High Stratum.
If the Lower Rank is the foundation of the Lost Paradise, and the Middle Rank is its mountainside, then the High Stratum is its peak.
Aside from the thirteenth-layer city at the very top, this place holds nearly the entire pinnacle of combat power within the Lost Paradise.
It is a gathering place for big shots from all sides, making it a truly perilous land.
You never know who you will face next!
It could be a demon who has wiped out an entire star, or a traitor from the righteous path.
But without exception, anyone who appears here is not an ordinary person.
Even an ordinary passerby might possess formidable power.
At this moment.
In a luxurious palace located somewhere in the High Stratum.
Zeng Hong, Shang Peng, and Yu Yang were sitting across from each other, drinking.
The wine was a top-notch brew from the depths of the Hundred Flowers Galaxy, a single glass could be sold for a hefty price across The Multiverse.
The dishes were exquisite delicacies crafted from various precious ingredients.
Not far away, a master of the Dao of Music was playing drums.
Amidst wisps of white mist formed by the purest Spiritual Energy, beautiful women danced gracefully.
In short, everything imaginable in this palace was the best.
At this moment, the alcohol had brought them to a slight intoxication.
Zeng Hong casually tossed the jade cup carved from millennia-old jade essence onto the table, and the spilled wine drops sprouted spiritual herbs on the pure jade tabletop.
This phenomenon was due to the excessive concentration of Spiritual Energy in the wine.
"Shang Peng, the younger brother will always know how to enjoy life! Every time I arrive here, I never want to leave!" Zeng Hong stretched lazily, and the taut muscles on his waist and abdomen expanded with a sound like thunderous explosions.
This was a sign that his body had been refined to the extreme.
Indeed.
This Zeng Hong is a rare Pure Body Cultivator even in The Multiverse.
It is said that if not for his violent nature, his penchant for slaughter, and his excessive fondness for drinking, which led to him drunkenly annihilating a Human Clan on a planet, infuriating his sect, he might have already become a ruler of some Starry Sky.
Also due to his sect’s fury, searching everywhere to have him tried and sentenced, he came to take refuge in this Lost Paradise.
Originally, it was a reluctant, last-resort decision, but unexpectedly after arriving here, Zeng Hong found his niche, and quickly became a formidable figure in the High Stratum due to his own strength.
Later, he met Shang Peng and Yu Yang.
The circumstances for these two were similar to Zeng Hong’s.
Shang Peng was originally a righteous cultivator, but because he took pride in his extraordinary sect and powerful strength, coupled with his obsession with the shortcut of enhancing his own strength using the souls of the Demon Race, he began large-scale massacres of the Demon Race.
Regardless of good or evil, no Demon Race targeted by him was spared.
Despite many sects having complaints about this action, Shang Peng’s sect turned a blind eye.
Because after massacring the Demon Race, Shang Peng would obediently hand over a portion of the profits to his sect.
Under these circumstances, the greedy sect leaders naturally pretended not to know, even offering protection.
But unexpectedly, just as Shang Peng was wreaking havoc on the Demon Race, he stirred up an enormous trouble.
At that time, Shang Peng set his sights on a long-practicing Fox Clan.
This Fox Clan hid in the desolate regions of the Starry Sky, lived in peace, only wished to enhance their strength, and had no defenses against the outside world.
They were even friendly towards Human Clan cultivators.
But it was precisely because of this reason that they suffered a cataclysmic disaster.
Shang Peng first used extremely despicable means to win the trust of this Fox Clan, then collaborated with his sect, inside and out, to completely destroy this Fox Clan, capturing over a hundred purely aura’ed fox demons.
Compared to the Righteous Sword Cultivator, the Evil Sword Cultivator is far more straightforward.
To put it bluntly, it’s just one word, kill!
Kill everyone that can be killed!
By accumulating killing intent in this manner, then feeding it back to Sword Qi, ultimately achieving a supreme evil sword.
This could be said to be the most malevolent, yet also the most powerful cultivation method.
But one mistake could attract endless calamity, thus drawing attacks from all cultivators.
It is only in this dark place of Lost Paradise that Yu Yang can live peacefully, otherwise, he would have long been dead.
Of course, this is also because his mysterious Sword Dao Cultivation makes others hesitant to provoke him.
At this moment.
The three of them gathered, drinking and reveling in merriment.
Shang Peng laughed, "Brother Zeng, you jest. If you like it, I’ll give you this palace! Anyway, I have plenty more!"
"Tsk tsk, Brother Shang is indeed straightforward, no wonder you are the top wealthy magnate in the High Stratum!" Zeng Hong laughed happily.
Next to them, Yu Yang curled his lips, then stared at the women dancing amidst the swirling mist, licking his lips.
"What’s up? Brother Yu Yang interested in those women? Then summon them over for some fun!" Shang Peng said with a laugh.
Yu Yang shook his head, and in a hoarse, unpleasant voice said, "I’m just thinking of the way to torture them that would make their screams sound the most miserable!"
Shang Peng’s smile became somewhat forced, his eyelids slightly twitching.
Even for him, such a complete lunatic incited a chill within.
Seeing this, Zeng Hong quickly stepped in to ease the tension, "Alright, alright! Brother Yu Yang, stop thinking about killing these women, or else who will dance for us to watch?"
"Hehe!" Yu Yang chuckled a few times, then lowered his head and said nothing more.
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