Chapter 1: The Fall of a God
The sky burned with golden fire, shattering the heavens above the Martial God Immortal World. The divine throne, which had stood untouchable for millennia, trembled under the force of an ultimate battle.
At its center stood Loren, the Martial God, his crimson robes torn, his body bathed in the blood of gods, emperors, and immortals alike. He had fought through countless realms, conquered divine sects, and shattered celestial armies. He was the peak of all martial arts, an existence beyond mortality.
And yet, in this moment, he stood alone.
Before him, a coalition of lesser gods and so-called celestial rulers gathered, their fear hidden behind false bravado. Even after all their schemes, after uniting against him, they still hesitated. They knew the truth—none of them could kill him.
But that was fine. Loren had no intention of letting them.
With a smirk, he clenched his fist. The very fabric of reality cracked under the force of his power. The gods recoiled. This was not Aura, nor divine energy, nor any power of this world. It was his own martial path, created through endless battles, refined beyond all limits.
Yet, just as he was about to obliterate them all—
A cold whisper slithered through his mind. The World itself rejected him. Cause his internal body was severely damage through fightings
Before he could react, space collapsed. His body, soul, and power were torn apart, dragged into an abyss beyond even his understanding.
He did not die.
He descended.