The Primitive Age, Lament of an Immortal(A mythological xianxia story)

A thunderous strike, bypassing all forms of common sense. A force made completely from physical means, no interference of a spell, or deployment of a Dao to lord over physics. Pure unadulterated brute force designed to crush anything in its way.

It was the most simplistic, brutish, yet strangely effective method. At a certain point, physical strength could transcend even boundaries of reality, striking at metaphysical existences.

Da Hai was not someone who cultivated physical strength to its absolute peak. Nor was he something particularly talented, nor interested in it. His cultivation always took him towards mental pursuits.

But he was also a Chaos Immortal of the highest caliber. Cultivation elevated the individual. At a certain point, a cultivator with the endless magical potential and stable internal spiritual constructs, would also have this power reflected on the physical side.

Chaos Worlds could be pinched to atoms by Chaos Immortals. Entire universes falling from something as simple as a sneeze. Ordinarily, even a casual slap could destroy everything.

Yet he was not inside an ordinary Chaos World. The Hellenistic Chaos World was vastly different, vastly superior. Its layers of reality appeared to be cultivators who had also reached the apex as well.

The firmament of stars and the upper firmament of clouds, they were both bodies. As such, the resulting Chaos World was unthinkably stable.

The earth erupted, gushes of wind were kicked up from the chaos. Soil flew great distances into the sky. Ravines opened up in all directions, being sourced from a crater.

Mountains collapsed in the distance. Forests were blown off their roots. The ocean waves were stirred up into tsunamis. The clouds in the sky parted.

It spoke volumes of its quality that reality didn't suffer any kind of damage. Even without the guiding Heavenly Dao actively reinforcing it.

Da Hai withdrew his hand. The scales upon which were as luminous as ever. Crete was fortunately, as large as continents. They were far enough from the city as to not rip it apart.

A part of him, the anguish that Haotian suffered from watching all the chaos that had unfolded during the anti-devil war, made him sigh in relief.

Da Hai didn't want trouble, having been annoyed enough by this world's Heavenly Dao. But he also didn't want to drag out conflict. It was better to quickly erase the problem.

He had calculated what the silver haired youth, the so called Zeus, could handle. If the other gods were mere True Immortals, and the more powerful gods were barely reaching the Heavenly Immortal realm. Then the boundless gap between Heavenly Immortals and a Golden Immortal was definitely enough.

"Sorry about this kid," Da Hai muttered. "You shouldn't have accepted that mission."

He turned to leave. He had seen and enjoyed enough of Crete, as desolate as it had been. Mainland Greece was shaping up to me more pleasant.

The divine fallout would be chaotic. But chances are, as gods start to panic and descend into civil war from the loss of their leader, security would also falter. Not that Da Hai struggled getting through it in the first place.

He felt raindrops dribble down his face. Looking up, the dark clouds had regathered. Perhaps the heavens of this reality was crying over the loss of one of its gods.

He found it unlikely. The bodies of water raining down was still fundamentally his. By his calculation, it was already reaching its final days.

Sparks of yellow electricity arced through the clouds. "Hm?" Da Hai frowned at the sudden movement in the sky. Thunder erupted in the distance.

Then a huge bolt of lightning struck down upon the sea god.

…

"Mommy, look what I made."

PAH!

"Foolish child. Why are you not training?"

A frenzied woman stared angrily at a befuddled child holding his cheek. A laurel of flowers was left scattered.

"You…you…imbecile." The woman barely contained her loathing. "Your brothers and sisters. My sons and daughters are drowning in acid in that monster's belly. And you have the audacity to…to…what do I even call this?"

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The child stood back up, not a red mark on him. But he did look down demurely. "But the girl in the village said…"

"I don't care what some foolish mortal thinks!" The woman screamed. Then she paused in realisation. "Wait, girl in the village. You were out playing instead?"

PAH!

She sent the little boy, who appeared no more than four years old, an utterly betrayed look. "Your brothers and sisters suffer everyday and yet you have time to play? I saved you!"

"I SAVED YOU!"

She held the boy's shoulders, kneeling down to his level. She was frenzied, full of tiers, a mix a anger and desperation. "I saved you!"

"Mommy."

"I saved you sweetling. I could only save you. So why are you WASTING IT?"

She shook the child as she spoke. Her eyes popping out of her sockets from the agony of her inner pain. "He has your siblings trapped, slowly being digested. You are their only hope."

"I…I'm their only hope." The little boy nodded his silver head furiously. He wanted his mother to let go, as her grip was digging into his exposed shoulders. But he couldn't find the courage to say so.

"YES YOU ARE THEIR ONLY HOPE. SO WHY AREN'T YOU TRAINING!"

Tears began streaming down her face. Her feminine beauty was completely eclipsed by shameful tears of a broken woman.

"You were born blessed," she wailed. "You were born strong." Her grip tightened even further in the little silver haired boy.

"Only you, my little Zeus. Only you have the power."

…

Electrifying. Lightning burned through the plains of Crete, obliterating the earth and shattering the heavens.

The ground was ripped to pieces, gas and forests burned to cinders. A titanic explosion reduced much of the landscape into molten rock.

Still, arcs of electricity danced around the surface of Gaia. Whatever wildlife that could've survived the initial impact, as unlikely as that was, would've been vaporised by the residual electricity.

The western half of Crete had been utterly transformed. Territories that had been wealthy cities or villages during Crete's golden age, were now a destroyed husk. Much of the northwestern shore had also collapsed into the ocean.

From the crater created by Da Hai's slap. A silver haired young man who appeared to be just entering his adulthood, strolled out. His left hand was raised, his palm in a grasping motion. In it, a ball of blue plasma was slowly dissipating.

His bright blue eyes carried a hint of surprise. His posture remained strong as was expected of a warrior. Except, he lightly touched his cheek with his right. He'd felt that.

