4 Chapter 4: Primordial Chaos Scriptures: Forcing the Heavens to Yield, A Prophecy that Shook World, Fate Unbound(Edited)
As Long Shin stood there, enveloped in the mysterious voice recounting the very genesis of the multiverse and cosmos, he was captivated by the vivid imagery unfolding before him. The speaker's words painted a tapestry of creation, detailing the birth of dimensions and the emergence of the universe itself.
Mesmerized, Long Shin witnessed the delicate balance between 'Order' and 'Chaos,' observing as the chaotic forces coalesced into structured realms. He watched with bated breath as galaxies spiraled into existence and planets took shape in a cosmic dance of formation.
But just as life was on the brink of blooming, a blinding light erupted, compelling Long Shin to shield his eyes once more. When he dared to look again, he found himself back in his room, a sense of disorientation lingering in his mind. The scroll that had been suspended in front of him now stilled.
Suddenly, a radiant glow emanated from the ancient scroll, casting an ethereal light that bathed the room in an otherworldly luminescence. Before Long Shin could comprehend what was unfolding, the scroll silently glided towards him and made contact with his forehead, seamlessly merging with his Divine Sense Sea in a surge of mystical energy.
Startled, he plunged into his Divine Sense Sea, a realm of ethereal essence that mirrored the depths of his being. As his consciousness submerged into this inner sea, Long Shin was taken aback by the sight unfolding before him. Despite knowledge about the Divine Sense Sea being in his mind, this was his first direct encounter with its profound mysteries.
Within this metaphysical expanse, he expected to find a serene sea of essence symbolizing his Soul Force. However, the reality surpassed his expectations.
Unlike those blessed with the Divine Sense Sea, individuals possessing the Knowledge Sea or its mutated counterpart could not fathom such intricate depths within themselves. The Knowledge Sea, a vessel for storing Soul Force and memories, stood as a stark contrast to the boundless potential inherent in the Divine Sense Sea.
Long Shin delved into the depths of his Divine Sense Sea. Above him, instead of a serene blue sky, stretched an endless expanse of darkness, akin to a starless night. Below him lay a bottomless golden sea, its surface shimmering with a radiant golden glow that seemed to illuminate the surrounding void. The waters of this ocean were not ordinary; they pulsed with raw soul force, each wave carrying potent energy.
In the heart of this majestic golden sea, Long Shin sensed the presence of his Divine Soul—a ethereal manifestation resembling a miniature version of himself, standing with eyes closed in profound meditation. The Divine Soul exuded an overwhelming aura of Soul Force, its presence commanding respect and awe.
Unlike typical mana and soul force that would be formless, the soul force within this golden ocean held a distinct hue, untouched by impurities. It was said that when magisters absorbed mana into their bodies, it would generally transform into a formless energy. However, Long Shin's mana defied convention; influenced by the Primordial Chaos Scripture, his Divine Sense Sea manifested as a pristine golden ocean.
The sight that greeted him was not merely the color of the Ocean, but the astonishing radiance emanating from the golden sea. The very essence of soul formed this 'sea,' shimmering with a pristine golden light that seemed to dance and flicker like a thousand tiny stars embedded within its depths.
Ordinarily, individuals could only manifest their knowledge sea after reaching at least the esteemed rank of silver magister. Once their knowledge sea took shape, their mana core would go through qualitative changes.
To possess a knowledge sea before becoming a silver ranked magister was already an extraordinary feat, defying conventional norms and expectations, It was both a benefit and a source of concern. He didn't know what would happen when the time came for him to be promoted to silver rank.
In that moment of awe and revelation, Long Shin contemplated these profound truths, his mind grappling with the enormity of what lay before him. Yet amidst this overwhelming realization, he made a silent vow to revisit these mysteries at a more opportune time when clarity could be sought amidst the dazzling spectacle unfolding before him.
He couldn't fathom the strange occurrence before him, so he dismissed it as another enigmatic quirk of the intricate system that bounded to him. Pushing the puzzling event to the recesses of his mind, Long Shin set out in search of the ancient scroll he sought. His quest was brief, for amidst a shimmering sea of molten gold, there floated the revered Scroll of the Primordial Chaos Scripture, cradled within the ethereal grasp of his Divine Soul.
The scroll exuded a subtle luminescence, its mystical aura barely perceptible to mortal eyes. A wave of relief washed over him as he beheld this reassuring sight. "Ah," he exhaled softly, reassured that all was well within his Divine Sense Sea. "Now that i know that my divine soul is unharmed, let us return."
