"I will transform this place into an unprecedented kingdom."
"Human Realm, Demon Realm, Celestial Realm, and even other worlds..."
"One day, they will all bow at my feet!"
The oath resounded powerfully, swallowing mountains and rivers.
"Alina, Richard, pass on the orders."
He turned and commanded, his gaze sharp as a torch.
"I want the entire universe to know the name of the 'Dark Empire'!"
"At your command, Your Majesty!"
The two bowed in agreement, their fighting spirit high.
Time flies, and years pass like a shuttle.
In the blink of an eye, decades have gone by.
Under Zhang Beixing's governance, the Dark Empire became unprecedentedly powerful.
From a small city-state at first, it developed into a vast territory with nations paying homage.
The major forces in the Human Realm either submitted or were conquered.
The Demon Race and Celestial Realm could only bow and offer tributes.
As for neighboring planes, they avoided this terrifying empire.
