The universe exploded with different forces.

Forces of the past are emerging one after the other. Their strength is stronger than before they quietly disappeared, and many of these forces' leaders are gathering their people to prepare for what is to come.

But not all are doing that as the Deities are quietly getting rid of the excess Chaos in the universe to get the exact coordinates of their beloved mother.

The Devils and the Holy Race at this very moment have already been alarmed of the Deities' emergence.

The King of the Devils Garm and the King of the Holy Race Philas took notice of this event and stopped their attempts to open their birthplace.

Gathering their forces, the two Kings prepared for what is to come — war. Thankfully it was not so hard to do just that. After all, the world is already in tatters; the number of Abyssal Demons pouring out of the Abyssal Rifts is being combated by the two races' forces.

But do not confuse their intentions, after all, the two races are not fighting for the good of all people. They are trying to fight for their own survival.

Sitting on their thrones and watching over of what is to come, the two Kings observed the situation with their eyes.

The Kings are beings that followed the Emperor, they are two of the strongest people in this whole universe, and they had the full grasp of the Middle and Higher Levels they govern.

Middle Hell, Higher Hell, Middle Heaven, and Higher Heaven, these four realms are occupied by the two races who seek the world that is beyond their realm.

They will watch the other beings die and secure their own kind. Although they may save the people who occupy their second layer, that is the limitation of their help. The trillions of lives outside their jurisdiction is not something they bother on saving.

But who can blame them? Their world and their safety are already compromised in the form of the Abyssal Demons. If they are to send out forces to different parts of different worlds, sooner or later, they will die.

So, they chose not to intervene in the problem of the other races.

They have their own problem to take care of. Philas, who resembled that of a youthful young man, sat on the throne and waved his hands.

A dark crystal ball appeared before him and reflected his perfect image. His golden hair flew about as angelic qi emerged from his hands.

"Garm, have you felt the movement of Chaos?"

The image of an old man with a beautifully braided white beard appeared before him. The old man looked magnificent and radiated of might. Underneath his robes was a body that had been tempered for eons.

The old man rubbed his beard and hummed with a deep and gruff tone, acting like an ancient sage before answering the question of Phila, "I have, it must have been the Deities. Tsk, I didn't wat the Chaos to disappear as it helps in weakening the seal, but it is fine; it will grant us passage to the Cosmic Road anyway. Without the rough Chaos Qi, the presence of our Races will be welcomed."

The reason why they couldn't travel the universe, for the time being, was quite simple. The Chaos Qi interferes with the qi of Heaven and Hell. Though some qi may not be as affected, for the dwellers of Heaven and Hell, traveling long distances in the Cosmic Road with the storm of Chaos is suicide in of its own, so they avoid it.

But they could have gotten rid of it if they wanted to. Their power is so strong that they could manipulate the universe in some form or way if they so will it., Though it is not to the extent of the Emperor's, their ability to bend the universe through sheer brute force is possible.

If the King of Devils wished it, he could break the lower worlds in the wave of a hand; if the King of the Holy Race is in the mood, he can burn and drown worlds without much trouble and even terraform it from afar.

These two are the only beings who possess the qi of the highest quality. On their race, only them have control over the Hellish Qi and Angelic Qi, respectively.

Philas sighed at Garm's statement, his words rang true, but nothing be done now. They can only move forward and start, "Garm, I suggest we make our moves now. It had been eons, and our realms should be able to withstand our strength. Let us end this farce once and for all, we don't want the Abyssal Demons to move forward any longer, another Comic War must be avoided."

"I agree, then, I shall eradicate them in one move, and after that, I will send some of my men to the Middle Hell and make them clean up over there. After that, the search will begin." Answered Garm, whose blood began to flow swifter than it previously has.

Their conversation was simple, and with this, the two races made their moves, and they began rounding up the Abyssal Demons. They created their own plans, and it will take some time for their Kings to move, but no one would complain. After all, a single attack of their King can wipe the Abyssal Demons, and the only reason why they are holding back is that they do not want the Higher Heaven and Hell to be destroyed from the sheer forces of their attacks.

Inside the Abyss, were seven beings who rule over everything. There used to be ten of them, but the other two were killed while the other one was captured and sealed away.

These Abyssal Demons live in a single mountain, and for the past eons, they have been meditating waiting for the time of their Ruler to return.

From the words of their Ruler, he will once again return together with a tool to destroy everything.

They shall wait until the ends of time if they need to. This realm is theirs, and it births Abyssal Demons, so it not a problem if the Abyssal Demons who slips through the cracks or being led by other higher rankings Abyssal Demons were to die.,

Thes Demons are Immortal, unless their Ruler, their Creator were to indeed die, they will never perish.

And so, the seven Abyssal Demons will keep their eyes shut until the right time. But at that very moment when the Deities cleared the path to find their owners, the Abyssal Demons also caught a glimpse of their Ruler.