With a swift mental shift, Long Shin redirected his consciousness back to his physical form.
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[How are you feeling, Master?] Long Shin emerged from his Divine Sense Sea to the sound of Xiǎoxuě's sweet, child-like voice.
"Thanks for your assistance, Xiǎoxuě," Long Shin acknowledged gratefully. While he delved into the depths of his divine Sense Sea, Xiǎoxuě remained active. As the system AI, she diligently scoured every corner of the system for information on cultivation and promptly relayed it to him. It was through her efforts that Long Shin acquired knowledge about the divine sense sea and the knowledge sea.
"This is my job, Master," Xiǎoxuě responded dutifully. However, she chose not to disclose to Long Shin the calamities he unwittingly unleashed upon the world by cultivating the Primordial Chaos Scripture.
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Moments before Long Shin stirred from his slumber, a hushed gasp escaped one of the Great Ones, his eyes wide with disbelief as he beheld the shimmering golden barrier that enveloped the whole planet at some point.
"By the heavens above," he breathed, his voice tinged with reverence, "this sight... it rivals the very wrath of Heavens."
His words hung in the air like a delicate whisper as the others nodded in silent agreement, their expressions a mix of awe and wonderment. Together, they stood on the precipice of existence, gazing out beyond the veil of clouds that shielded them from the heavens' fury.
Each thunderous strike unleashed by the Heavens reverberated through the barrier, threatening to rend worlds asunder. Yet, against all odds, the golden shield held steadfast, quivering only slightly under the relentless onslaught. It was as though a mere pebble had disturbed the tranquility of a vast lake, causing ripples that dared not escalate into tumultuous waves.
In a momentary lull between strikes, Long Zhengsheng's voice cut through the tension like a blade forged in resolve. "Even if these thunderbolts were to lose tenfold their might," he intoned gravely, "not one among us would emerge unscathed." His words carried a weight that settled upon them like an unspoken truth, prompting solemn nods from his companions.
As the Great Ones conversed in hushed tones amongst themselves, the ancient scroll floated above Long Shin's chest. It emitted a radiant, pristine light that illuminated the surrounding darkness. The air crackled with an intense formless energy.
Suddenly, with a silent ZEN, the atmosphere shifted. The scroll shimmered with ancient power, its intricate symbols dancing and pulsating with a life of their own.
In the next heartbeat, a surge of majestic energy erupted from the scroll, shooting skyward like a golden beacon challenging the very Heavens itself.
As the raw power surged out of the Earth Star, the night seemed to pause in anticipation. The cosmic clouds that symbolized the fury of the heavens dissipated, symbolizing a pivotal moment in the fabric of fate.
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The group stood in awe, their eyes wide with disbelief as the golden ray of light pierced through the cosmic, causing even the mighty Heavens to falter. The air crackled with energy, a palpable tension that gripped their hearts and made them question everything they thought they knew.
"Did you see that?" one of the Great One's whispered, his voice barely audible over the hum of power that lingered in the air.
"I've never witnessed anything like this before," another replied, his tone tinged with fear.
As the realization of what had just transpired sank in, a wave of shock washed over them. To challenge the Heavens was beyond audacious; it was unheard of. Yet here they were, witnesses to a feat that defied all logic and reason.
Their minds raced with questions, each more perplexing than the last. How could a single beam of light command such authority over the Heavens? What kind of being wielded such unfathomable power? "This is impossible! There's no magister on Earth Star capable of unleashing such immense power," one of the Great Ones exclaimed, his voice quivering with a mix of disbelief and fear. Uncertainty lingered in the air, whether he sought to state facts or reassure his own troubled heart.
And amidst it all, one lingering question echoed in their minds like a haunting refrain: Just what kind of being could make the Heavens retreat with a mere flicker of light?
The cosmic clouds, serene symbols of heavenly might, seemed to falter in the face of this the previous attack, hinting at a power beyond their comprehension.
"Quickly, we must trace the origin of this overwhelming aura," urged another Great One urgently, extending his senses in a frantic attempt to pinpoint the source. The Great Ones possessed formidable strength and extraordinary Magic Sense; with a mere extension of their magical perception, they could easily envelop a vast expanse of Earth Star.
"Cough, Cough" a sudden, cough broke the silence. As the Great One's prepared to extend their magical senses into the void, they all felt a ripple of shock emanating from the Great One who had first dared to probe into the unknown.
His powerful aura, once as strong and steady as a mountain, faltered and waned like a candle in the wind. Unknown to them a fine mist of crimson sprayed from his lips, staining his robe with droplets of blood. Stains of blood could be seen on the ground in his abode.
