CHAPTER 45: SUPREMACY UNVEILED!

Her race was composed entirely of females—there was no such thing as an ugly succubus. In fact, it was a curse, an unspoken law of their kind: every single one of them must remain beautiful, seductive, and flawless.

It was their survival strategy.

Their strength wasn’t just in battle, but in seduction, in manipulation through sex and Yin essence.

They were the undisputed masters of dual cultivation.

They fed through pleasure, thrived in dominance, and struck silently with allure.

The God of Frost, though not among the four he feared, still posed a threat.

She had ascended to godhood only a century ago.

She was fresh from the battlefield—sharp, honed, and brimming with raw, awakened instincts. Her ice wasn’t dulled by time.

"She’s dangerous... but not to me," Ileus thought with confidence.

As for the Succubus Queen’s current attack...

He had already prepared.

He drew Mana into his soul domain, condensed it, and crafted a spirit sense field.

Then, without hesitation, he subtly extracted soul essence from each god around him—minute, almost imperceptible amounts—and forged a soul shield strong enough to block her charm technique.

The moment he did, a ripple of unease passed through the gathering.

Each god suddenly felt... lighter.

As if something was missing.

"What is this strange feeling...?"

They looked around, trying to sense what had shifted—but none could identify it.

Except for Ileus, who still stood with that smug smile on his face.

The Succubus Queen waited for her seduction spell to bloom.

But what met her was not a drooling slave.

It was the same arrogant, cold, untouchable smile that made her heart skip.

She blinked, confused.

"Did it miss...? No—impossible."

Her frown lasted only a second, before she composed herself—masking her concern with her usual seductiveness.

But inside... she was starting to feel a sliver of fear.

That’s when Ileus spoke.

"The answer to your earlier question..."

His voice was low and powerful. Unshakable.

"A god like me does not stoop to copulate with a lowly servant like you."

His next words struck harder than any divine technique.

"I know you crave me. I know you want me... but hear this well: Become a real god before trying to seduce one."

His tone was icy. Absolute.

The Succubus Queen shivered—not from pleasure, but from rage.

"You... dare!?"

Her voice cracked, high and sharp. Gone was the sultry charm.

Now there was only wrath.

The other gods exchanged confused glances.

"Did she really attack... or was she just flirting?"

"Why stop now?"

They didn’t know yet.

But the God of Darkness noticed something.

His gaze narrowed. His brow twitched.

"Wait... my soul essence..."

He turned immediately to the God of War.

"Check your soul," he said grimly.

The burly war god frowned, then stilled.

His grip tightened around his blade.

Soon, one by one, each god discovered the same truth.

Part of their soul had been harvested.

Even the Succubus Queen noticed.

She turned her gaze back to Ileus, more shocked than ever.

"You... used our soul essence to shield yourself... from my attack!?"

Her voice was trembling now.

But Ileus only smirked.

He didn’t answer.

Because the silence said enough.

"A servant... dares call a god lowly," he finally said, his voice radiating power. "That alone is punishable by death."

He raised his hand casually, like he was swatting a fly.

"You are all servants of the God of Qi. You’re not welcome here. Leave. Now."

He took one more step forward.

"I’m giving you one last chance."

Then he paused... and turned his eyes back to the Succubus Queen.

"You’ve attacked me before, remember? This isn’t even your first attempt with that measly soul charm."

Her breath caught in her throat.

Measly?

That was my newly refined technique...!

Stronger, sharper, more potent than ever... and he shrugged it off like a toy!?

Why is he so hard to get!? Why is he not like the rest!?

She smiled outwardly.

But inside, she panicked.

She was beginning to understand the gap between them.

And it was terrifying.

Seeing her shaken, Ileus chuckled to himself.

"Maybe it’s time to remind these insects... who I really am."

And at that moment...

The God of Light and God of Darkness felt it too.

Their bodies tensed.

A sense of foreboding filled the air.

They glanced at each other, slowly, knowingly—and nodded.

Something was coming.

Something dangerous.

Something divine.

Ileus must be defeated.

But before they could do—whatever it was they wanted to do—an intense aura befell them, and they all froze.

The aura of Ileus was completely different. Stronger. Heavier. More terrifying than all their auras combined.

It wasn’t just pressure—it was dominion. The very laws around them seemed to yield. The moment his aura landed on them, their bodies locked up. They couldn’t even breathe properly. Their limbs trembled, sweat poured down like rain from their foreheads, and their thoughts turned to panic.

Now, in normal cases, even if they were held in place, it wouldn’t matter—they could still perform their Qi and elemental attacks. But that wasn’t the case here.

Their Qi was frozen.

Every single wisp of it was stuck—frozen in the exact place it had been before the aura engulfed them. It was like their inner energies were terrified of moving an inch in this presence. Even their elemental essence, something they treated as their second hand—something they wielded like an extension of their soul—had turned as cold and unmovable as solid ice.

They tried their best to manipulate their Qi... but there was no response.

None.

The feeling was blasphemous. They were Supreme Gods—beings who had forged entire star systems and twisted the laws of nature at will—and yet, their essence had stopped listening to them.

Was his aura that powerful?

Was it even still just aura?

Whatever Ileus was doing... it defied reason. It defied everything they thought they knew. Every trick, every divine technique, every sacred channeling method—they all failed.

Even the God of Death and the God of Light—both of whom had walked through eons of war and destruction—found themselves out of options.

For the first time since their ascension, they were helpless.