This time, after the refined cultivation highlighted by Gao Liang, the various aspects of diet, exercise, beauty, and more have been seamlessly integrated, resulting in an even more radiant and alluring presence—both in appearance and grace. It's not that Zhang Yuping isn't beautiful; in Gao Liang's heart, his first wife, Zhang Yuping, has always been exquisitely beautiful and graceful. But Ms. Dong Jiao, the second wife, now shines like a star rising above the horizon—not merely rising, but ascending steadily, radiating a brilliant light. "One more! One more!" France, an open and welcoming nation, seems to have deliberately orchestrated this moment for Ms. Dong Jiao, this beautiful woman, and Gao Liang, the distinguished couple of male talent and female grace—something that would never have happened domestically. Gradually, Gao Liang and Dong Jiao are about to share a public kiss. Drawn to each other, Gao Liang lifts Ms. Dong Jiao in front of everyone, rotating her in a graceful circle. Held by this outstanding man, Dong Jiao is so happy she nearly faints. The sacred kiss begins. Gao Liang has been deeply excited Dong Jiao also closed her eyes happily, waiting for the outstanding man before her to kiss her passionately. Just as Gao Liang was about to passionately kiss the second lady of the household, a sudden voice erupted from the sky: "Big brother! It's urgent! Dark storm clouds are approaching from outside—black rain clouds!" Gao Liang quickly looked up and saw the Great Power of Strength and the Thunder and Lightning Deities urgently speaking to him from above. Indeed, he saw the dark clouds pouring down like a vast, pressing blanket. Unfortunate! Gao Liang reacted swiftly—he sensed that once these black rain clouds settled over Paris, they would unleash a torrential downpour of black rain, far more destructive than any historical storm in human history. "Satan! Come out! Quickly! Help me investigate—what exactly is going on?" Gao Liang sent his thought-wave command to Satan, who was hidden in a corner. Instantly, Satan materialized as a stream of green vapor and ascended into the sky. Soon, Gao Liang received Satan's reply: "Big brother! It's bad!" The dark storm cloud was advancing with great force—we must retreat immediately! Gao Liang raised his spiritual eyes toward the sky, where the dark cloud was growing thicker and spreading rapidly, expanding swiftly with the wind, sweeping across the entire Paris. "No! We must stop it—otherwise, all of Paris will sink into the abyss of black water!" As the God of Light, Gao Liang had been entrusted with a divine mission by the Lord God: to illuminate the earth and dispel the darkness hovering over it. Holding the Napoleon sword—a symbol of boundless power—Gao Liang radiated brilliant light. "I am the God of Light! I stand for the True God in the battle against darkness. When darkness strikes, I will bring forth the true light bestowed by God, illuminating the world!" Dong Jiao, closest to her husband, noticed that as he shouted, golden light shone above his head, like the brilliance of the noon sun, and peace pigeons soared from the sky, circling and dancing around Gao Liang. Ying'er possesses 6,000 years of spiritual power and thus has a solid understanding of this black rain cloud. In Ying'er's knowledge base, the black rain cloud is one of the major weapons used by the demonic realm to destroy the world. Originally, Satan, the King of All Demons, wielded this power. However, after Satan descended to the world, the black rain cloud was seized by one of his senior protectors—the Black Mountain Old Demon, who resides in the Black Mountain and periodically emerges to harm humanity, causing various disasters. All he said to Satan was: "I simply can't stand the highlight. He has amassed all the wealth, beauty, and riches throughout the universe, yet our realm of demons has fallen at his feet. I won't accept it! I demand to restore the strength of our entire demonic kingdom! You, who have long been a force of chaos and villainy, now willingly bow to him and serve him—what a disgrace! Let us join forces and bring down the highlight together!" Though Satan had once been a relentless storm of turmoil and wrongdoing, he knew that Highlight was a true, powerful ruler, unbeatable. Moreover, if he broke his word and betrayed him, he would face universal condemnation—his very fate would be total ruin. Immediately, Satan roared at the Black Mountain Old Demon: "Black Mountain Old Demon! If you insist on refusing to change, then you are doomed!" The Black Mountain Old Demon exhaled a stench and chuckled, saying, "I never thought you would be such a true failure, such a coward—indeed, you are the very embodiment of cowardice among our demons!" "This sentence completely enraged Satan, who surged with energy, pressing two massive black hands down upon the swirling black rain clouds—massive as mountains. The ancient black mountain demon within the rain clouds knew well Satan's strength and could not help but retreat. Instead of engaging Satan directly, the ancient demon took advantage of Satan's momentary lapse, swiftly driving the black rain clouds at high speed toward the heart of Paris. 'Wow! Goodness! The sky has turned completely black!' The citizens of Paris were utterly stunned—on a perfectly clear day, the sky had suddenly darkened so profoundly it seemed as though a black curtain had descended from the heavens, plunging the entire world into darkness. 'Husband! What's happening? I'm so afraid! Why has everything changed like this?' Dong Jiao was genuinely frightened, while Gao Liang remained calm. Though the situation was dire, Gao Liang had weathered countless storms and triumphed over countless rivals—when the black rain clouds arrived, they would inevitably fall into his hands. Gao Liang gently leaned close to Dong Jiao's ear and said, 'Madam, don't be afraid!' "With my husband here, there's safety!" "Yes!" Dong Jiao was polite, knowing that this man would protect her safety. "Get out of the way! Everyone, take shelter in nearby buildings—make sure you stay indoors, absolutely don't go out into the open!" High Guang's voice echoed throughout the Paris city, and instantly, the entire population rushed to the nearest buildings for shelter. On the field, only four beautiful women remained—Ying'er, Zhang Yuping, Dong Jiao, and Yu Di. High Guang gave a signal to his two bodyguards, who immediately understood and led the four women toward the Arc de Triomphe. There were safe spots inside the Arc de Triomphe. Once he saw his wives safe, High Guang raised his Napoleon sword high above the dark sky, standing atop the Arc de Triomphe, shouting into the dark storm clouds at the black mountain old demon: "Come out! Come here!" The black mountain old demon emerged from the dark clouds, chuckling scornfully at High Guang and saying, "Guo Liang! Your defeat is already certain!" "Look behind you! Who's coming?" Gao Liang immediately turned around, sensing a strong stench rushing toward him. He immediately felt dizzy, nearly collapsing if it weren't for his alertness and mental focus to withstand it.