He didn't appear hurt, but the level of force that had struck him was far above the vast majority of his opponents. The only one's he'd put above it was Nyx, and Typhon. Two opponents he suppressed many many years ago.

He did not care about the destruction Crete's countryside. His full attention was on the smouldering crater he created after striking Da Hai down to ground level. A level of expectation now arose within him.

Lowering his left, Zeus rolled his shoulders and performed some stretches. His toga had been ripped apart from the blow he'd suffered. So much so that the fabric covering his muscular chest was coming off to become a skirt that hung from his waist.

He allowed it, showing his bare chest to the world. A physique lauded by mortals and gods alike, as the pinnacle of the male body. His tanned skin glowed slightly blue from the electricity coursing through his body.

The storm clouds obeyed his command, swirling into a dangerous eye. Thunder exploded in the distance, warning others to stay away.

'ONLY YOU HAVE THE POWER. YOU MUST SAVE!'

He watched as Da Hai walked out from the crater he landed in. His foreign clothing appeared fine as opposed to his own. The fabric must've been extremely durable. Perhaps a magical armour in its own right.

"I'll admit. I didn't expect that," Da Hai said from a great distance away. Although he spoke in a regular voice, it was heard as loud as the roaring thunder in the sky.

"Should've returned you stole monster," Zeus replied in the same dispassionate way as he always did.

"I stole nothing. Your Heavenly Dao is merely grasping at straws to prolong its own existence," Da Hai scoffed in response.

Inwardly, the godfiend was amazed at Zeus' durability. The lightning he fired off was tremendously above what Da Hai divined of the other gods who thought his residual energy.

It was as if he belonged in a whole other level of existence. Peerless and unfathomable, like the lone geniuses in martial worlds who stood lonely at the apex after sweeping through Jianghu.

'Perhaps that's why he's so moody. A battle junky then?' Da Hai pondered. He paused after reaching flat ground again.

"Would you happen to know the secret of the Grand Dao that Zagreus brought back?" He asked bluntly.

The words did not appear to resonate with Zeus. Flying over his head as he didn't understand them. "The fuck are you talking about?"

"I told you I'm here for knowledge, not to fight. I came from outside this universe. There was a primordial being in your history, Zagreus. He knew an ancestor of mine and they learned a secret as to the nature of existence. I just want to learn it. That's all," Da Hai explained. He did feel some goodwill towards Zeus after drinking with him.

If Zeus believed anything Da Hai said, he didn't show it. If his humorous chuckle was any indication, he clearly thought Da Hai to be delusional.

The Olympian gods were the rulers of this land. Tightly bound to their godly domains, controlling the fabric of reality by directing the laws that make up its matter. The weather was swirling to Zeus' killing intent.

He appeared dispassionate, unmotivated, unwilling to even be here. Even as he manifested a bolt of lightning before Da Hai's eyes, he showcased no signs of pomp.

As the prophecy entailed, this Da Hai person was a sea monster who stole from the sky. The fates had woven its destiny just as it wove the destinies of all things. Predestined paths were how the world functioned.

Zeus gave it no thought. His enemy had to be utterly delusional if he thought his lies made any sense. Khaos, Nyx, Tartarus, Gaia, Ouranos, Aether, all existence was layered. Outside Aether was nothing.

And Zeus had been responsible for slaying many creatures thought to be from the upper air.

Wordlessly, he threw the bolt of lightning towards Da Hai at a speed dramatically greater than the speed of light. In Da Hai's own terms, this surpassed the limit of Heavenly Immortals.

A single bolt of lightning that was greater than the sum total of all the gods Da Hai had seen. Robes and hair fluttering, Da Hai grabbed the lightning bolt out of the air. His hand did not burn, nor was it pierced.

Zeus showed surprise at the ease he'd done so. For a moment, the universe appeared to churn to a foreign tune. Being experienced in battle, the Olympian king felt a sudden dread.

"Gah!" Zeus cried. The earth was suddenly torn apart by a pillar of water that pierced his divine body, spilling gold ichor.

Seeing him held in place, Da Hai twirled the lighting bolt in his hand. It changed colours to an azure blue, matching Da Hai's scales. "Have it back."

In a flash, Zeus was pierced by his own bolt. His body was pushed back several thousand metres. But it ultimately failed to go through his body. Da Hai narrowed his gaze in surprise.

Zeus, with both hands on his lighting bolt roared. Instantly, explosive electricity arced throughout the heavens and the earth. His voice boomed in a thunderous way.

Zeus' presence in Da Hai's divine sense was strange. His energy was difficult to identify from the rest of nature. Difficult to pinpoint a cultivation equivalent in the Three Realms.

'MY SON my little son. Only you have the power!'

"Yaagh!" Zeus exploded into action. His fist engulfed in pure lightning. His back was covered by horrendously wild winds that formed eagle like wings. His figure caused the rain to part for him.

Da Hai held out his palm with a gasp.

THOON!

The ground exploded beneath them. Da Hai's clothes fluttered, his sleeves burned around the edge. Zeus appeared completely feral in his eyes.

'You were born special son. That's why you survived.'

Zeus pushed forward on his fist, forcing his titanic strength into it. It was to the point where Da Hai's body was pushed back by an inch.

"What are you?" Da Hai was in complete shock. The shocking difference between this god and the others was absurd. Closer to the ones commanded by the Moirai.

Snarls were the only sound he heard in return. So Da Hai broke out of his shock and attacked. His side melted into water, and a portion of his true form emerged.

"Huh?" Zeus wasn't expecting the seamless transformation. Half of Da Hai's Dao body still held him.

"Single Headed Killing." And the Olympian god king was struck by one azure scaled serpent. Punted into the horizon.