Hello. This being a fanfiction I think I need at least explain a bit about the cultivation levels;
Mortal
Houtian Lifeform
Xiantian Lifeform
Zifu Disciple
Wanxiang Adept
Primal Daoist
Earth Immortal
Celestial Immortal/ Empyrean God
True Immortal/ True God
Ancestral Immortal/ Elder God
Chaos Immortal/ World God
Daolord of the First Step
Daolord of the Second Step
Daolord of the Third Step
Daolord of the Fourth Step, and of the Verge.
Eternal Emperor
Ruler Class Eternal Emperor (Hegemon)
Some other things that have still not been translated.
Then, the power incremental is exponential or more, being more or less
A (peak) Houtian could take on a hundred mortals and destroy big rocks, then Xiantian lifeforms being able to take on a hundred Houtian lifeforms and destroying maybe a football field are with magic, and so on.
It's a delicate matter I'll extend upon these hours, but that's the general Idea; you finally get that for someone on the level of Yang Yin, a casual attack could probably extinguish an enormous area of primordial chaos with hundreds of thousands of chaosworlds and stellar bodies. That's where the 'unfathomable' power comes (at least for lifeforms in a single chaosworld). But that's difficult to show right now the differences in power being so inmensely vast.
Also, as an extra I wrote this while in class. I'll upload a proper chapter when I get back home.
(Also, about the poll, I think most people are OK with a reincarnation story but still having in mind those that said otherwise I'll try to make it more interesting, ok?)
Spoiler: Extras 1 and 2
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An exasperated sigh resounded like a thunder. The city trembled.
“Your majesty. Don’t be disheartened. Those twelve assured you you would soon breakthrough to become an Elder God.
“Those idiot swindlers. Were it not for this bottleneck, I, Emperor Rai-ki, many eons ago would have broken through to become an Elder God, and one of the most powerful of them all. This ‘Dancing Leafchase of the Twelve Pillars’ is pure idiocy. My own ‘Thundergod Mantra’ is many times better than this... pamphlet! This sophistry!”
“But, majesty, your cultivation system doesn’t let you reach the Elder God level...”
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“Well, neither this thing!”
And he threw the jade he held on the floor, where it remained unscathed. The force of the impact shook the entire country.
Some distance away, traveling in the air, following the flows of Destiny, a little discarnate soul traveled.
As the soul traveled, a runic seal was forming, slowly covering it. It was an inert, discarnate soul.
The old God, filled with irritation extended his hand and grabbed the nearest soul to quench his anger. The soul happened to be the sealed Yang Yin’s soul. He opened his mouth and bite the ghastly orb in his hand. A loud clanking sound was heard in the entire palace, and the True God howled in pain. He had lost all his teeth.
“What’s with this soul?” he whimpered in tears. With his irritation reaching his maximum, he conjured the full power of his fleshly body and throwed the soul far, far away, where it started again slowly, lazily floating to his destiny, a little crack visible on the seals covering it.
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A bald youth with ghastly appearance appeared in front of the 142th Judge of the Magistrate of the Hellfire Realms, where all beings were sent to be cleansed by the Holyflame of Reincarnation. He looked around him with infinite innocence, almost vacuous of emotions and experiences. The strange lights that undulated in the realm caught his attention and made him smile like a simpleton.
The judge, an old fiendgoddess with thick glasses, stared at the pond infront of her where the life story of each of their judged could be read. In this case, she couldn’t see anything. The pond was clouded and mist was the only thing that revolved in the divinations.
“Are you a new soul?”
Then sighed. The procedure was not clear in what to do with newlyborn souls. Equilibrium had already been achieved in their society, but the Worldheart still insisted on providing a constant stream of fresh living beings they would need to accommodate.
“Well, lets see. What worlds need what. Iceflame World has a lack of… insects?”
Then she looked at the slightly idiotic soul in front of her. Surprisingly, that soul was seated on a ghastly red little seat. “Where did he get that?” she asked herself, but then continued her train of thought.
“No, no insects. Then, maybe Wallowa Sealand? They need… oxes. Oh, sure, oxes.”
Then rose and looked at the youth, that looked at her with big, twinkling ghostly eyes.
“No, then. Hey, Abaxxis, is there some world that needs some higher being? I don’t know. Maybe some humans?”
Like conjured from thin air, a little gnome with red skin appeared besides the fiendgoddess.
“Well, I think there’s this hidden world there in Area 51 that had a very nasty plague these past centuries. They are in need of some peasants.”
“Well, that’s good.”
“Why don’t you send it to the Deva Court? They have been requesting some more progeny these last milllion years.”
“Well, look at him.”
Abaxxis, the little gnome then directed his attention to the unaware bald youth. He saw him eating his boogers. Abaxxis smiled wryly.
“Sure. Then, good luck pal.”
And so the young soul was escorted to the Holyflame of Reincarnation and then to the Human Path, to be reborn.
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Then again, thanks for reading.