In a recorded universe within the cosmic tilines of the present cultivation multiverse, on a planet as vast as the Immortal Planet of the cultivation realm, hundreds of billions of living beings gather in formation as if preparing for the arrival of a catastrophic force or event. Within the ranks were different races and species, ranging from humans and beasts to demons and even giants, with varied colors and distinct facial and skin features.
The skies within the planet raged ceaselessly with an unknown verdant energy, thunderous clashes echoing like the roars of ancient beasts. The sky fractured, a constant glitching of ti and space simultaneously, as witnessed by the citizens of this planet. The fractured space barriers, shattering and rending in an endless cycle, leaving the unlookers in eternal suspense. The scene reigned in silence, a palpable tension sinking into the hearts and minds of every cultivator or warrior, man or beast, every breath drawn heavy with the weight of impending doom.
This was no ordinary gathering; it was the convergence of fates, a desperate alliance forged in the fires of survival against the encroaching Calamity—a rift torn in the fabric of reality, and converging before the rift an endless energy of unfathomable power and might that threatened the fate of their universe and dinsion.
At the forefront of the formation stood the Supre Elders, their auras radiating like beacons in the storm. Immortal Xuan Ji, a human cultivator seemingly the most powerful and a leading figure in this universe, hovered in mid-air, his white robes billowing as he channeled Qi through his ridians, forming a protective barrier that shimred like a do of starlight over the masses.
Beside him lood a living giant, Titan Emperor, Garok, whose skin glead like polished obsidian, his massive fists clenched around a hamr forged from the core of a fallen star. "Anyti now, ready yourself, n!" Garok bellowed, his voice rumbling like an earthquake, shaking the ground beneath the feet of the assembled warriors.
Scattered among the ranks were the beast clans, their forms shifting between feral and humanoid. A Silver Fox Empress, with her nine tails flickering like silver flas, led her kin in a chorus of incantations, weaving illusions that cloaked the weaker cultivators from potential scouts of the overwhelming energy radiating from the torn rift above.
Demons from the Nether Abyss, their horns curling like twisted thorns and eyes glowing with infernal fire, growled in anticipation, their chaotic energies clashing yet harmonizing with the orderly Qi of the humans. Even the elusive Spirit Ghosts, translucent beings of mist and mory, floated silently, their presence a chilling reminder of realms beyond the mortal coil.
Hovering next to Immortal Xuan Ji was an elderly sharma, an old woman with bleached eyes and long twisted grey hair, her robes ancient and ragged, a testant to her innurable eons of existence. But despite her appearance, he held equal authority with Immortal Xuan Ji; her ragged robes exuded profound fate, karmic Law, and Dao Legacies that rivaled even Immortal Xuan Ji’s. She had a hunched back, supported by a long staff twice her five-foot height.
Looking up at the catastrophic phenonon, the leader clenched his fists as he spoke, his words seeming directed at the elderly lady beside him.
"In my millions of cycles of existence and experience, I still lack the knowledge of what that thing is. Tell , High priestess, what holds our future?"
..., silence road between the two for ten seconds before the old lady gently raised her staff and tapped the void. Ripples of Karmic and Fate Law essence spread across the scene and all over the planet in an instant, reaching past that and even enveloping the entire universe. A loud humming sound emanated from the old woman, a chant reverberating across all dinsions of their universe.
Two galaxy-sized eyes erged from the void, overseeing the universe and the trillions of life within it. Simultaneously, everything reverted, returning to the old shaman again.
"The future is scattered and incalculable. I fear our days of being independent are over."
The shaman said, her ancient trembling voice filled with firm certainty.
"Is our enemy this ti that powerful?" The leader asked, his voice becoming resolute as he stared at the revolving verdant energy.
"I do not fear who is coming, but the existence whose will they serve. This ti, I urge the emperor to reconsider challenging whatever cos through that thing, for not only would you lose, but you will even damn our universe to oblivion."
’What?! Is the enemy that strong that the High Priestess speaks of them in such a dreadful manner? Just what entity is this that even the thought of retaliation ans annihilation?’
Immortal Xuan Ji, identified as the emperor of this universe, frowned upon hearing the high priestess’ words. A wave of unease surged through him as he reflected on the High Priestess’ words. But while in thought, the crowd reacted to sothing, causing him to look up.
And indeed, there was sothing attention-grabbing. The skies above the cultivators glitched as a massive eagle beast, spanning hundreds of feet, simultaneously appeared at the entrance to the space rift. Dread and absolute horror descended upon the creature’s ergence, leaving the once-motivated and spirited cultivators and warriors instantly bereft of hope.
They tightly grip their weapons as their suspense was finally brought to rest, but replaced by sothing worse. The rift covered the massive sun above the planet. But the beast’s shadow, reflecting on the sun, made it quite a horrifying figure.
