Order is a fragile thing – And one life can break it .
Xianting Realm;
The Hall of cosmic balance:
The Hall of cosmic balance was vast enough to hold the stars themselves.Its vaulted ceiling shimmered with constellations, stars glimmered faintly, pulsatin in rhythm with the laws that bond all realms..Beneath the eternal glow, A great round dias of white jade stood at the centre, Encircled by the most exalted of the xianting realm -The celestial sovereigns.
At the highest seat sat the celestial sovereign xing hai,Draped in hanfus of sun -and - moon silk,His expression calm but shadowed by deep concern.Around them stood: Grand Star marshals, Heavenly ministers and court diviners,All gathered for one reason – For the matter at hand was one heat that could unmake the order of the realms.
" The Divine fiend still eludes us," Xing hai voice echoed like the toll of a distant bell through eternity, soft but heavy. He continued" Born of holy light and Abyssal shadow....Yet veiled from the Heaven's gaze...Such concealment is no small thing..it speaks of will — Enduring, Unyielding and Dangerous "
A murmur spread across the chambers, the diviners exchanged uneasy glances over the water mirrors and star charts,Yet no thread of fate revealed the face of the fiend.
From the far side of the dias ,A low, controlled voice cut through the murmurs.
Then, a figure rose. Tianming,the Aurora sovereign, stepped forward,His presence sharp and radiant, like a blade forged from dawn itself.Light shimmered along the edges of his hanfu, casting long shadows on the jade floor.
"Enduring? Yes...But Also obstinate, defiant and calculating" His tone clipped with retrained anger,"This is no ordinary fugitive. Each day this – Legendary evil remains hidden,The balance tips –and our enemies find courage " His eyes narrowed. Then, his gaze swept across the hall, unblinking," Do not mistake this silence for safety, it's the pause before the strike. If the fiend thinks to linger in shadow... I'll rip away every veil and drag him out to the light myself "
Xing hai jaw tightened,He felt uneasy with Tianming's zeal...it felt different and he could sense other motives – But, so was the truth of Tianming's words – The divine fiend was more than a threat of power, it was a living paradox _Born of a holy matriarch and a Demonic Lord. A wound to the order of All the realms.
Outside the hall,The clouds shifted, As though the Heavens themselves had heard the decree.
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The Abyssal veil
When the Abyss names it prey, Escape is already lost
Far below Xianting realm, past the veils of shadows and rivers of black flame. The demon realm stretched in endless mountains of obsidians. The sky here was a churning sea of crimson clouds,lit by the slow pulse of volcanic light.
At the heart of the realm, The throne of Ten thousand abysses loomed _A fortress of jagged spires and molten veins, where the demon factions gather .In the Grand hall,Demons of every kind –Horned titans,winged , serpentinewarlocks –Assembled in a semi circle around a throne of fused bone and steel. Upon it sat Lord xie mo _The Abyssal Regent _His eyes like two burning coals.
A hulking warlord Fang zhurong, stepped forward his armor made from the scales of slain dragons." The celestials search for the Divine Fiend,"he growled, voice echoing against the stone walls." Yet they do not know the face they seek."
A low chuckle rippled through the hall,dark and mocking.
Lord xie Mo's lips curved into a shadow of smile."That's because the fiend is of us..... and not of us .Demon blood runs in his veins, yet the marks of divinity shields him from our grasp. Even the abyss struggles to call him home. "
Another demon, her form shifting between smoke and flesh, hissed, "persistent. Relentless. Such prey must be hunted with patience. But if we strike before the Celestials do…"
The Regent's smile widened, revealing teeth like shards of night. "Then the Fiend will be ours. With their power, the Demon Realm will no longer lurk in the shadows of the xianting— we will burn the heavens ourselves."
A horn sounded in the distance — deep and resonant — signaling the gathering of the Demon Factions. Plans were already taking shape, and the chase had begun.
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Far above, in the pristine jade halls of the Xianting Realm, Tianming's vow to unmask the Divine Fiend still hung in the air.
Far below, in the black halls of the Abyss, a promise was being made to claim them first.
Between these two forces, the one they sought moved unseen — a single spark hidden in the folds of fate, neither wholly light nor shadow.
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