The sight was chilling - this was a being who had braved countless battles in his own era. The realization dawned upon them that he must have sustained severe internal injuries to cough up blood so violently. Whispers echoed among them in hushed tones, "He's coughing blood? How is that possible?"
The fear spread like wildfire amongst them as they contemplated the terrifying power needed to inflict such harm on one with such power just by extending their magical sense. Their minds raced with thoughts of dread and uncertainty which echoed in the eerie silence.
"What could possess such monstrous power?" one ventured quietly, his voice quivering slightly.
Another swallowed hard, her eyes wide with fear as she murmured, "Who would dare attack us so brazenly?"
Their initial curiosity turned into apprehension; those who were eager to follow suit immediately retracted their senses back within themselves. They shuddered at the thought of becoming another victim spewing blood.
Frantic voices crowded around him, "What happened? Were you attacked? Did you see your assailant?"
His reply came between bouts of violent coughing that shook his entire frame, "I... I didn't see anything... Before I could even grasp what was happening... my soul came under assault..."
His words trailed off into another fit of coughing; each hack causing more blood to splatter onto his already stained robes. The terror reflected in his eyes was palpable - a stark contrast to the usually calm and composed visage.
Their hearts pounded in their chests as they took in the gravity of the situation, each of them wondering what terrifying force lay hidden in the unknown that had reduced one of their strongest to such a state.
Fear gripped them all as they stood facing the mysterious entity, their souls trembling at the mere thought of being attacked. The man in front of them had somehow survived, but they knew their own fate might not be as fortunate. The soul, the very essence of one's being, was at stake here – any damage inflicted upon it could lead to dire and unknown consequences.
Despite the looming danger, a curiosity burned within them. Who was this enigmatic figure exuding an aura so potent that it could withstand even the fury of the heavens? Whispers among them floated like wisps of smoke in the tense air.
"Diviner of All Realms, we should approach him. Perhaps he holds answers about this mysterious entity," one of them ventured, breaking the heavy silence.
Long Zhengsheng contemplated for a moment before responding with a knowing nod. "Indeed, if anyone possesses knowledge on this matter, it would likely be him."
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As the Great Ones made their grand entrance, the Diviner of All Realms slowly opened his eyes, each eyelid lifting with deliberate grace. The air crackled with anticipation as if holding its breath in reverence for what was about to unfold. Before a single word could escape the lips of the Great Ones, a hushed silence fell over the assembly, pregnant with expectation.
The Diviner's gaze, sharp and penetrating like a blade forged in the heart of a supernova, swept across the pavilion. Each iris seemed to hold galaxies within them, swirling with untold secrets and cosmic knowledge. In that moment, time itself seemed to pause, caught in the thrall of the Diviner's enigmatic presence.
And then, just as the Great Ones poised to speak. The Diviner of All Realms unleashed a bombshell that reverberated through everyone's mind.
This was not merely a meeting of beings; it was a world event unfolding before the Great Ones' eyes. And as the Diviner's revelation echoed through their ears, it marked a turning point in the annals of the Earth Star itself.
THE TWILIGHT OF <MANA DECLINE> IS FAST APPROACHING, WHERE SHADOWS DANCE WITH FADING LIGHT, WHISPERS OF AN IMPENDING CHAOS ECHO THROUGH THE REALMS. FROM THE DEPTHS OF SLUMBER, ANCIENT BEINGS STIR, THEIR EYES ABLAZE WITH MILLENNIUM-OLD MALICE, READY TO UNLEASH HAVOC UPON THE WORLD.
AS THE ERA OF CHAOS DRAWS NEAR, A SOUL OF UNPARALLELED POWER EMERGES, A FIGURE WHOSE VERY PRESENCE TAINTS THE SKIES WITH DARKNESS. THIS ENIGMATIC BEING RISES TO CLAIM DOMINION OVER ALL, CASTING A LOOMING SHADOW THAT STRETCHES ACROSS THE LANDS AND SEAS.
IN THIS TIME OF TURMOIL AND UNCERTAINTY, A KING ASCENDS AMIDST THE CHAOS, WIELDING AUTHORITY THAT BENDS EVEN THE ELEMENTS TO HIS WILL. THE WORLD TREMBLES BENEATH HIS FEET AS HE COMMANDS FORCES UNSEEN AND UNRIVALED, SHAPING DESTINIES WITH A MERE WHISPER.
