The Calamity Emissary had vanished into the swirling portal of cosmic energy, its intent clear: to annihilate Xiao Yue. Li Chen watched its departure from the Great Judgment Hall, his spectral body trembling, not from cold, but from a silent, internal scream. The Chains of Order, invisible yet agonizing, crushed his spiritual core, sealing his lips, binding his power. He was forced to witness, utterly helpless, the heavens send an executioner for his beloved. Yueling… The name was a raw wound, a burning ember in the sterile void of his divine prison. He was to be severed from the mortal realm, from the Sky Mirror, left to merely exist, a silent sentinel to their cruel Mandate. But even in this profound agony, a flicker of defiance sparked. They cannot sever my will. They cannot sever my lo
