In the vast expanse of the Fairy God Realm, an overwhelming aura surged from the Lower Realm, sending waves of unease across all celestial domains.
The God of Heaven, standing amidst his luminous temple, frowned deeply. His voice trembled as he addressed his celestial council:
"An aura of this magnitude… even I cannot withstand its might. Could it be… Master Chen Franz?"
In the depths of the Demon Realm, the Demon King felt the demonic fires flicker under the weight of Chen Franz's power. With a grim expression, he whispered:
"This force is unparalleled. It must be Master Chen Franz. No one else could ignite such fear across the realms."
The Guardians of the Universe, alarmed by the growing imbalance, decided to investigate. The eldest among them declared:
"We must descend to the Lower Realm. If Master Chen Franz's wrath remains unchecked, he may unravel the order of existence itself. What could have provoked such devastation?"
On Dead Mountain, the battlefield of the Lower Realm reeked of destruction and vengeance.
The once-proud Fire Clan had been reduced to ash. Chen Franz's wrath had transcended realms, eradicating even those who sought refuge in the Immortal Realm. No one bearing the Fire Clan's name had been spared.
At the center of the chaos, Chen Franz loomed over the Ancestor of the Fire Clan, now broken and barely clinging to life. Beside him, the trembling Fire Clan Leader knelt, consumed by fear.
"You have desecrated my temple and stolen what is sacred to me," Chen Franz said coldly, his voice echoing across the mountain like thunder. "For this, you and your clan shall suffer eternal torment."
With a swift motion, Chen Franz summoned a blazing portal leading to the Lava Pits of the Demon Realm, a place of endless agony reserved for the most accursed souls. He flicked his hand, sending the defeated Ancestor and the Clan Leader hurtling into the portal.
Turning toward the heavens, he commanded the Demon King:
"Ensure they suffer for all eternity. Let their cries echo in the flames until no trace of their existence remains."
From the Demon Realm, the Demon King responded with reverence:
"It shall be done, Master. Their torment will serve as a warning to all who dare defy you."
Even as the flames of vengeance dimmed, Chen Franz's aura remained heavy, rippling through the realms with residual fury. His subordinates from the Fairy God Realm descended to the battlefield.
The God of Heaven, bowing deeply, spoke first:
"Master Chen Franz, I beg you, restrain your anger. Your power threatens the balance of the realms. Please, allow us to serve you by erasing any lingering threats."
The Guardians of the Universe, kneeling in unison, added:
"Master, the Fire Clan's destruction is complete. Your might has already echoed through eternity. Permit us to ensure no remnants remain."
Even the Demon King, now standing at the edge of the Lava Pits, knelt humbly before Chen Franz.
"Master, the Fire Clan Ancestor and their leader now endure eternal suffering under my watch. Your judgment is absolute."
Chen Franz surveyed the scene, his gaze cold and calculating. With a final wave of his hand, he dissipated the remnants of his overpowering aura.
"Very well," he said. "Their fate is sealed. Ensure no trace of their sins remains. But let this be a warning none who defile what is mine shall escape my wrath."
Turning away, Chen Franz's expression softened as he approached the ruins of his temple and his fallen disciples. His voice, quieter now, carried a somber resolve:
"You have done your part. Rest now, knowing your Master will protect what you fought for."
As he left Dead Mountain, the Lower Realm stood in silence, trembling from the memory of his power. And across the realms, none dared challenge the might of Chen Franz again.