured into the newly formed island-protecting array without reservation, thoroughly imprinting her mark on this once lawless land.

The tens of thousands of scavengers and outlaws who remained on the island still held onto a sliver of hope, but the moment those layers upon layers of law-based light curtains crushed down, everyone's knees involuntarily slammed into the ground.

The dull thud of rubble colliding with bones echoed across the entire island, creating a terrifying wave.

Jiang Yining looked down at the group of villains who had once tasted blood, her clear, cold voice resonating with the laws of heaven and earth, echoing deep within the minds of each of them.

"Those who enter my territory are subject to my life and death."

Her tone was extremely calm, yet it was like the sharpest blade scraping through bone: "Those who obey live, those who defy are stripped of their souls and refined."

The moment the words fell, the purple-gold light within the formation transformed into countless tiny shackles, hovering in front of the brows of all the leader-level cultivators.

"Hand over a drop of your soul essence and swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao." Jiang Yining left no room for negotiation, casually raising her fingertip. "Those who fail to hand it over within three breaths shall die."

No one dared to doubt the Overlord who had just crushed the Protoss vanguard fleet with his bare hands.

Drops of soul essence, exuding primordial energy, were forced out from the crowd, accompanied by those vicious vows of eternal betrayal against the Heavenly Dao. Like countless red raindrops, they all flowed into the Law Mark in Jiang Yining's palm.

After completely stunning everyone, Jiang Yining raised her hand.

A faint, dark light shot out from her dantian, and the ancient divine artifact, the "Nine Nether Soul-Nourishing Lotus," rapidly expanded in mid-air. The enormous lotus petals unfolded layer by layer, emanating an ancient aura that suppressed eternity.

With a slight movement of her fingertips, the immense vitality of the Divine Tree of Ten Thousand Spirits instantly flowed into the parched ground of the abandoned garden.

Scorched earth churns and rock strata are reshaped.

With a deafening rumble of the earth's veins, a magnificent and extravagant Xuan Yin Palace rose abruptly from the ground, its foundation resting on the Nine Nether Soul-Nourishing Lotus. Black jade-carved pillars and a dome entwined with purple-gold laws—this grand hall, designed specifically for the sake of pregnancy and rule, exuded the supreme majesty of its new ruler in every inch.

The main gate of the imperial palace had just been opened.

A wisp of extremely yin and ghostly energy, mixed with the chilling abyss, silently adhered to it.

Yu Luofeng had somehow moved to Jiang Yining's side and behind. On his pale, eerie face, his dark golden vertical pupils surged with an undisguised, morbid fanaticism.

His long, icy fingers aggressively reached for her slender waist. Yu Luofeng lowered his head, his thin lips almost touching Jiang Yining's earlobe, his husky voice carrying a sticky, seductive quality.

"Ning'er... Just now at the bottom of the sea, I even sacrificed my semi-saint essence."

His fingertips slowly caressed the fabric of her waist, and his intimate breath instantly chilled the surrounding temperature: "A cold, impersonal palace won't satisfy me. I want... a deeper reward."

That's a very blunt statement.

Jiang Yining's expression remained unchanged, not even a tremor in her eyelashes. She calmly raised her hand, her fingertips precisely pressing against Yu Luofeng's pale, slightly cool chest. A domineering surge of wood-elemental true energy instantly halted his movements, pushing him back half a step without any politeness.

She turned around and looked down at Yu Luofeng, who had been forced to retreat.

His gaze naturally fell on Gu Qinghan, who had approached at some point. He was dressed in spotless white robes, but the hilt of the Pure Yang Sword in his hand was being gripped so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and the temperature around him was so high that it distorted the air.

A few steps away, Su Chenzhou resembled a lurking ferocious beast, his bronze muscles taut. A top-grade star essence stone held in his palm was silently turning into fine dust, which fell through his fingers.

The three men standing at the pinnacle of the Canglan Realm all had their eyes fixed on her like hungry wolves.

"A deeper reward?" Jiang Yining tugged at the corners of her lips, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

She casually straightened her cuffs and laid out the rules that belonged to the ruler of Abandoned Star Island: "I have just broken through to the Profound Light Realm and spent a lot of true essence to give birth to twins. The realm within my body is still unstable."

"You may enter this palace to serve."

Her purplish-gold eyes swept over the three men before her, her tone blunt and extremely snobbish: "Whoever can provide the highest quality source to help me stabilize my realm is qualified to step through this door."

These words were like a drop of boiling oil poured directly into a gunpowder barrel full of dry firewood.

The Pure Yang Sword in Gu Qinghan's hand emitted a crisp and sharp sword cry. The Haotian Pure Yang True Fire instantly swirled around the sword's edge, even burning the surrounding air into distorted black holes.

Yu Luofeng laughed in extreme anger, and the semi-saint ghost aura around him exploded, with the phantom of a roaring Asura faintly appearing in the void behind him.

Su Chenzhou directly slapped the stone powder off his palm, and took a step forward with his extremely imposing body. Dark golden starlight outlined a wild totem on his solid chest.

The fragile balance that the three had maintained while "forced to join forces" underwater was completely shattered at this moment. A strong sense of tension spread wildly outside the palace gates, creating the impression that they might overturn the abandoned star island at the slightest provocation.

Just as the three vital energies were about to collide in a devastating manner.

A soft sound suddenly came from the swaddling clothes in Jiang Yining's arms.

The swaddling clothes stirred slightly, and the two twins, one in black and one in white, slowly opened their eyes.

Deep within those two pairs of pupils, as deep as an abyss and as bright as the midnight sun, a strange mark of life and death flashed with an eerie light.

Without any fluctuation of power or sound, a natural suppressive force that transcended the laws of heaven and earth struck the souls of the three men outside the door like an invisible hammer.

Gu Qinghan's pure yang fire suddenly dimmed, Yu Luofeng's semi-saint ghost energy was forcibly suppressed back into his body, and Su Chenzhou let out a muffled groan as the starlight flowing around his body briefly stagnated.

The three top experts paused simultaneously, their gazes falling on the two seemingly fragile infants with suspicion and uncertainty.

Jiang Yining completely ignored their shock and stiffness. She simply lowered her head slightly, gently soothed the twins who had closed their eyes again with her fingertips, and then turned around without looking back and walked straight into the inner palace.

The heavy black jade palace doors slammed shut behind her, completely shutting out the tense atmosphere outside.