Cosmic Disturbance!

In the Forgotten Depths of the Abyssal Star Realm...

High above the mortal world, in the boundless Abyssal Star Realm, where no light had touched for countless cosmic cycles, the void trembled.

A lone star, dim and cold, hovered in the center of an endless black sky.

This star was the last remnant of a world consumed by the Abyss, a place where even time had ceased to flow.

Suddenly, the star flickered—once, then twice.

The void seemed to shudder, as if awakening from a slumber that had lasted beyond mortal memory.

Deep within the core of the star, something ancient stirred. A presence long buried beneath layers of despair and darkness, sealed away since before the dawn of the Primordial Era, shifted for the first time in millennia.

The star's glow grew faint, pulsing slowly in rhythm with a dark power.

The cold, barren realm crackled with forgotten energy as unseen entities, imprisoned within the void, whispered amongst themselves.

"The Absyss... has been opened again..."

A dark tendril of energy snaked out from the star, its touch sending ripples across the endless void, reaching out into the vast cosmos.

It was searching—searching for the source that had dared to read the forbidden words, the one who had stirred the abyss from its long silence.

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In the Grand Halls of the Heavenly Court…

Beyond the celestial veil, in the grand domain of the Heavenly Court, where the gods sat in judgment over all creation, a disturbance spread like a silent shockwave.

The great hall, adorned with the divine aura of countless celestial beings, shuddered imperceptibly.

Only those with the most ancient of bloodlines felt it—a tremor, subtle but terrifying.

One of the Heavenly Elders, his face lined with the wisdom of untold eons, opened his eyes.

They glowed with the light of a thousand stars, and within them, visions of realms untouchable by mortals flickered.

"Devil…" he murmured, his voice echoing softly through the sacred chamber.

His fellow elders, seated upon their celestial thrones, exchanged uneasy glances.

The Devil had been sealed, its existence forgotten by all but the most ancient of beings.

To hear its name once more was an ill omen.

Far above them, the constellations began to shift, their positions disturbed by an unseen force. Stars flickered ominously, as if recoiling from the very words Su Xiaobai had spoken.

The moon—normally serene and untouched—pulsed with a strange, unnatural glow, casting a silver light that now felt like the cold gaze of judgment.

"Someone dares invoke the forgotten paths…" a goddess whispered, her voice barely audible.

The Heavens were watching. They knew the ancient ways better than anyone, and they could feel their disturbance like a pebble thrown into an endless lake.

For the first time in countless cycles, even the stars themselves seemed to hesitate.

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In the Void Between Realms…

In the endless space between the many worlds, where reality thinned and chaos reigned, massive chains of light and shadow bound an ancient presence.

It had been trapped for longer than anyone could recall, its power so terrible that even the Primordials had agreed to seal it away before the first mortal had drawn breath.

But as Su Xiaobai read the words of the Corruption, the chains began to groan.

The presence stirred within its prison, a faint flicker of consciousness returning to its once-lifeless form. Though it had no eyes, it felt the disturbance ripple through the fabric of reality.

"Corruption," it hissed, its voice like the grinding of mountains. "It has returned…"

The chains binding it glowed, struggling to contain the power that had begun to awaken.

Cracks appeared on the dark stones that 'encased' it, and for the first time in eons, a thin tendril of dark energy seeped through.

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In the Depths of the Underworld…

Far below the mortal plane, deep in the heart of the Underworld, a forgotten throne sat in darkness.

Dust had long since settled upon the skeletal remains of the once-great beings who had ruled over death itself.

Their power, now lost to time, had been sealed away with them.

But as Su Xiaobai read the words of the life, the throne began to pulse with a faint, sickly green light.

The bones scattered around the dark hall rattled, as if something deep within them had stirred. The ancient lords of death, whose existence had been wiped from the annals of history, seemed to breathe once more.

From the forgotten throne, a whisper rose, soft but filled with malice. "The tears of gods… the elixir of life…" It was a chant that had once been forbidden, a path that promised not life, but eternal rebellion of death.

The halls, long silent, trembled as the presence of the Underworld itself seemed to awaken, responding to the call of the Life.

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At the Edge of Reality, in the Realm of the Fallen Stars...

High above the mortal world, where even the gods feared to tread, lay the Realm of the Fallen Stars.

It was a place where stars came to die, their light extinguished, their power reduced to mere embers.

The ground was littered with the broken remnants of celestial bodies, their once-glorious energy now trapped within.

But as Su Xiaobai read the words of a Sinner, something in that realm shifted.

One of the fallen stars, long forgotten and covered in the dust of countless ages, began to glow faintly. It pulsed with the faintest glimmer of light, a twisted reflection of its former glory.

"From the ashes of the just…Rise!" a voice echoed through the realm, a dark, rasping sound that sent tremors through the very fabric of reality.

The star, once dim, now flared with dark fire. It had been waiting for someone to speak those words, to invoke the dao of sin—a path that promised power born not of righteousness, but of betrayal and corruption.

The fallen stars, dead for so long, began to pulse in unison, as though awakening from their endless slumber.

From the shadows, figures long buried in the dust began to stir, their forms slowly rising.

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Back outside the entrance of cave, Su Xiaobai remained unaware of the cosmic tremors he had caused.

As he finished his meal and threw another log onto the fire, he glanced at the sky.

The moon, still hanging high, seemed to glow more brightly than before, as though watching him closely.

The forest was silent now, no longer filled with the usual sounds of the night. It was as if the very world around him was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen.

But Su Xiaobai only shrugged and leaned back against the rock, completely oblivious to the chaos he had set in motion across realms.

For now, he was simply a man with too much knowledge and too little patience.

He smirked, staring into the flickering flames. "Five paths, huh? What I am supposed to do with just the names?..."

Far beyond him, the stars, realms, and ancient forces watched—some with curiosity, others with fear, and many with long-buried hunger.