The young man had walked out of the shade of the Forrest the light refracted off of him like he was coated in a layer of glass that only seemed to make his wide smile all the more enraging." Are you scared of me old man acting all tough I know you're mortal no need to try and pretend, I don't know what happened to you but I don't care, I just want to hear you scream." as he approached him the man stopped only a foot in front of him with a taunting look in his eyes." you are nothing more than a plaything now drop to your knees and bark like the dog you are and I may just make your end quick!" his smile seemed to only grow as he lorded over the 'weakling' in front of him.
"nevermind very well, if this is what you wish I shall oblige but trust me it will not go the way you want. turn around, leave and never return and only then will you leave with your life. otherwise you'll feel wrath beyond your comprehension for what you are making me do." His words were cold not as if he was bluffing but stating a absolute fact, like gravity or that the sun rises from the east. the young man was quite taken aback but he did not show it on his face. his Arrogance did not allow him to relent from his stance, he felt as if his pride was hurt and drew his blade to cleanse his damaged pride.
"The audacity of a dead man with a destroyed spirit root to talk to me like that, you got balls I'll give you that. now make peace with your maker." as he spoke his blade flickered before vanishing to arrive at the old man's throat. With a small sigh a spark crackled to life in his blood, the very world seemed to shake as it all happened in an instant. immediately all color had drained from the boy's face as the true gravity of the situation finally set in.
" My maker will find no peace with me, and he will know why none should cross me and my kin." he raised a single finger to block the sword and the blade simply disintegrated to ash when it made contact. then with a single motion he punched forth. tearing the mere destruction realm cultivator from the fabric of time as space, as his body vaporized and burnt to ash his agony extended into melenia of pain that drove his mind insane before he simply ceased to exist in all matters of the world his soul to never again return from the abyss. The whole action took only a fraction of a second but it was still too much. it burned the last embers of his blood aura burned away leaving himself truly defenseless." Damit I thought I could at least save a drop but even that was too much to ask arghhh!" looking at where the man once stood his body had vanished from his clothes as he snapped out of existence. With no decorum whatsoever he began to ravage the man's belongings scattering his useless items across the floor as he dragged the man's fortune out from his storage bags. as he scattered everything across the floor rather than looking at it with his unusable qi he scanned everything that poured out. Though it was garbage in his eyes the man was quite rich, with mountains of spirit stones and various toy like treasures. from Shields to armours and swords he did not care about most of it till he spotted a shining gem in the midst of the piles of useless garbage.
"Yes Yes YES You glorious bastard your death was not in vain in the end!" his hands shot forth to drag 2 things out of the piles of things that cascaded around him. A little pouch of small marble like objects and an elegantly carved wand made of what appeared to be glass, it was far tougher than a surgeon's scalpel. As he picked up the bag of beast cores and the carving tool with its blade as thin as a hair a dastardly smile crept up his face." you think banishing me to the lower realms and stripping me of my strength would be enough to save yourself, ha don't make me laugh! just you wait I'm coming to beat the shit out of the fates and I'll rip you a new one heaven you'll see the price of your folly." as if a fire had finally reignited in his eyes he finally saw a chance placed before him to reclaim what he had lost. " May the abyss hear my plea, I want not assistance nor pity, but I call you to be a witness to the fall of the divine. To be the judge jury and executioner of all things, this I swear, the sky will fall and the ancients will beg for their lives, I promise it upon my name Zei Mori Lest you devour me whole.
as he finished with his vow, an inconceivable force settled upon his heart like a cage of causality structured around it. the worldly laws did not stirr for it was not something under heavens jurisdiction. it was an ancient rite beyond the bounds of time, from a source beyond cultivation itself. nothing could parse what had happened but all across the realm's a sense of forbidding brewed under the surface threatening to send everything into chaos.