86. The Sovereigns’ Last Gambit

The battlefield was silent.

The once-mighty Sovereigns of Fate—beings who dictated the course of destiny itself—were now kneeling, their bodies trembling under the weight of an absolute power they could not comprehend.

Ling Tian stood before them, the Vanquished Edge humming with an eerie resonance, its very presence defying the laws they had upheld for eons.

He exhaled, his golden-azure aura surging like a celestial tide.

"Fate is an illusion," he repeated.

The surviving Sovereigns clenched their fists.

"We cannot accept this."

Even now, when faced with an unstoppable force, their pride refused to let them yield.

One of them, his robes torn and bloodied, raised his trembling hands.

"If we cannot seal you…"

His eyes glowed with a desperate resolve.

"…then we shall burn fate itself!"

BOOM!

A terrifying golden inferno erupted around the Sovereigns, their bodies dissolving into pure essence of fate.

Ling Tian's gaze sharpened.

"Self-sacrifice?"

The heavens trembled.

A massive golden sigil—far grander than before—manifested above them. It was not meant to bind him…

But to rewrite existence itself.

A last, desperate gambit.

One of the Sovereigns let out a final, agonized whisper—

"Rebirth… of destiny…"

CRACK!

The golden light exploded outward.

Reality itself twisted.

Ling Tian felt an immense force pulling at him, attempting to overwrite his very existence.

A power not meant to imprison… but to erase and reshape.

"Do you truly think such tricks can rewrite me?"

Ling Tian's voice remained calm.

The Vanquished Edge pulsed.

Golden and azure light intertwined, forming a blinding sword intent that tore through the heavens.

And then—

SLASH!

A single stroke.

A stroke that denied the very concept of fate's rebirth.

The golden inferno shattered.

The sigil of rewritten destiny cracked, unable to withstand the will of the Vanquished Throne.

The last remnants of the Sovereigns let out a final, desperate gasp—

And then—

They were gone.

Vanquished.

No remains. No rebirth.

Only silence.

Ling Tian slowly lowered his sword.

The Myriad Worlds trembled in the aftermath.

And for the first time in eternity—

Fate itself had lost.

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