Chapter 23 - [Ice Phoenix Goddess]

Chapter 23 - [Ice Phoenix Goddess]

As the other divine Apostles were waiting to hear their fate from the eight firstborn Origin Elves in the mortal dimension.

Meanwhile, the Asoka's Divine Realm located within the Divine Domain was much calmer. After regaining his power and creating the Elves in this world, Asoka enjoyed his calm life. In his previous omnipotent life, he got bored, which led him to seal all his power and enter into the cycle of reincarnation.

After experiencing countless lives during his period of endless reincarnation, Asoka knew what to do after retaining his power. To limit the possibility of being bored, not only did he come to this realm and create the Elves, but he also massively limited his omnipresence and power. Aside from massive events that could affect the wider Omniverse and monitoring the Elves he created, Asoka completely turned off his omnipresence, allowing him to experience the grand luxuries of life.

In his free time, he watched top-rated live TV shows, followed the journey of some heavenly Chosen, and watched movies across the Omni-Verse. Without his omnipresence spoiling it, he could truly appreciate them. He also painted, read, created models in real life, performed universal-level experiments, and researched new and advanced high-tech weapons, devices, gadgets, Spaceship ark, etc., without using any all-knowing and all-doing omnipotence power.

Currently, Asoka sat serene in the training room, eyes closed, immersed in meditation. Suddenly, a singular, enigmatic figure emerged from his being, its skin a swirling vortex of galaxies, stars, black holes, and nebula - a living, breathing universe.

This cosmic entity duplicated, multiplying exponentially: one became two, two became four, four became eight, and in mere seconds, over a million replicas stood before him. Each figure approached the training room's walls, selecting an array of weapons as if drawn to them by an unseen force.

With arms now armed, they began to weave intricate martial arts patterns, their movements fluid and synchronized. The training hall, once confined, now seemed to stretch into infinity, accommodating the endless expanse of Asoka's cosmic manifestations.

As the multitude of cosmic entities continued their martial arts display, their movements became a mesmerizing dance of celestial proportions. Galaxies spiraled, stars burst forth, and black holes swirled within their bodies as they executed techniques with names like "Nebula Strike," "Gravitational Wave," and "Cosmic Rebirth."

Their forms blurred and shifted, adapting to the ever-changing landscape of the training hall, which now resembled a boundless, astral realm. Asoka's consciousness resonated with each entity, guiding their movements and infusing their techniques with the essence of the universe.

The air resonated with the hum of creation, as if the very fabric of reality was being woven and unwoven with each strike, each gesture. Time and space converged, allowing the cosmic entities to move through the ages, summoning the wisdom of eons to fuel their art.

The cosmic entities moved with stances, breath, attacks, defense, and weapons control, exuding an aura of mystery and mystical charm. Their movements and techniques were intricate, complex, and advanced, executed with flawless precision, as if they had been honed over decades of dedicated practice. Initially, they performed simple techniques, which gradually evolved into complex, complicated, and deadly maneuvers.

For a full day, over a billion cosmic figures trained nonstop, mastering an vast array of weapons, skills, techniques, and arts from across the entire Omniverse. Their forms blurred and shifted, adapting to each new discipline, as they seamlessly integrated the essence of countless martial traditions.

Swords danced with stardust, fists shone like supernovas, and feet moved with the grace of celestial bodies. Each entity's movements wove a unique tapestry of cosmic energy, reflecting the infinite diversity of the Omniverse. Asoka's consciousness resonated with each figure, guiding their evolution, as they transcended mortal limitations, becoming vessels for the universe's raw power.

As the day drew to a close, the cosmic figures dissolved into sparkling particles, which were then absorbed by Asoka's body. He rose to his feet, and his eyes underwent a transformation, shifting from black to white, and then to a state of cosmic nothingness. This ephemeral change lasted for a moment, before his eyes reverted to their normal golden-green hue.

With a gentle stretch, Asoka relaxed his body, and then teleported himself to his serene garden oasis. As he materialized, he found himself surrounded by lush, emerald-green plains that stretched as far as the eye could see. A winding path, lined with a dazzling array of flowers, beckoned him to explore. These rare and exquisite blooms varied in shape, color, and fragrance, yet shared a common trait – they were the most enchanting and elusive flowers in the Multi-Verse, gathered from across all time.

In the distance, elegant rivers flowed gracefully, their gentle murmurs weaving a soothing melody. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blossoming beauty, and the soft rustle of petals in the breeze. Asoka's garden was a true marvel, a testament to his Dominance over the cosmos and its wonders.

As Asoka strolled along the winding path, the soft earth beneath his feet released a gentle fragrance, as if the land itself was alive and welcoming him home. The flowers, each a masterpiece of nature, seemed to lean in, as if sharing ancient secrets and whispers of the cosmos.

To his left, a river of crystal clear water flowed, its surface adorned with delicate lotus blooms, their petals shimmering like stardust. The gentle lapping of the water against the shore created a soothing melody, harmonizing with the hum of the universe.

As he walked further, Asoka came upon a clearing, where a magnificent tree with bark like polished silver and leaves like shimmering gold stood tall. The tree seemed to embody the essence of the cosmos, its branches reaching towards the sky like a celestial dance.

