Super God Academy: Kabuto

In the Void World, the forbidden lands of the three royal families. This brief tremor and roar from the abyss was like a boulder thrown into still waters, completely alarming the highest levels of the Void World. Three ancient and powerful auras, like volcanoes dormant for millennia, erupted with a deafening roar!

In the east, deep within the vast "ocean" known as the "Kunxu Sea," composed of liquid void energy, a hunched old man—Kunxu—who seemed capable of supporting the heavens and earth, stepped forward and stood on the sea's surface. His cloudy eyes now gleamed with a sharp light, fixed intently on the direction of the abyss, his withered fingers trembling slightly. His cloudy eyes were filled with horror: "The abyss...has awakened?! No...has it been disturbed?"

In the west, at the center of the terrifying "Wilderness Insect Domain," a realm comprised of countless colossal insect nests and biomass conduits, a gigantic, one-eyed insect—the ruler of the insect race, its body comparable in size to a small planet and its carapace covered in intricate patterns—broke free from its deepest evolutionary cocoon. Its compound eyes gleamed with a cold, terrifying light, gazing in the same direction. "The will of the abyss is stirring… the chains are wailing… the gate to the 'Land of the Living' has been opened from the other side?! The plan has changed! Assemble immediately! Head to the Abyss!"

In the south, at the very top of the "Shadow Spider Nest," a labyrinth of resilient void spiderwebs and countless compound-eyed nests, the Spider Queen, Youluo, with her alluring upper body and monstrous spider lower body, revealed herself. Her crimson eyes were filled with calculation and fear. The Spider Queen's piercing mental shriek echoed: "The Abyss Watcher is roaring! Who?! Who has disturbed His slumber? Is it the commotion on the other side of the rift? Or... has one of us trespassed?!"

Three enormous and ancient figures, exuding an aura that made the souls of ordinary void creatures tremble—Kunxu, the Spider Queen, and the Cyclops King—soared into the sky almost simultaneously from their respective forbidden areas, transforming into three streams of light of different colors but equally oppressive. Ignoring the chaotic energy currents and racial boundaries in the void world, they sped towards that abyss, a place they themselves kept secret and filled with awe!

Their hearts were filled with surprise, unease, and a hint of annoyance at having their rhythm disrupted by the unexpected. The opening of the passage was part of the plan, but the anomalies in the abyss and the roars of the guardians had exceeded their expectations.

We must go and check immediately! Confirm the stability of the Abyss, assess the Guardians' attitude, and... perhaps we need to readjust their strategy of using the portal to descend into the "Universe of the Living." Even these beings who pride themselves on being Void Emperors dare not disobey the will of the Abyss in the slightest.

Three figures exuding royal majesty and a powerful aura hovered high in the void, their gazes fixed on the abyss with suspicion and uncertainty.

The supreme leaders of the three ruling races of the Void World had gathered simultaneously at this most dangerous and sacred (to them) Abyss Altar. An invisible field of mental pressure permeated the air, colliding and testing each other, the atmosphere so heavy it seemed as if ink could drip from it.

"The 'rhythm' of the abyss... has accelerated." Kunxu's aged and withered spiritual consciousness broke the silence first, like sand rubbing against each other.

"More than just active!" The serpent's mental fluctuations were accompanied by a furious hiss. "Three hatching nests on the edge of my clan's territory were completely devoured by 'Void Tentacles' that mysteriously emerged from the abyss during the past 'Void Time'! Not even a trace was left! Those were the breeding grounds for my clan's elite larvae!"

On Youluo's eerie female face, her purplish-red compound eyes shifted slightly, conveying a cold and calculating thought: "Several important spiritual resonance nodes of our race have also shown abnormal 'exhaustion' and 'being sucked' phenomena. The Abyss's 'needs' have clearly exceeded the scope of the previous 'regular supply'."

The serpent's single eye flashed with a fierce light: "So, what should we do? Are we going to risk the abyss going out of control? What about the larvae of my race?!"

Youluo's thoughts were even sharper: "Kunxu. Now that the abyss is acting strangely because of this, who should bear the main responsibility?"

Faced with the doubts, Kunxu remained calm, yet his demeanor carried an undeniable authority: "The only way for our race, and for both of yours, to survive is to descend upon the opposite universe as soon as possible and seize the land of life. The Abyss's increased 'demand' has caught us off guard. We must first appease the Abyss to ensure that our rear doesn't fall into chaos while we launch our full-scale attack on the other side."

"How do we appease them?" the serpent asked impatiently. "The small-scale sacrifices that used to happen once every hundred years are clearly not enough!"

Kunxu's thoughts swept over the other two clan leaders: "In extraordinary times, extraordinary measures are needed. The Abyss needs 'sacrifices,' not just energy, but also 'essence' containing the life imprint and existence power of our clans. I propose that each of our three clans immediately sacrifice one thousand elite members, casting their life essence and existence imprint directly into the Abyss to satisfy 'His' temporary 'thirst,' in exchange for at least one 'Void Tide Cycle' of stability."

"A thousand elite troops?!" The snake's mental energy surged violently, filled with rage and resentment. "Those are the seeds of our race's future warriors!"

