Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Chapter 682: Yun Tian Returns



As the dust of battle settled in the Northern Cosmos, Yun Tian stood tall, his aura radiating the overwhelming might of the Great Astral Galaxy Dragon. Before him knelt Jiang Chen, Dong Zhuo, and Huang Zhi-three Godking talents, each one powerful in their own right, but now subdued by the sheer force of Yun Tian's dominance.

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed as he gritted his teeth, his pride wounded by the defeat. Dong Zhuo, usually so composed, struggled to hide his frustration, while Huang Zhi maintained a stoic silence, though the tension in his muscles betrayed his unease.

Yun Tian looked down at them, his expression stern. "Enough of this senseless fighting. We are all Godking talents, the chosen heirs of our respective cosmoses. This is not the time to be at each other's throats. Our true enemy is Wang Jian."

At the mention of Wang Jian, a shadow passed over their faces. Even the ever-proud Jiang Chen couldn't deny the threat that Wang Jian posed. Dong Zhuo and Huang Zhi exchanged glances, each recalling their own encounters with the man who had already begun to reshape the balance of power across the cosmoses.

Yun Tian continued, his voice carrying the weight of his conviction. "Wang Jian is not like us. He is a manipulator, a schemer who thrives in the shadows. While we fight amongst ourselves, he is growing stronger, building alliances, and conquering powerful figures one by one. If we do not unite, we will fall to him, one after the other."

Jiang Chen finally spoke, his voice laced with reluctance. "And you propose we join forces? Even if we do, how do we know we can trust each other?"

Yun Tian's eyes glinted with a fierce resolve. "For now, we set aside our differences. Wang Jian is too dangerous to be left unchecked. Once he is dealt with, we can settle our scores. But until then, we need to focus on the real threat."

Dong Zhuo nodded slowly. "Yun Tian is right. Wang Jian has already made moves against us individually. If we don't stop him now, there may not be a chance later."

Huang Zhi remained silent, but his slight nod indicated his agreement. Yun Tian's words had struck a chord. They knew, deep down, that this was the only way forward.

Having secured their temporary alliance, Yun Tian's thoughts turned to his wife, the Nether Empress, and the comfort of her presence. With the matter in the Northern Cosmos settled, it was time to return to the Western Cosmos, to the Nether Demonic Galaxy where she ruled.

Meanwhile, in the dark and alluring palace of the Nether Empress, Wang Jian had been making full use of his time. The past four days had seen him thoroughly and relentlessly conquer the Nether Empress, breaking down every last vestige of resistance she had. Her once-imposing aura was now tempered by the burning desires Wang Jian had ignited within her. Her body, mind, and spirit had been thoroughly ravished, turned into a slave to her carnal needs, a slave to him.

The palace, once a place of shadowed majesty, had become a den of indulgence and decadence. Wang Jian and the Nether Empress had scarcely left her chambers, their days and nights blending together in a haze of passion. She was constantly on the edge, her body craving his touch, her mind consumed by the lust he had awakened. No longer was she the proud and distant ruler; she had become his, in every sense of the word.

In those intimate moments, Wang Jian had not just claimed her body but had also deepened his influence over her mind. Each time they lay together, he whispered promises of pleasure, of power, of a future where she could be by his side, unrivaled and unstoppable. The Nether Empress, once a figure of commanding power, now found herself yearning for him, her thoughts dominated by the memory of his touch, the thrill of his conquest.

Four days had passed in this manner, and as the sun set on the fifth day, Wang Jian felt a powerful aura approaching the palace. He smirked as he recognized it immediately-Yun Tian had returned.

Wang Jian's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he prepared for what was to come. With a swift movement, he melded into the shadows, concealing himself within the dark corners of the Nether Empress's chambers. From this hidden vantage, he could observe everything.

Yun Tian entered the palace, his presence instantly filling the grand halls with a sense of power and authority. He moved with purpose, eager to see his wife, the Nether Empress, after the trials of the Northern Cosmos. As he reached the doors to her chambers, he felt a strange unease, a flicker of something amiss, but he dismissed it as fatigue from the recent battle.

