Demon Realm
In the deepest pits of the Demon Realm, the Ancestor and Clan Leader of the Fire Clan writhed in agony, their screams piercing through the fiery inferno. Even with their natural fire affinity, the lava pits unleashed pain beyond their endurance.
The Demon King watched from above, a sinister grin forming. "Who would have thought that the ones who called themselves rulers of flame would be reduced to ash in their own domain? Master Chen Franz has decreed this punishment. No strength will ever free you."
Both the Ancestor and the Leader cried out, "Who is this Master Chen Franz? We didn't even know his name before he erased us!" Their voices were drowned in the endless roar of the lava.
Lower Realm – Xaiyan Continent
In the Xaiyan Continent's royal palace, Emperor Dio Rel could not hide his fear as he received the reports from the town of Poyro. Smoke still rose from the distance, but what unsettled him more were the rumors of overwhelming destruction and an aura that made the strongest cultivators shiver in their boots.
"This… this power is too much. How can one mortal possess the ability to tremble even the heavens?" Dio Rel muttered. Around him, his ministers whispered nervously. No one could offer answers, only speculations and dread.
In every corner of the Lower Realm, those who sensed the overwhelming aura had only one reaction fear. None knew its origin, yet they all felt its undeniable might.
Upper Realm
In the grand court of the Upper Realm, the Emperor held an emergency assembly. His calm demeanor masked his growing unease.
"What has happened in the Lower Realm?" he demanded, his voice booming. "Why has the tremor from below reached even us? And why have our Fire Clan envoys gone silent?"
His generals exchanged wary glances, unable to respond. The mysterious aura had sent waves of uncertainty even among the powerful Upper Realm beings.
The Emperor clenched his fists. "To possess power so great that even our lands tremble… who could this being be?"
Immortal Realm
The lords and rulers of the Immortal Realm were equally baffled. Their entire realm had felt the immense pressure of the aura as if an invisible hand was gripping the heavens themselves.
"What happened to the Fire Clan Ancestor? Why has he not returned?" one of the elders asked. "The entire Immortal Realm trembled under an unimaginable power. Yet we don't know where it originated."
No answers came, only fear of the unknown.
Dead Mountain
Back on Dead Mountain, Chen Franz remained silent, carefully veiling his presence and suppressing his aura. His new temple stood tall and impenetrable, infused with his celestial energy. No force from any realm could harm it now.
The Dragon and Phoenix, newly elevated to celestial levels, hovered near him, their forms glowing with unrestrained power. Chen Franz turned to Chinye's new body, her soul now fully reunited. Her eyes fluttered open, life returning once more.
"Rest, Chinye," Chen Franz whispered, his voice calm. "You are safe now."
In another chamber, Lim Kris lay unconscious, her face serene despite her injuries. Chen Franz gazed at her and nodded. "You will recover soon. I will guard all who follow me, no matter the cost."
Despite the monumental acts he had just performed, Chen Franz chose to remain hidden, allowing confusion to reign among the realms.
"I won't reveal myself just yet," Chen Franz thought, his expression cold. "Let them wonder, let them fear. My power isn't meant to be flaunted; it's meant to protect."
A Mystery Across Realms
Throughout the Demon, Lower, Upper, and Immortal Realms, rulers and warriors alike tried to uncover the truth behind the overpowering aura. Yet no one could trace its source. The name Chen Franz remained unknown to them, hidden behind the veil of the devastation he wrought.
Whispers of his power spread, but no one dared investigate further, fearing what they might uncover. Thus, the mystery of the overwhelming aura that shook the realms remained unsolved, cementing Chen Franz as a silent but omnipotent force lurking just beyond the edges of understanding.
The worlds trembled in unease, and Chen Franz, now at the heart of his fortified temple, quietly prepared for whatever came next.