Chapter 137: A Tear in the "Sky"

At this critical, nerve-wracking moment, all eyes were fixed on the two figures at the center—Shajin and Raiden Ei.

Shajin stood calmly, his deep, piercing eyes locked ahead.

A massive blade, gleaming with cold light, came crashing down on him like a thunderbolt from the heavens.

But faced with such a ferocious attack, Shajin merely extended a hand slowly and unhurriedly, as though it were not a lethal strike descending upon him, but a drifting feather.

In a blur, his hand caught the incoming attack with ease, as if it were child's play.

He then applied the slightest bit of force—an overwhelming, invisible power erupted from his palm.

BOOM!

The thunderous explosion echoed to the skies, deafening all.

Under the pressure of this immense force, the seemingly indestructible blade shattered like fragile porcelain, reduced to countless fragments that scattered through the air.

Kujou Takayuki's eyes bulged with fury and disbelief.

"H-How… How could this be?! That was Musou…—ugh!"

Blood spurted violently from his mouth and nose as rage overwhelmed him.

Without missing a beat, Shajin flicked a Mora—but this time, the force behind it was unlike before. It smashed the colossal arm into pieces, and even the forming cracks slowly began to close.

Seeing this, Raiden Ei's heart tensed. She instinctively tightened her grip on Musou Isshin.

She knew full well—this man named Shajin was no ordinary opponent. His strength was beyond comprehension, even transcending the limits of what any god should be capable of.

And yet, what baffled her most was this: If he possessed such terrifying, world-shaking power, why would he willingly serve under the Tsaritsa as a mere Harbinger?

At that moment, Shajin snapped his fingers with a crisp click.

Instantly, the Engulfing Lightning he had taken reappeared in his hand, as if conjured by magic.

A mocking smile tugged at the corner of Shajin's lips as he looked toward Raiden Ei.

"God of Thunder, I'll admit—your path of 'Eternity' is the one that comes closest to the Heavenly Principles. Even your decision to retreat and isolate yourself from the world… is just like Celestia's."

Before the last word faded, a sharp gust howled across the field—Shajin's figure vanished like a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, he had returned to his original spot, now standing poised like an athlete ready to throw a javelin.

"Then allow me to tear open a corner of this false sky over Teyvat… and show you the fate of so-called 'Eternity.'"

His entire body tensed. Imaginary energy spiraled around the nagitana, wrapping it in crackling, chaotic force.

On top of Baqiu, Columbina slowly opened her eyes—eyes that had remained tightly shut all this time.

From her lips came a light, lively melody, gently hummed.

Not far away, aboard a warship, Regrator delicately adjusted his refined spectacles.

"…Honestly, we're fortunate he's not our enemy. Otherwise… this would've been a catastrophe…"

Beside him, the Rooster stroked the long tuft of beard on his chin, narrowing his eyes with a cheerful grin.

"Hohoho… Such terrifying potential in one so young~"

Childe stood trembling with excitement, eyes glowing with awe.

He stared at the unfolding scene, muttering over and over:

"Partner… you're incredible! I think you might even surpass my master!"

Elsewhere, Lumine covered her mouth with both hands, her wide eyes filled with disbelief.

Shajin poured his energy into his right arm—muscles bulging, veins like serpents coiling beneath his skin.

Suddenly, he hurled the Engulfing Lightning forward with explosive force.

The spear tore through the sky, a streak of blinding brilliance.

It was a bolt of lightning ripping through endless darkness, so fast it outstripped human perception.

The air Itself tore apart in its wake, producing a piercing sonic scream that seemed to slice the world in half.

A wave of concussive sound followed—the sonic boom reverberated across the heavens, leaving the onlookers stunned, hearts pounding with dread.

Reality twisted in the wake of the Engulfing Lightning. The pressure distorted the very fabric of space, causing visible shockwaves to ripple outward.

These shockwaves clashed and collided like furious dragons ravaging the sky.

And then, in that instant—it happened.

BOOM!

A cataclysmic roar exploded across the heavens—thunderous, earth-shaking, as if a thousand armies charged at once.

Then came the impossible sight.

Above their heads, the "sky"—which had always seemed still and serene—shattered like fragile glass under the force.

And through that gaping hole, everyone could see the truth that lay beyond.

But what they saw was nothing like the dazzling cosmos they had imagined.

No… instead, it was a wasteland.

A terrifying, ruined scene of devastation.

Scattered fragments of shattered stars and drifting clouds of cosmic dust filled the void.

The debris floated aimlessly, forming a chaotic, oppressive atmosphere that made it hard to breathe.

The entire space was devoid of vitality—as though life itself had been erased from existence.

Everywhere they looked, broken planets drifted in silence. Some still burned with roaring flames; others glowed with an eerie, flickering light, casting an ominous pall.

These remnants crashed and scraped against each other, sending dull echoes through the void—like the whisper of past catastrophes, long buried.

Time passed.

And then, as if nothing had happened, the "sky" began to stitch itself back together.

The rift sealed. The illusion returned.

All was as it had been.

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