The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming wildflowers, and the soft chirping of birds, their songs a symphony of joy and wonder. Asoka's garden was a realm where time stood still, where the beauty of the universe was distilled into an essence of serenity and peace.

As Asoka stood on the celestial bridge, he gazed out at the breathtaking panorama before him, his eyes filled with calmness and serenity. The majestic mountains, teeming with life and verdant greenery, stretched towards the sky, their snow-capped peaks glistening like diamonds in the soft light. His magnificent residence, a testament to his creative genius, shone with a radiance that seemed almost otherworldly.

Yet, Asoka's thoughts were not solely consumed by his material creations. His mind turned to the Origin Elves, his most cherished and proud achievements. Among them, Akarya, the Saintess and Apostle, held a special place in his heart. He had watched her grow into a graceful and powerful young woman, her potential rivaling that of the gods.

A gentle smile played on Asoka's lips as he contemplated Akarya's journey. but occasionally glanced at the other various Divine Apostles and frowned, wondering what he would do with them.

Asoka's contemplation was disrupted by a brilliant blue streak of light, heralding the arrival of a celestial being. The light resolved into a stunning woman, her eyes blazing like phoenixes, with a matching mark on her forehead. Her raven-blue tresses cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night, and her slender figure was accentuated by a simple yet elegant red dress. Despite her breathtaking beauty, an aura of cold arrogance and nobility emanated from her, commanding attention and inspiring awe.

Asoka recognized the newcomer as Shreya, a Primordial Phoenix Goddess and one of the twelve heavenly beauties in the Divine Domain. He had encountered her name in his studies of the world's history, where she was revered for her supreme godly strength, capable of shaping the destiny of masses. Yet, whispers hinted at a more profound power, one that rivaled the primordial gods themselves.

Shreya's reputation as the "Cold Beauty" preceded her, a testament to her enigmatic and unforgiving nature.

Asoka's brow furrowed in puzzlement, questioning the purpose of Shreya's visit and how she had discovered his Divine Realm. Although he hadn't taken great pains to conceal his domain, he had intentionally situated it in a relatively unexplored region of the Divine Dimension, known as the "Chaotic Land of God" or "Scar of Forgotten Era". This unforgiving territory, teeming with danger and opportunity, was a remnant of the cataclysmic event known as the "Armageddon Culling".

Asoka had chosen this location to immerse himself in the role of the Elven God, avoiding unfair advantages over other deities in the world.

The "Chaotic Land of God" was a realm of untamed power, where the fabric of reality was fragile and malleable. It was a place where gods and mortals alike could discover hidden strengths or succumb to unfathomable risks. Asoka's domain, nestled within this unforgiving landscape, was a testament to his willingness to embrace the challenges and uncertainties of this mystical world.

Asoka's knowledge of the world's history revealed the significance of the "Chaotic Land of God", a realm forged in the crucible of the "Armageddon Culling" event. This cataclysmic occurrence had ravaged half of the universe, claiming the lives of countless, whether it was Divine or Dark God, demon and mortal and necessitating their replacement. The "Chaotic Land of God" was the scarred battlefield where gods had clashed, leaving behind a legacy of residual power, intent, and aura.

This unforgiving territory spanned the Divine Dimension, occupying a vast area that remained unexplored. Its presence echoed across the three realms, known by different names in each. Many gods and goddesses sought refuge in these uncharted regions, desiring solitude and anonymity.

The "Chaotic Land of God" was treacherous, forbidding entry to those below the Godking realm. Any who dared to venture in, despite their strength or weakness, would succumb to the overwhelming presence of the gods who had die during the Armageddon Culling battle.. The residual will and power of these deities would either kill, drive mad, or paralyze intruders, condemning them to a coma-like state.

Asoka understood the perils of this realm, aware that only those who had attained the Godking realm or possessed extraordinary abilities could hope to navigate its dangers.

That's why Asoka feels surprised to see Shreya in the Chaotic land, In this whole universe, only Asoka knows that Shreya did not belong to this universe. When she entered into this universe, she was heavily injured, so she decided to enter into her fourth ice phoenix Nivana, and she rose from the ashes while becoming stronger and more powerful than her previous self.

An ice phoenix's nirvana is a heavenly tribulation that involves bathing in the ice fires of nirvana and being reborn immortal and inextinguishable. for the Ice phoenix's nirvana is a magic ceremony that takes place in the center of a freezing star, and the more powerful the ice phoenix, the more terrifying the star it chooses, when a phoenix takes a rebirth in Nirvana, would lose its half-strength, but they strength will become more formidable and powerful ten or Twenty times, with each nirvana a phoenix is undergoing. Every Nirvana will become harder and more difficult from its previous self.

There are supposedly nine possible rebirths, depending on the Ice phoenix's potential, talent, and bloodline quality. Any phoenix who has undergone five or more rebirths will be considered royalty. Each nirvana makes the phoenix more powerful and talented while also awakening its innate ability and skill. Similar things also applied to other types of phoenixes. If the phoenix fails in its nirvana, it will perish.

Shreya is that Ice Phoenix Goddess who bestowed the ice-cold flame to the Jotun race.