The divine roar of War God Xing reverberated through the celestial realm, not merely a sound, but a force that rattled the very stars. It echoed with promises of judgment, each syllable a hammer blow against Li Chen's resolve. The image of Xing's furious face, contorted in divine wrath, hung in the Sky Mirror, a stark prophecy.
"The Council of Gods will convene! This abomination you protect will be purged! And you, Guardian, will face judgment for your betrayal!"
The words faded, leaving behind a silence far more oppressive than any scream. The Sky Mirror, no longer projecting Xing's image, simply pulsed with a malevolent crimson light, reflecting the raw, untamed power Xiao Yue now possessed, and the celestial fury it had ignited. Li Chen remained on his throne, his external calm a thin