But as if the powerful eagle beast wasn’t enough of a dreadful appearance, the cultivators noticed a human figure mounted on the eagle. The entity clad in an unknown green suit of armor, with a pentagon-shaped badge engraved on its chest —a badge that seems to represent sothing, sothing unknown to the citizens of this planet. And radiating from the human entity was an endless amount of verdant energy, even surpassing that of the eagle beast.
Then, the cultivators witnessed the human figure mount the eagle beast, which heightened their caution as so began to activate their respective powers and Daos.
But seeing the group’s actions, the visiting guest remained unreactive. It’s a figure gently descending, arms held behind its back, its green cape fluttering lazily. His armor, which illustrates majesty and regality, represents the imperial authority of his howorld. Reaching not far from the group, the being hovered as it spectated the surroundings, observing the hundreds of billions of warriors and cultivators, demons, and beasts.
But even as they ignored their ranks, the armored entity stared at the leading figures in the group. It then spoke, a young male voice sounding from within the suit, resembling that of a young man in his early twenties.
"In the na of his Godship, the Conqueror Supre, I have co to conquer this universe. Submit or retaliate, the result remains the sa. The only difference would be the significant reduction of your population..."
"....."
Silence perated the scene, a wave of tension spreading in the hearts of the cultivators. The leaders were the only ones who maintained tranquility, with Immortal Xuan Ji even clenching his jaw and folding his fists. One could even notice hints of Law and Dao energies leaking from him, mixed with killing intent.
The old shaman-priestess was the only one who remained unreactive. She raised her head and seed to be observing the young man hovering before her, exuding such power and aura that even her laws and daos were completely suppressed.
Despite Immortal Xuan Ji’s reaction, the young man remained ignorant, not even sparing the old man a glance. Looking at the old shaman and seeing her reassuring expression, he continued.
"I wouldn’t rely heavily on your divinations, high priestess. Your universe is but a pocket dinsion compared to where I’m from. So, trying to predict the future is like a child looking down into a bowl, unaware of the space encompassing the bowl and the child itself."
"....."
Another silence filled the scene; this ti, the old high priestess lost her calm and comforting expression. Her eyes widened with disbelief, and her wrinkled arms trembled as she clutched the staff. Her faded eyes wandered as if trying to foresee another future. Still, as if witnessing the end of the universe, she lost her composure, even staggering backward, supported by Immortal Xuan Ji, who noticed thick red blood rolling down the high priestess’s eyes.
Immortal Xuan Ji looked up at the young man, but t the stranger’s indifference and impassivity; his energy surged with malice as he bellowed, his eyes turning red as if he were about to unleash laser beams.
"What have you done to her? How dare you!?"
But in the instant Immortal Xuan Ji’s eyes turned red, sothing within the young man’s suit chid.
< Enemy energy surge detected. Target’s threat level, -10,000,000%. Administering built-in counterasure code 345238 against the target. >
Simultaneously, as Immortal Xuan Ji’s eyes turned red and he looked at the man in the suit, they exploded, obliterating half his face instantly. All this happened within a second.
A bellowing cry of agony reverberated through the scene as Immortal Xuan Ji held his face with his left hand, dreading the absence of his eyes.
The other leading figures wanted to react after seeing Xuan Ji’s eyes exploding, but before they could even move, they were all frozen stiff. A suffocating sensation filled their brains as they started choking while being levitated mid-air.
"Like I said, submit or retaliate, the result will still be the sa. Should I consider your actions to be retaliation?-
"Noo! I beg the young heavenly visitor to show benevolence to our dinsion; we are but lowly existences in the presence of you and your master. We submit! We submit to the Conqueror Supre!"
Before the young man could even finish his sentence, the old shaman interrupted hastily, bowing and kowtowing to the young man in a desperate attempt for their dinsion to be pardoned.
Hearing the old shaman’s plea, the scene suddenly lost all tension, relieving all cultivators of the pressure they had felt earlier. The leaders felt their bodies free, and the choking sensations lingering no longer.
"In the na of His Godship, the Conqueror Supre, I declare this universe conquered and a vassal state of Athos, realm of His Godship, the One Above. You are all now subjects of His Godship, and as a realm conquered in His na, all within shall be entitled to his grace and benevolence."
As the young Athosian spoke, he raised his hands wide, his helt deactivated, revealing a young man not older than twenty-two. Raising his head and closing his eyes, he spoke, his words sounding more like a prayer.
"Oh God of Athos, your humble servant prays for your benevolence, may your will grace your subjects so that they may witness thy almighty presence! Ohh Omni Queens of Eternity, bless this universe with your divine wills, let them bathe in your endless glory!"
