Bab 969: Time Of Unrest

Old Man Seed had strolled past countless universes and dimensions, weaving around troubling dominions like the Celestials and Abyssal powers who had once more begun light skirmishes along their borders.

Light skirmishes that at the moment were drowning a hundred universes in blood. 

The Chaos Bloods and the Titans had also begun to battle, with rumors of a crazed fiend preying on young universes unbound. A Sacred Calamity had awakened and even from his position, countless dimensions and universes away, he could still hear its shriek.

The edge of the Dimensional barriers every seventh-dimensional powerhouse was expected to maintain had begun to shrink. If this was happening to them, what did it say about what those older monsters were experiencing and shielding reality from?