Super God Academy: Kabuto

In the Void World, within the forbidden territory of the Void Sea Clan's royal family, lies an altar. In a dim space seemingly constructed of solidified shadows and fragmented starlight, an ancient altar covered in eerie runes stands, its surface seemingly slumbering for countless ages. Yet, at this moment, a strange crystal embedded in the altar's core emits an extremely faint, yet incongruous, pulsating light, like a heart suddenly beginning to beat at the bottom of the deep sea.

This unusual fluctuation immediately attracted the attention of nearby patrolling guards—several void creatures whose forms were somewhere between whales and shadows. They floated silently closer, their enormous single eyes staring at the pulsating crystal, their complex biological organs keenly capturing the subtle, non-void energy ripples flowing from it, and... the intermittent yet clear brainwave meme information mixed within.

The information was received, analyzed, and translated. The guards' thoughts immediately reported this emergency through the unique mental network of the Void races, escalating the process layer by layer.

In the void, at the edge of the largest known rift, the "Wall of Sighs," the old man known as Kunxu still stands like a statue beside the shattered spatial turbulence. His murky gaze seems to pierce through the rift, revealing the vibrant yet perilous universe on the other side. His figure blends seamlessly with this scene of destruction, exuding a sense of desolation and desperate gamble.

A slightly younger figure, yet exuding an ancient aura—his direct descendant Kunlun—passed through the chaotic energy flow and respectfully approached him from behind.

"Chieftain," Kunlun's mental message transmitted steadily and clearly, "conclusive news has arrived from the forbidden altar. An ancient branch of ours, scattered across the opposite universe... still has bloodlines. They have detected the faint signals we attempted to transmit through the altar and have responded."

Kunxu's seemingly unchanging figure moved almost imperceptibly.

Kunlun continued his report, a barely perceptible hint of excitement in his voice: "They indicated their willingness to operate covertly in the other world, creating large-scale chaos, destroying any existing defense systems and will to resist, thus creating the best opportunity and entry point for our eventual arrival. And their demand is... that after success, they return to the royal family and gain control of a territory large enough to thrive and multiply."

Kunxu slowly turned around, his face, etched with the wrinkles of time and the marks of the void, revealing neither joy nor anger. He remained silent for a moment, as if weighing the promise and the price that spanned the universe.

"Yes." He finally uttered two words, his mind resolute. "As long as they can stir up enough waves on the other side to prove their worth and loyalty, upon their return, they will not only be reinstated as royalty but also promoted to kingship, ruling over a star field. Our race never mistreats those who have rendered meritorious service."

He abruptly changed the subject, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his single eye: "Could we use the altar's 'passage' function to send a small number of elite troops over first? A coordinated attack from within and without would be even more effective."

Kunlun responded immediately, his voice filled with regret and gravity: "Chieftain, I'm afraid it won't work. During the last attempt at long-distance energy projection, the altar's internal structure seemed to have suffered a backlash from unknown laws, resulting in a 'misalignment' that we haven't fully understood. Currently, it can only stably transmit information and extremely weak energy markers. Our people attempted to project matter, but..." He paused, "If you hadn't noticed in time and forcibly interrupted it, that warrior would probably have been torn apart by the chaotic channel energy, or banished to an unknown dimensional rift. Safely teleporting a living being is too risky; the success rate is almost zero."

Upon hearing this, the glimmer of hope in Kunxu's eyes dimmed, but did not disappear. He nodded, indicating understanding: "I understand. This matter must be kept strictly confidential, especially from the 'Earth Royal Family' and the 'Void Insect Clan.' They must not know that we have already placed our pawns on the other side."

"Yes, Chieftain. I have reinforced the guards of the altar with my trusted elites to ensure one-way communication and to prevent any external inquiries." Kunlun respectfully accepted the order.

"Go." Kunxu waved his hand and turned his gaze back to the crack seal that was being eroded and whose light was becoming increasingly dim.

Kunlun retreated silently, his figure disappearing into the shadowy void behind him.

Once again, only Kunxu remained, along with the eternal, chilling whispers of decay from the depths of the rift. He gazed at the blurry light and shadow on the other side of the rift, a world he had longed for for tens of thousands of years, a world brimming with "life." His withered fingers slowly tightened at his sides, as if he had already grasped the armrest of the future throne.

almost.

This time, it's really coming soon.

An inside agent has been mobilized; chaos is about to erupt.

When the world on the other side is too busy to take care of itself, that will be the time for the Kunxu clan to tear apart this last barrier, return to the "Living" universe, and reclaim their lost homeland!

Deep within the rift, the sealed light seemed to dim even further. Meanwhile, at the altar of the Void Royal Family's forbidden land, the strange crystal continued to emit a faint yet resolute signal, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, the ripples of which would eventually evolve into a colossal wave sweeping across both universes.