The ground beneath Yan Xi cracked. The energy surrounding Ling Yue had spiraled out of control. As the weight of the Heavenly Seal spread across the battlefield, Bai Xuan swiftly raised a barrier.
"If we leave her like this, she won't just destroy herself—she'll destroy all of us!" Bai Xuan shouted.
Ling Feng and Yun Zhi moved into position, while Ren Yue's eyes remained locked onto Ling Yue's trembling form.
Meanwhile, Mo Ye slipped into the shadows, murmuring,
"Do you seek to become a god… or a disaster?"
At that moment, Ling Yue's eyes snapped open. Gold and silver light clashed within her pupils.
Yan Xi clenched his fists.
"You can't do this, Ling Yue!"
But when Ling Yue spoke, her voice was no longer her own.
"Fate has already chosen, Yan Xi. There is no turning back."
And then, the sky shattered.