Yueling stood alone on the mountain peak, her hand still outstretched towards the empty sky, her body trembling with a grief that transcended worlds. The last image of Li Chen’s agonizing eyes, his silent farewell, burned in her mind. War God Xing’s cruel, triumphant smile spread across his face, his colossal sword pointing at her, a renewed threat. "So, the traitor pays his price," he sneered. "And now, little mortal, it is your turn." But before his divine power could descend, a silent, terrible shift occurred above. The obsidian fissures where Li Chen had vanished sealed completely, leaving Yueling utterly exposed, a tiny spark against the heavens’ wrath.
For Li Chen, there was no transition, no gentle shift. One moment, he was in Yueling's sight, battling against the inexorable pull o
