The sound of shattering glass rang out across the skies of the SilentHeart Continent, a noise so immense it seemed the firmament itself was breaking apart.
A heartbeat later, enormous cracks spread across the fabric of space-time above. From those rifts poured an army—tens of thousands of cultivators in tight formation—marching like a tide of steel and flame. At their head strode five ArchDeities.
Three were instantly recognizable: Juda, Gilgamesh, and Calypso, their auras radiating malice and ancient cunning. But alongside them came two figures new to most eyes.
