Absolute Domain

The cosmic battlefield was silent. The Supreme Self, the so-called highest existence, had been erased.

Zhang Yong stood amidst the ruins of celestial palaces, his Krishna Domain pulsing with divine energy, an absolute force that bent reality itself.

The heavens quivered in fear.

The gods who once ruled over creation watched in horror.

"He... He killed the Supreme Self..."

"Impossible! He wasn't supposed to exist!"

"This is not a mortal, not a cultivator... This is a calamity!"

Their voices were filled with panic, with disbelief.

Zhang Yong tilted his head, his eyes glimmering with an indifferent cruelty.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his voice carrying across the divine realms. "You all thought yourselves untouchable? Thought you could rule without consequence?"

He raised his hand.

The Krishna Domain twisted and expanded, swallowing the very fabric of reality itself. The celestial cities, the grand palaces of the so-called gods—they crumbled into dust.

Screams filled the void.

Ancient gods, beings who had existed before time itself, fell to their knees, begging for mercy.

Zhang Yong smirked.

"Begging? Now?" His fingers twitched, and their bodies began to melt, their divine forms unraveling.

The cries of deities echoed across the void.

Their pain, their last moments of terror, only fueled his ascension.

But then—

A golden light erupted in the farthest reaches of existence.

A presence, unfathomable and ancient, made itself known.

A voice rumbled across creation, deeper than the abyss itself.

"Zhang Yong... You have gone too far."

The space before him tore apart, revealing a figure bathed in endless radiance.

The Lord of Primordial Fate had arrived.

A being who existed before the concept of time. The weaver of destiny itself.

Zhang Yong's smirk only widened.

"Too far? Heh... I haven't even begun."