Calamity Demons Charge into the abyss

Underneath the earth, in a tightly sealed laboratory an white haired old man stood, going over his final preparations.

The room he stood was covered in seals verify in size and complexity, from space seals, to elemental seals to keep heat, light, and air.

Whipping the sweat from his brows he finally completed the formation, before he activated the special fracturing spell, a rank 9 spell, slowly the space around him began to break and deformed, his formation activating to stop the spread.

The cracks revealed a deep dark chaos so destructive that even he a Great Demon emperor was fearful of even after having witnessed it before.

His last forays into it hadn't gone well last time, and he still had the injuries which were unhealed, all his efforts having been proven futile.

His search for a remedy to the chaos injuries he sustained while investigating the outside plane hadnt revealed anything. He wasn't surprised none had ever reached the height of power in this world as he had, still he hadn't been daunted and after almost a hundred year of studying he had finally found some answers.

The chaos seemed to be a wall separating worlds from each other, and after examining minor worlds in his planes, with countless experiments he had finally discovered a way to bypass it.

This was his most complex spell. One which would allow him to connect him to the other worlds and potentially infinite worlds if he could perfect and increase the spells rank.

Through this connections this spell would allow him to take over hosts in these worlds, and blend in without arousing the world wills.

His expressions was stout as cold sweat fell from his brows, and blood leaked from his mouth exasperated by his injuries.

His gaze couldn't help but gazing upward for a second before he casted the spell one last time, the once lush landscape was now a frozen wastelands. All living creatures had been wiped out in the last battle between himself and the Oracle fairy.

He had eventually triumphed in the bitter struggle, his ice domain freezing her in time and turning the inhabitants into small snowflakes now laying underneath his feet.

His thirst for Freedom wouldn't be satiated, even against those he may have considered friends any and all who stood in his way would be massacred to the last.

His world was a testament to this, in his pursuit he had tried to peer outside the chaos causing havoc in the nine regions. Uniting all humans and demi humans against him, and eventually leading to their death.

Casting aside such wasteful thoughts he turned back to the present.

His brows knitting, his once ageless face now covered with the wrinkles of time, his dark coal eyes once filled with warmth was now beareth of anything only showing an emotionless determination for his goals.

Using the world as catalyst for his activation he casted the spell, destroying what remained of the worlds into a nutrient for his soul, one which has already grown after devouring all living beings.

His flesh melted, and revealed his massive soul form, his figure was a ghostly white hue, with glowing scarlet orbs, and ten thousand arms each one seeming to extend over his surrounding laboratory.

Being careful he activated a soul runic formation, that begin to shrink and condensed his body into a small white speck.

Which threw itself into the chaos as he activated and changed his greatest spell infinite samsara.

His whole being was swallowed by the ever turbulent chaos not knowng whether he would succeed or die, yet in daunted he charged forward into the abyss.

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Southern border

In a small debilitated shack surrounded by woodlands vegetations, a malnourished youth awoke, his ink black eyes taking in the situation as he ramuged through the formers memories.

His pupils shrank for a second when he came across the memories of Gu worms, before returning to normal,

His libs slowly curling upward

'interesting... Who would have though those days of reading those novels would actually come to be useful, not to mention that the world my spell connected to would be Reverend insanity... Haha'

Unfortunately though the memories don't provided much information on what time period, and none of the surrounding clans are familiar.

Well first think first, let's deal with he annoying pe-

"Chang fang are you still sleeping boy! Didn't I tell you to go over all our traps! You lazy son of a bitch!" Barging into the shack, and uncaring to the shaking of the doors hinges, a large well built man also know as Old Ox ji entered his face as red as a monkeys ass. His meaty hands unslinking the large bag the side, made to slap him.

The know named Chang fang could easily see the movement of the hand, and if he wanted could have avoided it, but he didn't.

At this moment he simply lacked both knowledge and strength, he had no idea of the surrounding clans and how they would respond if he killed this mortal, whether the clans overseer if they had one would investigate or not. If they did and they thought it was a demonic Gu master, he had no Gu and would be discovered even if he was able to hide his tracks, he would still face too much complications that could be avoided if he simply avoided them and didn't let pride get in the way.

And it was with this decision he was sent sprawling to the floor, a red palm mark on his face, his head and ears ringing and blood ozzoing out of his teeths.

He didn't bother replying and just layed there, he had enough experience to know not to respond to an angry abuser, it would only incensed them to act more violently, so masking a disoriented look and a few silent crocodile tears he kept quite.

"I shouldn't have ever taken you in, you wastre, you son of a bitch, not only did you your mother you demon, but you eat and provide nothing, all day you sleep, cants even check the traps without claiming to be sick, I have to do everything by myself " going around in circles old ji cursed his face red like a bitch in heat, before he left the shack with a slam, shaking everything around him.

Chang fang didn't move until he counted to ten minutes, before he slowly stood up heading towards the door, and making sure it was fully closed, he wiped the slightly dried blood from his mouth and tears, his expressions unchanging.

Before bringing his hand to his chin in contemplations at last he shook his head,

'no he couldn't kill him just yet there's was no benefit to it... at the moment at least.'