BEHOLD AS THE TAPESTRY OF FATE IS REWOVEN IN THREADS OF OBSIDIAN AND FIRE, WHERE EACH STRAND TELLS A TALE OF POWER AND PERIL. THE STAGE IS SET FOR A GRAND SYMPHONY OF CONQUEST AND UPHEAVAL, WHERE HEROES AND VILLAINS ALIKE ARE BUT PLAYERS IN A COSMIC DRAMA UNFOLDING BEFORE OUR VERY EYES.
The Great Ones, newly arrived at the majestic pavilion, stood in awe as the Diviner of All Realms spoke. His words carried an otherworldly weight, causing a tremor of uncertainty to ripple through them, threatening to unsteady even the most steadfast among them.
"What is this madness you speak of Diviner of All Realms?" The collective voice of the Great Ones echoed with disbelief, their usually composed demeanor shaken to its core. The gravity of his prophecy loomed ominously over them, casting a foreboding shadow upon their hearts.
"In the impending Era of The Chaos," the Diviner's voice rang out with an enigmatic calmness that sent shivers down their spines, "many prodigies shall rise, plunging the world into turmoil. Ancient beings long slumbering will awaken, and a singular soul shall ascend to challenge the very heavens and claim dominion over all."
"We heard that, what is the meaning behind this prophecy?!" asked one of the Great Ones, it was unknown if he truly didn't understand the meaning behind the words, or if he didn't want to understand at all.
"I've caught glimpses of the future, just fragments really, when the Heavens decided to reveal a fraction of its secrets," the Diviner of all Realms spoke with an air of mystery, his eyes gleaming with ancient knowledge. He seemed like a mere mortal yet held the wisdom of ages within him.
A Great One asked "But what did you see? What do these visions mean?" The urgency in the Great One's voice was palpable, his eyes reflecting his boundless fear.
The diviner chuckled softly, a sound that carried both warmth and enigma. "Ah, my dear friend, if you seek answers to the mysteries of the Heavens, you must direct your inquiries to the heavens themselves. I am but an observer, a spy peering into the vast expanse of Heavenly secrets."
"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"
Long Zhengsheng gaze sharpened as he directed his question at Diviner of All Realms, his tone laced with urgency and suspicion, "Those beings who have slumbered for millennia? Are you referring to 'Them'?"
As the question echoed in the vast pavilion, a heavy silence descended upon the Great Ones. The air seemed to thicken with an unspoken tension, casting a pall of gloom over them. Each of them, beings of immense power and Authority, bore expressions etched with a mix of solemnity and apprehension, but greatest of them all. Fear.
The Diviner of all Realms appeared lost in a world of his own, seemingly oblivious of the Great Ones around him. His focus was unwavering as he thought about the mysteries surrounding the enigmatic figure behind the recent upheavals. Yet, despite his unparalleled skills as a seer, he encountered an unprecedented obstacle – a complete and utter failure. It was as if the individual responsible for these events existed beyond the threads of fate itself, shrouded in a veil of impenetrable secrecy.
Intriguingly, this person seemed untouched by the intricate web of destiny that typically governed all beings. This wasn't merely a case of having an ordinary fate; it was a total absence of destiny, a concept so profound that it defied conventional understanding. As the Diviner grappled with this perplexing revelation, an unexpected prophecy unfurled before him like a tapestry of uncertainty. However, amidst the whispers of foretelling, his attention remained fixated on the singular anomaly – the individual devoid of fate and destiny.
The Great Ones were arguing among themselves, debating who could possibly see through their facade. But the Diviner couldn't help but smile, 'there is only one person who I cannot see through even with all my abilities.'
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After the brilliant beam of light from the scroll pierced the sky, a series of pulsating waves surged across the Earth Star. These pulses teemed with vibrant vitality, coursing through the very essence of the planet. Wherever these life-infused ripples traveled, they wrought a miraculous transformation. The once quaking earth stilled beneath their touch, colossal tornadoes twisted and dissipated into gentle zephyrs, the thunderous cacophony above quieted to a serene hush, storms vanished into tranquility, and the unruly seas gradually settled into glassy calmness.
Powerful and astounded magisters now free from the boundless pressure that made them kneel, stood awestruck as they bore witness to this extraordinary phenomenon unfolding on a global scale. The very Earth Star seemed to shimmer with newfound vigor as mana—both in quality and quantity—swelled exponentially by at least fivefold. As a consequence of this awe-inspiring event, nature itself responded in kind; sprouting forth an abundance of natural treasures that bloomed across every corner of the planet, like precious jewels scattered by unseen hands upon the fertile soil.
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