Youluo's compound eyes narrowed coldly: "A thousand clansmen... and they must be elite individuals possessing nodes in a mental network. Isn't that price a bit too high?"

Kunxu's voice suddenly turned stern and cold: "Youluo, Hui, put away your petty schemes! Internal strife now will only lead to our mutual destruction by the abyss! Although our clan controls the altar and monitors the abyss, the price we've paid and the risks we've taken far exceed your imagination! For this sacrifice, the royal family will also contribute a thousand elite troops, without hesitation! This is for our shared survival and future! If you disagree, the next 'breath' from the abyss will likely devour more than just a few hatching nests or resonance nodes!"

The powerful mental pressure, mixed with the heart-pounding tremors emanating from the abyss, caused the space around the altar to begin to distort slightly.

Hui and Youluo remained silent for a moment. They could feel the invisible "suction" emanating from the abyss below, a force that seemed to drag everything into nothingness, intensifying. Kunxu's words were true; failing to immediately satisfy the abyss's "appetite" could indeed lead to catastrophic consequences. Compared to the survival of their race, the loss of a thousand elite soldiers, though painful, was not unbearable.

"...Fine!" The serpent finally roared, a ruthless glint flashing in its single eye. "A thousand it is! But your race must ensure that after the sacrifice, the Abyss will be calm for at least one major tidal cycle! Otherwise, my race will never let this go!"

Youluo slowly conveyed her agreement, but the coldness and calculation hidden within remained undiminished: "Alright. However, the specific ritual of the sacrifice and the method of extracting life essence need to be jointly supervised to ensure fairness. Moreover, regarding the arrival of the other universe and the division of benefits, after resolving the Abyss issue, we need to... discuss it in detail again."

"Of course." Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Kunxu slightly reduced his oppressive aura. "The ceremony will begin immediately. Each tribe may choose its own offerings and lead them to the edge of the altar."

The command was swiftly transmitted through the unique spiritual networks of each tribe. Soon, from the darkness surrounding the altar, came dense, suppressed spiritual cries and energy fluctuations, filled with fear, resentment, and a sense of being forcibly extinguished.

The elite warriors of the three races were driven and escorted to the edge of the altar. Among them were strong giant insect warriors, cunning spider-like assassins, and steady whale-like guards. At this moment, no matter how brave or cunning they had once been, before the supreme will of their races and the terror of the abyss, they were nothing more than livestock awaiting slaughter.

There were no elaborate rituals or prayers; instead, the three clan leaders simultaneously poured their immense spiritual power into the core of the altar.

Om-! ! !

The twisted runes on the altar lit up one after another, emitting a dark light that devoured all other light. An invisible force field, covering the entire altar area, was generated, firmly locking onto the three thousand elite warriors from various races.

Then, an incredibly cruel scene unfolded.

Starting from the most microscopic particle level, the bodies of all the sacrifices were brutally dismantled and stripped away as if by an invisible hand! Their life energy, fragments of consciousness, imprints of existence, and even the primordial matter that constituted their bodies were forcibly extracted and gathered, transforming into three thousand energy streams of different colors (the lava red of the giant insect, the shadow purple of the Nether Spider, and the deep blue of the sea creature), yet all filled with the lingering echoes of despair and pain. Like three thousand mournful rivers of souls, they howled and struggled, forcibly drawn by the power of the altar and thrown into the bottomless abyss below, a crevice that seemed capable of dissolving even the concept of "existence"!

The energy flow was swallowed up silently the moment it disappeared into the darkness, without even a ripple. Only the altar itself seemed to tremble slightly, emitting a languid yet dangerous dim glow after a brief moment of "satiation."

Deep within the abyss, the heart-pounding tremor and the invisible "pull" seemed to have indeed weakened and subsided somewhat. But a deeper, more unfathomable "gaze" seemed to sweep across the altar and the three clan leaders from the very bottom of the abyss.

There was no emotion in that "gaze," only the most primal, indifferent longing for "more."

Kunxu, Youluo, and Hui, the three clan leaders standing at the top of the void world, all felt a sense of dread and insignificance stemming from their very life force under this "gaze."

The sacrifice was complete, the price paid, and temporary peace was restored.

But the three clan leaders felt no relief. They looked at each other, and their earlier "gaze" made them realize that the abyss's "appetite" would only grow larger, and the universe opposite them, radiating alluring "vitality," was their only way out, but also a powder keg that could ignite an even more terrible crisis.

"The Abyss is temporarily pacified." Kunxu's voice was even drier than before. "Next... it's time to execute the true 'Descent' plan. Notify our 'allies' on the other side to prepare for support. The first vanguard legion is ready; the seal will open soon. Infiltrate through the weak points in the cracks!"

Youluo and Hui did not raise any further objections, but simply nodded silently. Then, their respective spiritual projections quickly faded and disappeared as they returned to their clans to mobilize troops and digest the losses and anger caused by this forced massive blood loss.

The altar fell silent once more, save for the eternal, soul-devouring darkness of the abyss's rift and the lingering, desperate cries of the three thousand elite warriors in their final moments. The blood sacrifice had quelled the temporary turmoil, but it had also cast an even deeper shadow over the already fragile alliances and individual ambitions within the void world. The coveting and invasion of the known universe had entered its final countdown.