The sky above the Niyatidham turned turbulent, alarming every disciple and elder of the sect. When the Sect Master rushed to find the old man, he was shocked at what he saw.
"Supreme Elder Rao! What happened? What's wrong with you?" he exclaimed.
"The Secrets of Heaven are in chaos… and have been hidden," the old man murmured weakly. "In this Supreme Era of Resurgence, the impossible… will become possible."
And with that, KN Rao met his end.
The Sect Master and the other elders were stunned. Supreme Elder Rao Sovereign, a Rank-8 powerhouse, was one of the most accomplished experts in the art of divination. For someone of his level to suffer such a terrifying backlash was deeply unsettling.
News of the incident spread like wildfire across the world. Everyone could sense that something was brewing. This generation's fight for the Heaven's Will would not be like those of the past—it would be filled with countless twists and turns.
Meanwhile, in the Shiromani clan,
a newborn opened his eyes. Abhimanyu soon realized that he had been reborn as a baby.
Meanwhile, the moment that the shadow was waiting for arrived, and a look of anticipation could be seen in his face, of course that is if anyone could actually see him.
The birth of Abhimanyu had far greater consequences than anyone could have imagined.
In a higher dimension, where The Trilok was located, there was no void, no stars, nor any concept of the universe that Abhimanyu had once known in his previous life.
There was only Chaos—the beginning and end of everything. Chaos gave birth to all things, both living and non-living, and in time, all things would return to it.
In the boundless expanse of Chaos, many powerful worlds existed. Each such world held lower dimensions, filled with smaller worlds that provided them with resources: mainly powerful lifeforms.
The Chaos World that housed The Trilok was known as The Shashwat Jagat. Even among the countless Chaos Worlds, The Shashwat Jagat was regarded as one of the most powerful.
Within this mighty world, countless powerful individual existed, each one so potent that their mere breath could obliterate The Trilok. However, the Heavenly Dao prevented higher-dimensional beings from descending to the lower worlds. At best, they could send projections if their strength permitted.
Among these powerful entities, nine stood at the apex, ruling the entire world. Their words were absolute law, and any who defied them would be destroyed without hesitation. Of these nine, seven were fiercely competitive, constantly vying for greater power.
The other two, however, were different. Their power had surpassed that of the others, elevating them above mundane concerns. While they had little interest in the affairs of the lower realms, they still maintained the delicate balance of power within the world.
Typically, The Shashwat Jagat was a realm of peace. But today, the presence of Ten powerful auras spread throughout the entire world. Even worse, the other two, far more potent, also stirred.
Everyone in the realm could sense it—an unprecedented disturbance. Everyone wanted to know what had awakened these nine mighty beings, especially the two most powerful.
None could have guessed the truth—that all this was triggered by the birth of a baby.
The moment Abhimanyu entered the world, these mighty figures began to communicate.
"Did you feel that?" an ethereal voice echoed across space.
"Yes," answered a voice that was both beautiful and melodic. "A soul has touched the Transcendent level… it could break through to our realm at any moment."
"We must find this person and destroy them before they rise!" another voice thundered, filled with killing intent.
With these words, nine powerful Divine Consciousnesses spread across the entire Shashwat Jagat, searching for any trace of the source.
But they found nothing. Growing frustrated, they were forced to resort to more arcane methods. They searched through every space and dimension in the world—even those that had been created by other cultivators.
But despite their best efforts, their search proved fruitless.
Frustration turned to desperation. They looked deeper, into the karmic threads of all lifeforms, and even traced the cycles of Samsara, hoping to glimpse the mysterious soul.
Yet, they found no trace.
There was a reason for that.
None of the Ten rulers had considered that such a powerful soul could have originated from a lower dimension. The very idea was beneath their notice—subconsciously dismissed as impossible.
And so, they overlooked the truth.
The situation soon escalated beyond anyone's control.
Suddenly, a massive eye appeared above the Shashwat Jagat.
Its mere presence exuded an aura of immense power. Its gaze was cold, detached—devoid of emotion or warmth. only absolute authority.
"The Eye of Heavenly Dao!" one of the nine rulers exclaimed in shock.
The moment this eye appeared, all the rulers realized that the situation was far more serious than a simple competition for power and resources.
This was something far greater—something that concerned the Heavenly Dao itself.
Most of the rulers knew then that they could no longer involve themselves in this matter.
However, The two most powerful rulers, immediately understood the gravity of the situation.
They began calculating the Heavenly Secrets, attempting to deduce the cause and effect of the events surrounding Abhimanyu's birth.