"No!" the War Princess exclaimed, her voice echoing a defiance that belied her circumstances.2

"I am a noble devil, and even under control, my soul shall not yield!" Her words were a fierce declaration, a battle cry against the invisible chains that sought to bind her.1

The War Princess felt an indescribable shame wash over her. The thought of her parents and brother learning of this ignominy was too much to bear. As she grappled with these thoughts, a surge of Blood Calamity power targeted the twin horns on her forehead.0

"Huh?!" A tremor ran through her delicate frame.3

She could feel it clearly—her Nine-Tiered Bloodline talent. In the Endless Netherworld, she was the first ever to possess such a gift, a sensation that had once shaken the Nine Hells, becoming the pride of the Endless Netherworld.0

But, as with all great gifts, it was incredibly difficult to unlock. At seventeen, she had yet to unlock a single tier, a source of anxiety and her greatest affliction. 0

Many devils, with merely Three or Four-Tiered Bloodline talents, had unlocked theirs by their early teens, their cultivation speeds soaring, far surpassing her, the 'once-in-an-epoch genius'. 1

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