The Chaos Abyss.
A colossal serpent, vast enough to blot out the heavens, coiled above the abyss.
And in the depths of that abyss, there was no probability of time or space—only eternal silence and void.
A Chaos Behemoth on the verge of stepping into the Empyrean Sanctum was currently lying prone within the flowing darkness like a docile pet.
This giant beast had even once come close to being accepted by the Pantheon as a god.
"Master, Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses have already begun to move."
The Chaos Behemoth reported in a low voice.
"Those beings from the Ancient and Primordial Epochs have already walked out from the poles of chaos. The Reincarnation Divine Court and the Starfont Divine Court have also ceased hostilities. It seems everyone is watching that secret."
In the darkness, a figure twisted by multiple dimensions flickered in and out of sight.
"Very good. My preparations over endless ages were not in vain."
