Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

Javier Sinclair hovered in the air, two fingers held together. A faint golden light manifested at his fingertips. At the same time, his once-black eyes slowly turned a brilliant gold. In that moment, they held neither sorrow nor joy, only the tranquil, undisturbed depth of ages past.

Divine Power coursed through him, and the Power of Laws flowed out from his being, blanketing the entire Demonic Domain. In that instant, the world seemed to shrink before his eyes, its complete topography laid bare as if projected right in front of him.

His serene, golden eyes swept over the scene. This world was divided, with the Demonic Domain on one side and the Immortal Domain on the other.

Javier Sinclair pinpointed their meeting point. With a single, gentle swipe of his finger, he cleaved the world in two.

At his command, heaven and earth trembled. The transparent Barrier enveloping the world was also split in two, each half sealing itself off to form a new, independent realm.

In that very moment, to all the beings of the Immortal and Demonic Realms, the figure in the sky became something transcendent, utterly detached from the mortal coil. His cosmic form, mirroring the heavens and earth, sent an instinctive tremor through all life. The aura he exuded was ancient and overwhelming, with the power of both Gods and Demons swirling around him. In that instant, though a Demon, he seemed a god.

Over in the Immortal Domain, the onlookers were utterly dumbfounded. Such a transcendent power was completely beyond anything they had ever known or conceived.

Panicked cries echoed from every corner of the Immortal Domain.

"What is this aura? Is it Divine Power? No, that’s not right, this isn’t pure Divine Power. I sense a very ancient aura... it’s the aura of the Demon God."

"Demon, what are you trying to do?"

"Stop this at once!"

"What is this power? How can you possibly be this strong?"

"It’s the Power of Laws."

"Is that Divine Power?"

"No, I sense the aura of the Demon God... Oh my god, has the Demon God descended?"

’No, it can’t be the Demon God! How could a legendary being of that magnitude possibly appear here? If the Demon God had truly descended, this place would have been reduced to ash in an instant. We wouldn’t even have a chance to breathe. So, he can’t be the legendary Demon God.’

’The only conclusion is that this Demon must have cultivated some Forbidden Technique or Cultivation Technique even they were unaware of. Or perhaps... he’s obtained the legacy of an ancient Demon God. They had sensed the Demon God’s aura earlier, making the second possibility the most likely.’

’The more they considered it, the more certain they became of their guess.’

’Dammit! Javier Sinclair was already ridiculously strong, a menace to the entire world. How could he have also inherited the power of a Demon God? Is he planning to completely annihilate them?’

In the Immortal Domain, the Hallowed Lord of Sancthelm’s face was grim.

He bellowed.

"People of the Immortal Domain, hear my command! We must fight to the death! We absolutely cannot let this Demon succeed. He seeks to destroy this world, and we will not permit it!"

The Hallowed Lord’s words echoed their own thoughts. To them, Javier Sinclair’s actions were those of the Archfiend incarnate, come to bring an end to their world. Otherwise, they truly couldn’t fathom what he was trying to accomplish.

They were on the verge of a breakdown. Clashes and bloodshed between the factions of the Immortal Domain and the Demonic Domain were common. But no one could have ever imagined that Old Fiend Sinclair would suddenly go berserk. Was he trying to destroy both the Immortal and Demonic Realms? Wasn’t the Demonic Domain his own turf?

’A Demon... now this is a true Demon.’

"Demon, what in the world are you trying to do?"

In stark contrast to the panic in the Immortal Domain, the Demonic Domain was relatively calm. Its people simply watched and waited in silence. While some were surprised, their eyes mostly held fervent devotion and awe.

They trusted The Exalted One, and they trusted the Madam even more.

Javier Sinclair glanced at them and said coolly, "Quiet now."

The moment he spoke,

the members of the various factions in the Immortal Domain found themselves unable to move, as if their bodies had been completely restrained.

"What is this power? My body... I can’t move."

"What’s happening? It’s like I can’t use my Cultivation."

"Damn you, Demon! What in the hell are you trying to do? I’ll haunt you even in death! Don’t you dare push us too far!"

Javier Sinclair...

’The prejudice in people’s hearts truly is an unmovable mountain,’ he thought. ’Honestly, as long as people don’t start trouble with me, I have no reason to go looking for it.’

At this thought, he merely lifted his gaze and said calmly, "From now on, you no longer need to spend your days clamoring to slay demons and defend the righteous path."

Before they could even ponder the meaning of his words, Javier Sinclair’s next statement made everyone in both the Immortal and Demonic Realms stare in utter disbelief.

They heard him say, his voice deceptively light, "I have split this world in two. From now on, the Immortal and Demonic Realms are each their own, separate world."

’He... What is that Demon talking about?’

’Did that Demon just say he split the world in two? It’s a lie. It has to be a lie.’

"Impossible!"

"Impossible! This world is vast beyond measure. How could anyone split it in two?"

"How could he possess such immense power?"

But whether they believed it or not, the deed was done. In that single instant, they completely lost all sense of the Demonic Domain’s aura. It was as if the Demonic Domain had vanished from their world entirely.

The Dharma Body still lingered in the void.

The figure merely gave them a passing glance and spoke, "I leave the Immortal Domain to you. The Demonic Domain is my territory, so I’ll just pack it up and take it with me."

As he spoke, he gave a light wave of his hand. And just like that, Javier Sinclair’s form began to shrink before their eyes. He was still hovering in the air, but his Dharma Body was now much smaller.

It was then they finally understood why his Dharma Body had seemed so colossal before: it wasn’t that he had grown, but that the world itself had shrunk in his presence.

Javier Sinclair paid the people of the Immortal Domain no further mind. His gaze shifted to the Demonic Domain, and he murmured softly, "Back to the Demon Realm."

As he spoke, he extended a hand, fingers gesturing gently upward. The entire Demonic Domain, now a self-contained world, shrank before his very eyes, rising slowly until it came to rest in the palm of his hand.

Only then did the people of both realms understand what Javier Sinclair had meant when he said the Demonic Domain was "moving house." He meant it literally. The entire Demonic Domain was being relocated.

The entire Demonic Domain now rested in the palm of Javier Sinclair’s hand.

The inhabitants of the Immortal Domain were stunned into silence.

The paralysis binding them had faded, yet they all collapsed to the ground as if drained of all strength. The various factions of the Immortal Domain could only stare blankly into the void, at a loss for words.

’So that’s what he meant by "moving house"?’

’They had wanted the Demons of the Demonic Domain to vanish, yes. But... but not like this! Before, the Immortal and Demonic Realms had been a single world. Now it was divided. The entire Demonic Domain had just up and left, leaving only the Immortal Domain behind. How did this happen? How did things ever come to this?’