Pushing open the heavy doors, Yun Tian stepped inside. The Nether Empress was there, standing near the window, her back turned to him. The light from the setting sun cast long shadows across the room, adding to the chamber's already dark and mysterious atmosphere.

"My Empress," Yun Tian greeted her with a warm smile, his voice filled with affection. He approached her, intending to embrace her, but to his surprise, she sidestepped his advance, subtly avoiding his touch.

Yun Tian frowned, confusion crossing his features. "What's the matter? Why did you-"

The Nether Empress interrupted him, her tone colder than he remembered. "How did things go in the Northern Cosmos?" she asked, her voice sharp, cutting through the air like a blade.

Yun Tian paused, taken aback by her sudden change in demeanor. But his confusion quickly gave way to a proud grin as he began to recount his victory. "It went as expected. I used the power of the Great Astral Galaxy Dragon to suppress not just one, but three Godking talents- Jiang Chen, Dong Zhuo, and Huang Zhi. They were forced to kneel before me, to acknowledge my strength. I've ensured that they'll now focus on our true enemy, Wang Jian."

Hidden within the shadows, Wang Jian listened to Yun Tian's boastful words, a devilish smile playing on his lips. The fool had no idea of the betrayal that had taken place in his absence, of the darkness that had crept into his own home.

The Nether Empress, however, did not share her husband's enthusiasm. Her response was cold, almost dismissive. "You shouldn't get too confident, Yun Tian. Even with your newfound power, Wang Jian is not an enemy to be underestimated. He has too many allies, too many resources. Defeating him will not be easy."

Yun Tian's smile faltered, a hint of doubt crossing his mind at his wife's words. But he quickly pushed it aside, determined to remain resolute. "I know Wang Jian is dangerous, but I am not the man I was before. I'll go into closed-door seclusion, delve deeper into the abilities of the Great Astral Galaxy Dragon. Once I master them, Wang Jian won't stand a chance."

The Nether Empress said nothing, her gaze distant as Yun Tian spoke. It was clear that her thoughts were elsewhere, her mind preoccupied with the lingering touch of another.

Yun Tian, oblivious to the turmoil within his wife, leaned in and placed a kiss on her cheek before leaving the room, his mind already focused on his impending seclusion.

The moment the doors closed behind him, the Nether Empress let out a shuddering breath, her body trembling with the need she had fought to suppress in Yun Tian's presence. She knew she could not let him see her weakness, not now, not ever.

But as soon as Yun Tian was gone, the shadows in the room shifted, and Wang Jian emerged, his form solidifying from the darkness. He moved swiftly to the Nether Empress, his arms wrapping around her voluptuous body as he pulled her close.

"Your husband really is a fool," Wang Jian whispered in her ear, his voice dripping with dark amusement. "To think that he still believes he holds your heart, that he hasn't realized how far you've slipped from his grasp."

The Nether Empress let out a soft moan as she felt Wang Jian's hands roaming over her curves,

her body responding instinctively to his touch. She had tried to resist, to maintain some semblance of control, but it was no use. The desires he had awakened within her were too strong, too overwhelming.

"Wang Jian," she breathed, her voice trembling with need. "Please... I can't hold back any longer. I need you."

Wang Jian's grin widened as he heard her desperate plea. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, the way she trembled in his arms, completely under his control. "Beg for it," he whispered against her ear, his lips brushing her skin. "I want to hear you beg me to fuck you."

The Nether Empress moaned softly, her pride battling with the overwhelming desire that coursed through her veins. But in the end, her need for him won out. "Please, Wang Jian," she whispered, her voice husky with lust. "Fuck me. I can't stand it anymore. I need you inside

me."

Wang Jian chuckled darkly, pleased with her submission. He wasted no time in fulfilling her request. With a swift movement, he stripped her of her clothes, exposing her pale, flawless skin to the cool air of the room. The Nether Empress shivered, both from the cold and the anticipation of what was to come.

He lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the bed that had witnessed their countless encounters over the past few days. As he laid her down, he leaned over her, his eyes dark with

desire.