The Ancient Supreme Demon System, Crushed in the Cradle!

The Three Thousand Great Worlds. 

Wu Ji Demon Domain, Wu Ji Demon Palace!

"Heh... it's been two years already. It's truly nostalgic. I actually transmigrated as the son of a Demon Emperor?" 

Inside a grand imperial hall, at the top of a staircase paved with supreme-grade demon crystals, sat a handsome young man with an upright posture. 

Dressed in a specially made purple brocade robe, he exuded an extraordinary aura, noble beyond words. 

On both sides of the throne, over a dozen stunning maids stood, all possessing impressive cultivation. 

At this moment, to his left, a beautiful maid in a red dress was feeding him a luscious grape, while on his right, a valiant maid in a green outfit was thoughtfully massaging his shoulders. 

The young man in brocade was named Su Ming, the son of the Wu Ji Demon Emperor! 

The red-clothed maid was named Hong Shu, and the green-clothed one was called Qing Niao, names Su Ming had casually given them on a whim. 

"This life is certainly enjoyable, but when will that golden finger, the standard cheat for transmigrators, finally awaken?" 

Resting his handsome face on one hand, Su Ming's deep eyes held a trace of distraction as he muttered to himself. 

For the past two years, he had been living a life of luxury and indulgence as the Demon Emperor's son. 

Relying on his father's immense prestige as a demonic overlord, he could roam the Wu Ji Demon Domain with impunity. 

However, once outside this domain, Su Ming could no longer act as he pleased. 

After all, in the Three Thousand Great Worlds, his father was not the only Demon Emperor! 

As time passed, Su Ming became increasingly aware of a harsh truth, no matter how powerful, that strength belonged to his father, the Wu Ji Demon Emperor, not to him. 

What would happen in countless years when the Demon Emperor was no longer in this world? 

Would those sects and ancient clans he had oppressed still obey him like loyal dogs? 

Or would they… turn against their master? 

At this thought, an intense sense of crisis surged in Su Ming's heart. 

More than ever, he craved power! 

To grow strong! 

To become an unparalleled force like his father, ruling over his own domain!

No, he had to grow even stronger! He had to sweep across the universe, achieve eternal life, and reign supreme for all eternity! 

"Hong Shu, Qing Niao, you two can rest on your own tonight. No need to come to my Imperial Profound Palace. I want to cultivate alone…" 

As his voice fell, a determined light flashed in Su Ming's eyes. 

"Understood, Your Highness!" 

The two stunning maids bowed in response. Exchanging glances, a hint of surprise flickered in their beautiful eyes. 

Wu Ji Demon Palace, One of the Deepest and Most Powerful Forces in the Three Thousand Great Worlds! 

Throughout history, countless peerless prodigies had risen from Wu Ji Demon Palace. 

Many had even stood upon the sun, moon, and stars, their power unfathomable. 

Because of this, the palace had become a behemoth among the great celestial sects, ancient Daoist factions, and aristocratic clans spread across the Three Thousand Great Worlds. 

And Su Ming's current identity? The Demon Emperor's son. 

He was different from ordinary people, he had two hearts. 

One was his own, while the other was the True Demon's Heart. 

It was said that when Su Ming was born, a vision of the True Demon appeared in the sky. 

From that moment on, the entire Wu Ji Demon Domain knew that the Demon Emperor's son possessed two hearts. 

However, at that time, several forbidden figures from outer star regions mistook it for the rebirth of the True Demon and intervened. 

As a result, the inheritance of Su Ming's True Demon's Heart became damaged and fell into slumber. 

Even so, as the son of a Demon Emperor, Su Ming's martial talent was still exceptional. 

At five years old, he broke through the Body Tempering Realm. 

At eight, he reached Great Perfection of the Divine Sea Realm. 

By fourteen, he had already become a Cave Profound Realm expert! 

But even with such talent, Su Ming was far from satisfied. 

The memories of this body's original owner often surged into his mind, leaving the transmigrated Su Ming utterly speechless. 

This guy was simply a walking disaster! 

The number of celestial sects, sacred lands, and ancient aristocratic families he had offended was beyond count. 

He was hated by the world, infamous across the Three Thousand Great Worlds! 

At twelve, he secretly dug up a Heaven and Earth Spirit Root cultivated by a sacred land. 

At thirteen, he led a group to kill the young lord of a supreme celestial sect. 

At fifteen, he kidnapped the empress of a divine dynasty, on her wedding day, no less! 

At seventeen… 

The list went on and on, numbering at least a hundred if not more. 

For the past two years, the transmigrated Su Ming had been racking his brains, dealing with the consequences. 

At first, unaware of the situation, he traveled through the Three Thousand Great Worlds, only to survive at least ten assassination attempts. 

Though the hidden experts under the Wu Ji Demon Emperor had resolved them all, the sheer danger was enough to make anyone's heart tremble. 

Even worse, those divine dynasties, celestial sects, sacred lands, and ancient clans he had humiliated were also home to peerless geniuses. 

It was easy to imagine what would happen countless years from now, when this era of Demon Emperors came to an end… 

The predicament Su Ming would face would be utterly nightmarish! 

"This starting point is a little too exciting…" 

"Damn it! Even though my cultivation speed is fast, it's still not fast enough!" 

Day after day, Su Ming had been calling out for his golden finger, but there was never any response. 

Finally, at midnight the next day… 

Inside the secret chamber of his Imperial Profound Palace… 

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