In a Celestial Star quite a distance away from the First Realm of Hell, an old man was sitting down in the middle of a monastery as he enjoyed a cup of tea while looking at five golden glowing pieces of circular stones floating on top of a white board.

Some pieces were bigger than the others, with one being particularly large than the rest floating at the forefront.

The Celestial continued to drink from his cup as a few hours passed, when he finally observed a change as one of the golden pieces floating on the board...became dim and crumbled.

"Oh?"

His gaze seemed to contain interest and a hint of wrath as his fingers moved and collected the remains of the golden stone that were now grey. The remains became absorbed in his hands as he closed his eyes briefly and activated a particular skill, but he was soon disappointed as the results came to be nothing.

"Hmph."

The Celestial Grandmaster was annoyed that his tracing had not worked, his annoyance coming more from the fact that he had lost a piece, and yet he gained nothing from it.

A being had taken the life of one of the Celestial Disciples that he had sent, and this being was careful enough to first isolate the disciple in a different space before they killed them. Thus, the Celestial Grandmaster had lost one of his pieces that he sent forward to try and catch the worms trying to wiggle out of the Order and Balance that they had worked so hard to create.

His gaze became calm again as he looked at the remaining four golden stones floating on the board, quickly bringing the tea cup back in his mind as he fully turned his attention to these four stones, and simply observed once more.

It was only a matter of time before the fly was caught in his net.

calm Vampyre floated in the azure skies of the First Realm of

single small Skeleton Knight moved out from the groups of undead as its empty sockets filled with golden flames looked up towards him.

"I-"

BOOM.

a single second passed, the Vampyre Prince waved his hand as droplets of blood instantly appeared where

a response from the surrounding undead as nothing happened, making him sigh as he turned his sight to another location and watched an identical Skeleton Knight move forward from

eye sockets seemed to be

something I wasn't supposed to see, and now I'm just curious as to the meaning behind

with one bone Dragon coming to the Skeleton Knight

personal vendetta? Or have I stumbled

of ways to contain this situation. He spoke languidly as

to leave

released from the Vampyre Prince as he snapped his fingers, the droplet of blood he was standing on quickly changing as it

sat down domineeringly as he looked towards the skeleton and

or a little disciple from the Alliance, which means this is as much fun as you're going to have. So once more,

Calm, collected, and domineering.

some information that served as bait and to answer this

gazed calmly towards the skeleton that held dancing golden flames in its eye sockets, the only thing giving away its emotion being the happily dancing flames that seemed

within the Undead Legion. His location was not even in the outside world, but in a luxurious house in the miniaturized Spiritual Land that was the

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