Chapter [B4] 32 — Asura
The heavens changed, as I reached out with my power and reached out to the empire as a whole. What I’d done before paled in comparison to what I was doing now. There were no chains to break from the heavens, as I fundamentally altered their nature.
I felt the divine tree manifest, a massive tree reaching up into the sky, as if its branches were holding the sky up, and its roots went deep into the earth, spreading out into the world. I felt my connection to the people, to those I knew, but many who I didn’t know either. I felt their will, felt their faith in me, felt the ties that tied us together in a way that tied all people together. I felt that bond, felt it feeding power into me, changing me, morphing me into something greater, something more than just who I was, and so I rose, a vessel of true divine power and will, as the four spirit ring in my soul blossomed and I reached the edge of transcendence.
I moved my hand, and the world obeyed my command. The ground moved shooting towards Yang Shen. The demon blocked the strike by his own profusion of will. I called upon the heavens, as clouds swirled in the skies, and lightning strikes struck down. Yang Shen rose his hand and commanded them to stop, and the bolts froze in mid air, breaking the laws of reality. Be grabbed those bolts by his hand and then shot then back at the heavens. The heavens rumbled, and I felt a surge of rage rise from the divine power above, but I moved past it.
The world was a canvas, and we were two gods spraying color on it, trying to outdo one another in our vision for how the world should look.
One moment we were standing, another we struck. The strike tore the world, but our imposed will fixed the gap, the weight of our presences weighing down reality, making it more durable than it would be on its own.
I no longer stepped, I simply moved and the world obeyed, moving me from one place to another. I stepped across mountains, jumped through the skies, as we fought, our strikes sending shockwaves that altered the weather.
I punched a mountain, shattering it, using the cracked rocks and directing them to strike at Yang Shen. The demon burned the rocks into nothing, and then redirected a river to try and drown me. We continued to fight, continued to move till eventually we hit the ocean.
A strike sent me into the water as Yang Shen followed behind. I willed the water around me, commanding it, as a tsunami rose into the air, threatening to swallow. Yang Shen willed the wind around him forming a tornado that sucked up the water, sending it into the skies as it filled the clouds, before falling down as rain.
I rushed towards him, the collided forces of Void palm shattering reality and summoning the void itself as I strike at him. He blocked with an opposition to void itself, with pure creation made energy, as the two seemed to nullify each other, leaving just the forces of our fist. The strike between the two of us parted the ocean across a straight line, before the water resorted itself from the receding shockwave.