Victory should have felt like glory.But the skies didn't cheer. The air didn't breathe. The realm… held its breath.
Chen Yu stood at the center of the shattered arena, robe torn at the shoulder, Chaos Energy still faintly swirling around him. Behind him, his team celebrated, relieved, injured—but alive.
Then the first crack appeared.
High in the sky, like a fracture in a mirror, reality itself split.
A pulse of golden pressure followed. Like the hand of a god slamming down across all planes.
Meiyun gasped. "What… is that?"
Azrael froze. "No. That's not a technique. That's... that's a reset."
Through the rift descended a being wrapped in threads of light and silence, faceless and ancient. Its voice was neither male nor female, neither loud nor quiet — it was law.
"System Rejection Initiated.Designation: Chen Yu.Verdict: Existence Violation."
The system screen opened in front of Chen Yu — but it flickered, glitched, and trembled.
