Chapter 667
Daring Not to Gamble
The spirit realm has just experienced the humiliation of the intrusion of the demon god and the turmoil of internal purges. It needs time to regroup and assess the trap behind this blatant act.
[While the Abyss was in a fit of rage, it also harbored fear of the unpredictable mental rules of the Heart Demon God and the chaotic environment of the Star Abyss, and was unwilling to rashly step into a potentially predetermined battlefield.]
Hell would be even happier if a sincere heart attracted more firepower.
Thus, a world-ending war that should have erupted instantly strangely fell into a silent standoff, as if the world's attention to the reconstruction of the Red Heart Society had not truly attracted immediate attention and thunderous strikes from the wider world.
This silence was filled with the oppressive tension of an impending storm.
Meanwhile, the Demon God, residing at the core of the Star Abyss, was acutely aware of the hesitation and scheming of these three old rivals.
Instead of taking the opportunity to develop discreetly, He took even more arrogant and aggressive actions.
His boundless divine will was no longer confined to the Star Abyss, but rather swept out like a defiant declaration, unabashedly slicing through the still-unhealed cracks in the spiritual realm's walls and skimming over the churning, chaotic surface of the abyss.
[It even grazed the edge of the shattered realm of hell.]
This is not reconnaissance; it is a blatant declaration and humiliation.
[Through his actions, He was sending a crystal-clear message to the three behemoths who had once joined forces to drive the Red Heart Society to the brink of collapse.]
【I!】
The inner demon is right here!
The Red Heart Society, which you once painstakingly tried to eradicate, has been rebuilt right here!
We will no longer hide; we will stand here.
I'm right here, waiting for you to come!
[And that unspoken subtext, permeating every wisp of divine thought, carried endless mockery and fighting spirit.]
Do you dare to come?
The silence of the three great worlds' wills is not arrogance or indifference, but a weighing of the harsh reality.
They dare not come!
Or rather, given their current broken and battered state, they dared not easily step forward into the Star Abyss, the battlefield chosen by the Heart Demon God, to engage in a decisive battle with this returning nemesis whose outcome was uncertain.
This is not cowardice, but rather a prudent decision based on reason.
What alarmed and unsettled them most was the completely different style of behavior displayed by the Demon God upon his return compared to ten thousand years ago.
[Ten thousand years may be but a fleeting moment for an immortal true god, and for an ordinary third-tier true god, it may not even be enough to make any visible progress on their own path to godhood.]
However, for a transcendent being like the Heart Demon God, who has already surpassed the realm of ordinary true gods and embarked on a higher path, it is different.
[Especially for a transcendent being who mysteriously disappeared after the final war, vanished from the universe for ten thousand years, and now returns with unparalleled power, this ten-thousand-year gap is filled with endless variables and terrifying room for imagination.]
The will of the three great worlds is fundamentally uncertain. In this long period, free from their surveillance, to what extent has the power of the Heart Demon God reached?
Is it stagnation, or slight improvement?
Or perhaps, it has already crossed a crucial threshold?
This uncertainty, like a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, made them hesitant to act. They couldn't afford to gamble!
They were badly injured because of a gamble.
If this were to happen again, it would inevitably lead to its own collapse.
[If the Heart Demon God were to actually take even a single step forward during these ten thousand years, resulting in a qualitative change in its power level, then rashly forcing it could very likely lead to catastrophic consequences.]
[That destructive power, given the current fragile state of all three worlds, riddled with wounds, is absolutely capable of wiping them out in one fell swoop, causing mutual destruction.]
They cannot afford to take this risk.
After all, their current weakness stems from the devastating blow dealt by the founder of the Red Heart Society ten thousand years ago—a blow that shook the universe and nearly shattered the very foundation of the world.
Even after ten thousand years of slow healing, the wounds that have penetrated deep into the spine and the core of the rules are far from healed, and cannot withstand another violent impact of equal or even greater magnitude.
Therefore, faced with the Heart Demon God's open challenge and reconstruction in the Star Abyss, the three world wills unanimously chose to remain silent and observe.
They suppressed their overwhelming killing intent and rage, transforming it into more rigorous monitoring, faster internal integration, and healing.
At the same time, suspicion and scheming filled the air between them, and neither was willing to be the first to step forward and test the waters against the potentially deadly lightning.
In the year 20387 of the Extraordinary Calendar, under this strange and tense tacit peace, the Crimson Heart Society's development in Star Abyss was rapid and vigorous.
The gods of the Red Heart Society, who had hidden in the long darkness for ten thousand years, were suddenly pulled from the mire of despair by the God of the Heart Demon, and brought back into the sunlight. They were given the mission of rebuilding their homeland and openly confronting the greater world.
Their overall spirit and morale underwent a dramatic transformation, a complete metamorphosis.
Ten thousand years of hiding is a erosion of willpower.
[A thousand years of escapism is a trampling of dignity.]
Over the course of ten thousand years, they witnessed firsthand, and even personally experienced, the dark years when their comrades were hunted down and slaughtered, and the organization's spark dwindled to almost being extinguished.
That sense of powerlessness and indignation had long since seeped into my bones.
[Especially since, before the return of the Heart Demon God, they had no idea that this last remaining transcendent being within the organization was still alive!]
[In the minds of most survivors, all the transcendent warriors of the Red Heart Society, including its founder, should have perished completely in the final war.]
Otherwise, with the abilities of a transcendent being, why would they have remained completely silent for ten thousand years, watching their organization decline to this state?
This deeply ingrained, despairing belief in transcending the past and the hopelessness of revival nearly crushed their spirits.
[Furthermore, under the endless darkness and high pressure, their mentality had already become skewed and unbalanced.]
Now, everything is completely different.
The powerful return of the Inner Demon God shattered despair with undeniable facts.
[The Red Heart Society was not only able to rebuild itself in Star Abyss, but also to develop openly and legitimately, while the three great worlds, which once loomed like the heavens above, could only cower in fear, not daring to cross the line even slightly.]
The shock of this dramatic shift from hell to heaven, from kneeling to head held high, is indescribable.
This scene instantly rekindled the almost extinguished flame of loyalty in the hearts of the Red Heart Society's gods. A surge of joy and high morale, a mix of triumph, regained dignity, and even a thirst for revenge, swept through every member like a tidal wave. (End of Chapter)