As dawn broke over Skyreach Platform, the lingering tension from the Sect Summit remained heavy. Rumors spread like wildfire—of the Dragon Sect's overwhelming might, of Chen Fei's terrifying power, and of the humiliation of ancient sects.
Yet beneath the surface of admiration and fear, an ancient darkness stirred.
Far in the Void Abyss, a seal cracked.
[World Notification: Shadow Realm Seal Integrity — 71% Remaining. Threat Level Increasing.]
In the Dragon Sect's grand floating citadel, Chen Fei sat in meditation, surrounded by cascading energy runes. The system chimed:
[Mission Alert: Incoming Invasion from the Shadow Realm in 3 Days. Prepare Defenses. Reward: Unknown Divine Fragment.]
"Three days…" he murmured. "So it begins."
He summoned his commanders.
Supreme Elder Yun Jue would oversee Sky Barrier formations. Right Hand Wei Shun would mobilize the Heavenly Kings and their 12 Generals. Left Hand Zhen Yue would conduct reconnaissance in the Spirit Zones. Primordial Dragon Xarthan would prepare the dragonkin armies.
Within hours, the Dragon Sect roared into readiness. Armored legions lined the skies, formation circles lit up the earth below, and divine cannons charged with spiritual fire.
Meanwhile, Lady Xue Lian stood atop an ice lotus, peering into dimensions.
"Something is leaking through already," she whispered. "This realm will bleed."
At midnight, the first rip appeared in the sky.
A tear in reality, oozing black smoke and whispers. From it descended creatures born of shadow—formless, fast, immune to most common techniques. They lunged for nearby sect outposts.
Chen Fei raised a hand.
[System Skill Activated: Divine Suppression Wave.]
The air cracked. Ten thousand shadows evaporated.
Yet more poured in.
The battlefield became chaos. Allied sects fought desperately. But only the Dragon Sect stood calm—strategized, shielded, supreme.
"Do not retreat," Chen Fei commanded. "Show the world what true power looks like."
The Twelve Elders entered the fray, each leading a thousand troops. Light clashed with shadow. Reality warped.
Amid the chaos, a single cloaked figure emerged from the rip.
Its eyes glowed red.
"Chen Fei," it spoke in a language that hurt the air itself, "your soul once belonged to us. We have returned to claim it."
[Warning: Unknown Entity – Rank Unclassified. Immediate Threat.]