As the young Athosian finished his prayer, the scene fell dead silent for a few seconds, the cultivators looking up at the skies in anticipation as they awaited the blessing and grace that would be bestowed upon them.
And indeed, three seconds later, endless waves of pure and divine energies rushed into the cultivation universe, supplying an unlimited flow of Qi energy that refreshed every living being, from atoms to the trillions of humans, beasts, and demons. So even felt their old, hidden wounds from previous battles heal instantaneously, leaving everyone in shock and disbelief.
The old shaman felt her body being filled with pure heavenly Qi, reforming and reconstructing her physiology entirely. Her laws and Daos tripled in potency, allowing her to access and comprehend more profound correlations to her cultivated laws and Daos. The sa was happening for Immortal Xuan Ji.
....
In another universe, unlike the peaceful conquest in the previous universe, complete chaos reigned. Billions upon billions of attacks targeted a female Athosian. These attacks spanned light-years in the void, ranging from physical assaults to spiritual, Laww, and DaLaw attacks.
Millions of miles behind the attacks, over three trillion beings, n, beasts, golems, and more, hovered in formations, their bodies illuminating vibrant lights like twinkles in the starry sky. In the forefront of the formation were hundreds of thousands of leaders, all dazzled in abundant auras, laws, and daos.
On the opposite end, the Athosian female hovered beside her Space-Ti Eagle beast as she watched the attacks cover the millions of miles in distance as they reached for her.
"Challenging the glory of His Godship is an act of blasphemy in itself. I declare your universe unworthy of His Godship’s grace and benevolence..."
The young female Athosian spoke as she steadily raised her left hand before continuing, "In the na of His Godship, the Conqueror Supre, I pray your universe go extinct with the wave of my hand." Her hand dropped as she finished her sentence, then.
Silence!
Like highlighting a paragraph and pressing delete, the trillions of living beings and the scene vanished into extinction, transforming the scene that once had the background of a universe into a barren void, leaving only the female Athosian and her Space-Ti Eagel Beast.
"Let’s go, Gigi, that makes our eight hundred millionth trip, with three hundred million universes, dinsions, and realms gone extinct.
.....
Within the core of another universe, this one seeming to be a land of giants and titans, Jun Moxie, father of Jun Mulan, who Patrick left with the Almight Ancient Dragon after their one-night encounter, seed to be engaging in a furious battle against the giants.
"Haha, co, you mutted brains, co face your senior!"
Jun Moxie exclaid as he launched himself into a group of tens of thousands of giants. Seeing the tiny pebble of a human descending at them like a teor, a giant holding a club constructed of galaxies swung at him with both hands gripped at the club.
A massive wave of the laws of chaos and destruction clouded the skies as they launched for Jun Moxie. Like two missiles launched at each other with breakneck speeds, Jun Moxie, with his helt deactivated, smiled excitedly as he bellowed, "That’s the spirit, but it lacks conviction," before backhanding the attack with his right hand, "such an attack won’t even scratch the farr boy from Athos, what makes you think it will faze ?!"
Seeing his attack ineffective, the giant grunted in annoyance as he roared at Jun Moxie. But before the giant could even express his rage, "Enough with this nonsense, I have other universes and dinsions to conquer," Jun Moxie said as he obliterated the giant’s upper body. Then his body crashed into the earth, his flying montum bursting through the giants’ universal core, followed by a massive explosion.
Jun Moxie’s body erged from the explosion as he hovered over the universe, his helt covering his face and shielding him from the explosive force of a literal universe —one that was ho to a race of giants at that.
Hovering lonely in the void, Jun Moxie spoke, his question seeming to be directed to the suit.
"What’s the current number of conquered universes, dinsions, and tilines?"
< Collecting data from all Athosian units... including this universe, cultivation universe 47538, there are now 976,490,352,148,640,124,354,854, conquered universes, tilines, dinsions, and realms, and counting. >
"That’s a frightening sum of worlds to be conquered by one being alone. If that’s the number of conquered realms and universes, I can’t even imagine the combined sum of all their citizens."
< If you are evaluating the percentage of conquered realms and worlds, then the present value is rely 2%. And all the conquered realms and worlds are rely the lower-dinsional planes and universes. To fulfil the will of His Godship, we must conquer 35% before our task will be considered accomplished. >
"And what of the other sixty-five percent?"
< 45% of that are currently in the Desolate Realm, where his Godship had gone to conquer personally, and the Immortal Cosmos is currently ruling the remaining 20%. >
Hearing the suit, Jun Moxie sighed with admiration as he thought, "Now I truly understand the true power of the Immortal Cosmos, being able to rule twenty percent of this Cultivation Multiverse, they are no doubt the strongest force in the multiverse, now only second to Athos and the One Above.
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