In the inner regions of the Prima Universe, where natural energies were full of power and life could be found everywhere, there was a shining golden Principal World named Solaris. A young and yet mighty race once took control over this world, nurturing and caring for it, pouring a massive amount of heavenly resources in its core for its growth.
Unfortunately, just as Solaris was about to make the jump into a Principal World and allow this new race a home where no one could bully them, disaster struck.
That disaster came in the form of the most xenophobic race of the Prima Universe, the Heavenly Race.
Although the young race fought with all their might, they could not overcome the older and stronger Heavenly Race and had to escape after most of their people perished.
Those actions drew the ire of many races across the Prima Universe. The forceful occupation of a new Principal World was considered taboo due to the immense price everyone in control of one had to pay for them, and since they did it once, what would stop them from doing it again.
However, even if it got people angry, the Heavenly Race could not care less. Besides, everybody already hated them, and their power allowed them to do as they wanted.
Right now, in the deepest part of Solaris, right beside the golden core that was the Principal World's origin, there was a fifteen meters tall man with golden hair and eight red wings.
Every fiber of this man's body contained a monstrous physical might, and each of the feathers on his wings appeared to have a collapsing heavenly body.
The origin of a Principal World contained energies and forces so potent that even Beyond the Shackles existences would have a hard time resisting them for a long time, but this man had been beside it for the last five thousand years!
His name was Jupiter, a Law Overlord, an existence at the Eternal Detachment Rank, a Rank 9 Archangel with the Collapsing Star Bloodline.
As someone with a Peak Second-Order Law Bloodline, Jupiter's cultivation path was very straightforward, as all the answers were inside his blood. Besides forming an Omega Law, everything else was easy, but everything changed after reaching Peak Rank 8.
His bloodline no longer had any guidance for him, and due to him never being forced to overexert his perception and comprehension abilities, every minimal advance was incredibly hard.
Luckily, he ruled over a Principal World. If he did not have the origin at his disposition all the time, Jupiter would have never advanced into Rank 9.
Even with Solaris' origin's help, Jupiter remained at the first stage of the Eternal Detachment Rank but improved over the last couple million years.
Today started like any other day, with the Rank 9 Archangel meditating beside Solaris' origin when all of a sudden Jupiter's eyes opened, and a blast of killing intent emerged from him.
The reason for the Rank 9 Archangel's behavior was that he felt how someone performed a sealing of space-time that covered not only the entire world but also several light-years around it.
"Who dares!" Jupiter knew that the only reason someone would go to that extreme and spend so much energy would be if they wanted to make sure that no one could escape.
Alotught his pride and xenophobia made him look down on every other race in the universe, Jupiter was a seasoned warrior and understood that anyone capable of such a feat would be extremely powerful.
The first thing he did was connect with Solaris' World Consciousness and channel the power of its origin, making his aura rise from the first stage of Rank 9 to the third!
A confident smile appeared on Jupiter's face as he felt the immense power running through his body. He was sure that with this strength, the only ones that could defeat him would be Primarchs, and there was no way one of the Great Nine would attack a Law Overlord of the Heavenly Race and risk all-out war.
"Let's see how dares to attack a Principal World controlled by the invincible Heavenly Race!"
Just as Jupiter roared those arrogant words, an invisible soul attack reached him and almost made him slip into unconsciousness.
'Hmph, puny...' The Rank 9 Archangel had not finished that thought when shock appeared in his face as he felt his aura plummeting back to its original level.
He looked behind him and understood what had happened. That soul attack did not target him, but Solaris' World Consciousness, putting it into a comatose-like state and making it impossible for him to channel the power of the world's origin.
Before Jupiter could understand what was happening, his instincts began to scream like crazy, and he detected that someone appeared right behind him.
Instantly, the Rank 9 Archangel made his energy explode and began to rotate as he sent his elbow toward the enemy's face with a force that could break a world.
Jupiter had fought countless battles, and his martial skills were top tier across the Prima Universe. Hence, the attack was potent and swift, aiming directly at the zone where the target's eyes should be as it was the weakest point in the skull.
He was sure his attack would land before that of the enemy, but the power of time invaded his body and soul, slowing him down long enough for the enemy to put a hand over his back.
The next second, Jupiter and his enemy appeared in the void near the Principal World. He understood that things grew more dangerous as he no longer could rely on Solaris in any form, but that only made his killing intent even more powerful.
Jupiter burned a fragment of his life force, allowing him to overcome the time force slowing him down, and sent his elbow toward the enemy at full power.
A red explosion that could crush black holes appeared in the void once Jupiter's elbow connected.
Inside the raging sea of destructive force, Jupiter's eyes widened with shock as he saw how his enemy managed to stop his elbow with his bare hand!
He was an Archangel with the Collapsing Star Bloodline, and in terms of pure strength, no race in the universe should be able to equal him at the same cultivation Rank.
If the enemy were at the second or third stage of the Eternal Detachment Rank, he could have accepted it, but Jupiter could clearly feel the man's soul force that put them both at the same level.
The man was ten meters tall, with long white hair and a perfectly balanced body, but his most striking feature was the blue eye in the center of his forehead that seemed capable of controlling the very essence of space-time.
Although he seemed young, the ancientness and viciousness in his eyes resulted from a long life of hardship and struggles capable of tempering the will beyond its limits.
"Supernova Race!" Jupiter uttered those words as he remembered the original owners of Solaris.
Nothing but coldness could be seen in the man's eyes as he stared at the Archangel.
"Vengeance!" He spoke that word before attacking with all his power.
