1. prologue

[I would like to clarify that i have never written a cultivation novel before but this is well fleshed out so...yeah and i will likely only post once a week. pls comment and all that jazz]

"A man with fiery red hair, his middle-aged face etched with despair, knelt amidst the rubble of what was once a thriving clan settlement. Shattered homes lay in disarray, the lifeless forms of red-haired kin sprawled among the wreckage, and a crimson stain of blood marred the ground. The man's eyes, bloodshot and filled with anguish, streamed tears of crimson. Above, a colossal eyeball materialized in the crimson-hued skies, its gaze emotionless. An eerie, disembodied voice resonated, 'Uzumaki Tienwei's forbidden dao trial has concluded, outcome: failure... punishment: the utter eradication of the Uzumaki clan.' The eye continued to fix its emotionless gaze on Tienwei. In an instant, Tienwei's head snapped back, his eyes now a deep, ominous red, and an eerie aura emanated from his being, causing a palpable shift in the surrounding spiritual energy."

"Grand Dao!" roared the man in an impulsive fit of rage as he propelled himself toward the looming eyeball in the crimson sky. Mysterious black markings began to manifest all over his body, shrouding even his once-pristine robes. Suddenly, a brush materialized in his grasp seemingly out of thin air. His wrists and hands moved at a breakneck pace, weaving words in the air with a golden ink that flowed from the brush. The words formed a pattern and translated to [Creation Seal - Erasure]. With a forceful handprint, the seal glowed and shot forth, hurtling toward the eyeball, nearly reaching it in an instant. However, just before impact, the seal paused and disintegrated. Grand Dao's emotionless voice resonated once more. "Emperor Tien... Your life is about to end, and your foes approach to pillage your clan's remains. I advise you to spend your remaining moments very carefully." The eyeball vanished into thin air.

Tien remained composed, his thoughts racing faster than a supercomputer. He faced the undeniable truth – his death was imminent. Even hiding within his inner multiverse for healing was futile, as it was beyond repair. To restore it, he would have to stabilize his realm, but there was no time for that. The scavengers were on their way, and he needed to secure the Uzumaki clan's treasures and ensure the survival of the Uzumaki lineage.

As a god emperor, one of the rare few who had successfully passed the tribulation of the mortal ascension realm, immortality was not enough for him. His ambition reached beyond that. He aspired to transcend the forbidden dao, ascending to become the very concept of reality. This would grant his clan's seals the power to shape and bend reality itself.

However the price for his failure had been the annihilation of his entire clan. In the midst of the ruined clan grounds, Tien sat down in a traditional cultivation posture, his determination unwavering. As spiritual energy swirled around him like a tempest, he contemplated a desperate plan.

"I've failed the trial, but if I sacrifice my divine essence and sever my connection to the cycle of reincarnation, I might harness the power of those beings..." he muttered, his words punctuated by the appearance of intricate seals surrounding him. A golden substance within his body dispersed like fine dust, and his once-bloodshot eyes turned pure white. In an instant, his consciousness transcended to a void.

In this featureless expanse, Tien sensed nothing at first. It was a disorienting emptiness, but he remained determined. "There must be a world in chaos with a surviving clan member," he thought aloud. As his spirit-like form drifted through the void, countless bubbles representing universes surrounded him. Time seemed to flow differently here, and frustration crept over his face.

Then, suddenly, his eyes fixed on a tiny bubble amidst the void.

Stretching out his ethereal arms, Tien reached for the tiny universe, guiding it closer to his form. As he delved into the cycle of reincarnation, he uncovered a soul that had yet to reenter the cycle. The memories it held revealed an unexpected connection.

"Naruto? It's a subsidiary of our clan in a chaos world!" Tien remarked, eyes widening but soon, he realized the daunting task ahead. "Finding this 'naruto' chaos world here would be like finding a needle in a haystack. I should have pursued the Dao of Divination as a secondary path," he mused, his frustration mounting.

Examining the soul, he resolved, "Well, this soul showed a great deal of sympathy for the Uzumaki clan, so I could use it." Tien's consciousness returned to his physical body, his eyes reverting to their normal appearance. With a wave of his hand, every treasured item, secret scroll, and technique of the clan materialized before him. He sealed them within the chosen soul, transferring not only the clan's knowledge but also his own positive karma, along with a bundle of information and a special ritual.

He proceeded to create a protective seal around the soul, safeguarding it from external influences, and then released it into the reincarnation cycle of a lower thousand world, the lowest realm of cultivation worlds.

As he completed this final act, Tien could sense multiple individuals approaching him with astonishing speed. A wistful smile crossed his face, and he muttered, "One of the most powerful clans, now in the hands of a single mortal soul. It's laughable... Well, I suppose my time has come."

Tien's energy began to surge, but it remained concealed from the outside world. In an instant, 23 different individuals materialized above the clan's grounds, their gazes filled with greed as they assessed Tienwei. Among them, a figure with golden hair and handsome features wore a sly smile as he examined Tien's condition. However, their expressions quickly shifted to frowns, and the golden-haired man demanded, "Where are the clan's treasures?"

Tienwei's smile grew wider as he spoke his final words. "Emperor Nine Suns... It's quite the shock to see you and all these esteemed emperors one last time. At least my existence will end with the irreparable injuries of the clan's enemies."

These words sent a shiver down the spines of the 21 emperors. But before they could react, Tienwei initiated a controlled explosion, consuming his body, spirit, and soul with spiritual energy. The explosion was precise, affecting only the emperors. Otherwise, it could have led to the death of countless mortals and even cultivators. In an instant, all 21 god emperors were sent hurtling in different directions, suffering major injuries that would take eons to heal.

As the dust settled, Tienwei's last words resonated in the void. "[Alright, little soul, I have done all I can and even weakened your future worst enemies. Good luck.]"

[comment pls and give me them stones...no homo hahaha]