Three months after the establishment of the Qilin Hui, disturbing reports reached the Celestial Academy through the network of Chuanshu messenger birds that connected cultivation sects across the continent. In the remote Kunlun foothills, an entire village had vanished overnight, leaving only a crater filled with the same void-touched energies that had characterized the original Sundering.
Liu Yun stood in the academy's Qingxin Tang—the Pure Heart Hall where the Seven Harmonies convened for urgent matters. The Earth Shattering Sword hummed with agitation, its newly integrated seven-fold resonance detecting echoes of artificial disruption that violated the cosmic balance they had worked to restore.
"Tianli buke wei," he observed grimly, noting how the violation of heavenly principle could not be sustained. "Yet someone attempts to force what nature forbids."
Through the Water Mirror's reflection, Lin Fei displayed images gathered by her sect's reconnaissance networks. The destroyed village showed signs of experimental formation work—hastily carved Bagua circles that had been deliberately corrupted with inversions and additions that created instability rather than harmony.
"The patterns suggest the Nizhan Pai," she reported, referring to a heretical sect that had been declared extinct two centuries ago. "They practiced the Reverse Heaven Path, believing that opposing natural law would grant transcendent power."
Jiang Tao consulted his temporal instruments, their crystal faces displaying probability calculations that painted an alarming picture. "If they have truly rediscovered the artificial element creation technique, they could attempt larger disruptions within seven days. The village may have been merely a test of their refined methods."
From her throne of living wood, Mei Shengcao shared observations gathered through the plant network that connected all Life Weavers to the continent's vegetation. Ancient trees near the destroyed village reported sensing cultivators who carried death-tainted Qi—life energy corrupted by exposure to unnatural void forces.
"The Sisheng Jue—Death Life Art," she identified with disgust. "They sacrifice their own vitality to power techniques that should not exist. Such practitioners cannot maintain human form for long, becoming Jiangshi undead who hunger for the life they have lost."
Echo Prime Zhu materialized with unusual haste, his twilight form showing agitation that his ancient composure could not completely mask. Through the Shadow Walker networks that existed between dimensions, he had detected ripples of artificial void expansion that threatened the barriers between realms.
"Wujian yinmo—Limitless Hidden Demons stir in the spaces between worlds," he warned. "The Nizhan Pai experiments weaken the boundaries that keep chaotic entities confined to their proper dimensions. Success in their goals would invite invasion by forces that exist purely to unmake ordered reality."
The crisis demanded immediate response, yet the Qilin Hui had been established on principles of harmonious cooperation rather than militant intervention. How could they act decisively while maintaining the virtue-based governance they had pledged to uphold?
Liu Yun rose from his crystalline throne, the weight of leadership settling upon him like the Tianzi emperor's ceremonial robes. Yet this was not imperial authority imposed through force but responsibility accepted through consensus of equals.
"Zhengyi er tianxia ding," he declared, invoking the principle that rectifying what is right brings stability to all under heaven. "We move not as conquerors but as physicians treating a disease that threatens the entire body."
The other representatives nodded agreement, their unified understanding allowing rapid coordination without lengthy debate. Through the bond forged in cosmic convergence, they could share tactical awareness as easily as individual thoughts.
Within an hour, the Seven Harmonies had departed the academy via methods that showcased their respective bloodline techniques while demonstrating unprecedented cooperation. Liu Yun and Lin Fei traveled together through the Tudun earth escape technique, moving through solid rock as if it were water while maintaining perfect formation harmony.
Jiang Tao created temporal shortcuts that allowed near-instantaneous travel across vast distances, but he carefully maintained causality to avoid disrupting the natural flow of events. Mei Shengcao rode the Zhiwu Wangluo—the Plant Network—traveling through root systems and flowering paths that connected all growing things.
Echo Prime Zhu simply faded from one location and manifested at another, using the twilight realm that existed between dimensions as a highway unrestricted by physical barriers.
They reconvened at the edge of the destruction zone, where reality showed stress fractures that reminded Liu Yun uncomfortably of the early stages of the Great Sundering. The void-touched crater pulsed with energies that made his enhanced senses recoil, yet he forced himself to study the artificial formations carved into the surrounding bedrock.
"Xiantian Bagua corrupted into Houtian Bagua, then further perverted into Motian Bagua," Jiang Tao analyzed, identifying the progressive degradation of the traditional eight-trigram formations. "They have created a Devil Heaven arrangement that inverts every natural relationship."
Through the corrupted formations, entities were already beginning to manifest—not fully materialized but visible as distortions in local reality. These Wujian Yinmo carried the hunger of the void but lacked the cosmic purpose that had motivated the original Sundering. They existed only to consume and spread chaos without any balancing principle.
"Xie bu sheng zheng," Lin Fei observed, noting how evil could not overcome righteousness. "Yet they can cause tremendous damage before their inevitable self-destruction."
The sound of approaching footsteps drew their attention to a group of figures emerging from concealment among the twisted rock formations. These were the Nizhan Pai practitioners—humans who had sacrificed their natural appearance in pursuit of forbidden power.
Their leader wore robes that seemed to absorb light, creating zones of absolute darkness around his form. When he spoke, his voice carried harmonics that violated the natural frequencies of speech, creating dissonance that physically pained the listeners.
"Qilin Hui representatives," he announced with mocking formality. "We are the Hundun Zongzhu—Chaos Sect Master Xiao Wuwei. Your arrival was anticipated and welcomed. You will serve as perfect test subjects for our improved artificial element."
Liu Yun drew the Earth Shattering Sword, its seven-fold harmony creating a barrier of ordered energy that pushed back against the chaos emanations. "Your experiments threaten the stability that preserves all existence. Cease these activities and accept guidance toward harmonious cultivation."
Xiao Wuwei laughed with sounds that resembled breaking glass mixed with screaming wind. "Harmony is weakness! Chaos is strength! Through destruction of natural law, we will achieve the ultimate transcendence that you cowards fear to attempt."
Behind him, dozen of corrupted cultivators began to activate formation techniques that drew power directly from the dimensional tears they had created. The Wujian Yinmo entities responded to this summoning, their void-touched essence flowing into the practitioners and transforming them into beings that violated several fundamental principles of existence.
"Wu wei er wu bu wei," Echo Prime Zhu stated calmly, preparing to demonstrate that through perfect non-action, nothing remained undone. "You have forgotten that true transcendence comes through alignment with cosmic law, not rebellion against it."
The Seven Harmonies moved into the Qixing Beidou formation that had served them during the cosmic convergence, but this time their purpose was not unity but the application of unified wisdom to heal a localized disruption.
The battle between order and chaos was about to begin—not as a conflict between opposing forces, but as a demonstration of why harmony ultimately proved superior to discord, regardless of how much temporary power chaos could accumulate through violation of natural principles.
Liu Yun felt the familiar weight of responsibility, but now it was shared among seven rather than carried alone. The Tyrannical Sword Sovereign era had ended, but the age of the Seven Harmonies would prove its worth through this first great test.