High above the clouds, Yu Liangcheng steadied his breath as golden seals bloomed one after another around his hands. The air shimmered with divine power. Though still shaken by what he'd witnessed from Xiao Fang, pride forced his trembling heart to still.
"If you insist on defying fate…" he said coldly, eyes narrowing. "Then drown in it."
[ Divination Art: Heaven's Mandate Rain ]
Dozens of golden sigils bloomed across the sky, scattering like stars before collapsing into radiant threads of light. Each beam of Divine Qi curved through the clouds as if guided by Heaven's decree — a hundred spears of fate striking from every direction.
Every single strike hit its mark.
But Xiao Fang didn't flinch.
