Chapter 44: The First Strike of the Supreme Being
"You call yourself the Supreme Celestial Lord… but now, you stand beneath me."
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Reality Cannot Contain Him
The moment Xiao Tian took a step forward, the universe warped.
It wasn't spatial movement.
It wasn't teleportation.
He had simply decided that he would be somewhere else—and reality obeyed.
The Supreme Celestial Lord gathered his divine power, his aura burning with the essence of the Heavens themselves.
The strength that had ruled existence since the dawn of time.
The power that no being had ever defied.
The very will of creation itself.
And yet—
It was meaningless.
Xiao Tian lifted his hand.
A simple motion.
No technique.
No divine law.
Just absolute authority.
And the heavens broke.
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The End of Heavenly Authority
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
The Supreme Celestial Lord blocked with all his might, countless celestial sigils appearing around him.
Each one represented an unbreakable law of the universe.
The Law of Life.
The Law of Death.
The Law of Time.
The Law of Creation.
But as Xiao Tian's hand descended—
Each one shattered.
Not because of overwhelming force.
Not because of some forbidden technique.
But because Xiao Tian's very existence rejected their authority.
The Supreme Celestial Lord coughed blood—his first injury in countless eons.
He stared at his own hands, trembling.
For the first time—he was bound by nothing.
The heavens had always ruled everything.
But now, standing before Xiao Tian…
He realized that his rule had ended.
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A Fear Older Than the Heavens
The celestial armies, the divine generals, the immortal emperors—all were frozen.
They had always believed in one truth.
That Heaven was absolute.
That the Supreme Celestial Lord was the ultimate existence.
That no one could surpass him.
But now—they saw it with their own eyes.
Something greater than Heaven had awakened.
The Supreme Celestial Lord slowly clenched his fists.
Even now, he refused to accept it.
Even if Xiao Tian had broken the chains of fate.
Even if he had shattered the Laws of Heaven.
There had to be a way—
There had to be something left—
Something older than even him.
His eyes burned with determination as he whispered:
"Then I will use the power that even I fear."
And in the farthest depths of existence—
Something stirred.