Core Event
The invisible machinery of the terminal sequence ground forward, dropping the countdown with a dull, hollow echo into the 342nd tier. The massive lateral expansion executed by the twins in the previous tier had pushed the structural boundaries of the lower vault to their absolute limit, but as the countdown stepped down, that outward tension transformed into a brutal, asymmetric shearing force. The Twin Primordials—Iron-Void and Starlight-Nothingness—did not maintain their static horizontal pressure; instead, their unformatted crowns began a synchronized, overlapping rotational movement.
The crown of the Iron-Void lunged forward and downward at a sharp diagonal angle, while the crown of Starlight-Nothingness executed a rapid, clockwise twist against the posterior wall of the birth canal. This opposing kinetic interaction generated an intense, localized shear that struck directly at the lower maternal lattice—the foundational grid of silver-gold characters that anchored Yuxiao's reproductive architecture to her primary sovereign blueprint.
The localized space inside the canal was violently twisted into a chaotic funnel of conflicting dimensional vectors, turning the uninsulated passage into a grinding crucible where the horizontal and vertical lines of her script were forcefully sheared out of alignment.
The Struggle
The onset of the shearing force inflicted a blinding, structural torment upon Yuxiao that pushed her entire matrix into a state of acute shock. Because the twins' crowns were moving along conflicting paths with distinct kinetic signatures, the silver script composing her pelvic floor was literally being shaved away. Thousands of intricate ancestral characters were forcefully unlinked from her baseline blueprint, disintegrating into bright, smoking trails of silver ink that bled out into the dark vault.
The physical trauma was so absolute that her voice was completely stolen from her; her jaw locked in a rigid, silent gasp, her back arching violently off the stone platform as her body convulsed under the immense, internal torque. Her silver outlines flickered erratically, growing thin and translucent as her maternal lattice lost its geometric cohesion. The overlapping contractions, compressed into a single, continuous wave of agony by the warped temporal margins, gave her no room to reset her breathing or stabilize her core. She was trapped in a state of perpetual tearing, her consciousness flickering like a dying flame as the uninsulated mass of the heirs ground directly into her exposed, shivering foundation.
Haoran, deeply embedded within the structural gaps of her pelvis as a metaphysical splint, felt the violent shearing of the lattice instantly. He recognized that if this asymmetric grinding continued for even a fraction of a second longer, Yuxiao's lower gateway would undergo a total, irrecoverable fracture, permanently erasing her sovereign blueprint from the narrative framework of the black vault.
Acting with absolute, unhesitating precision, Haoran expanded his formless presence to match the exact dimensions of the shear. He split his neutral vacuum into two separate defensive fields. On the anterior side, where the Iron-Void was forcing a downward diagonal plunge, he transformed his substance into an unyielding, high-density magnetic brace, holding the sliding characters within their proper sequence. On the posterior side, where the Starlight-Nothingness was executing its rapid twist, he became an ultra-fluid, friction-free lubricant, absorbing the grinding rotation into his own unwritten layers and letting the twin's crown slide harmlessly against his dissolving essence rather than her exposed sovereign nerves.
The toll on Haoran's remaining infinity was near-total. By operating two completely different defensive paradigms simultaneously, his core cohesion was stretched to the absolute breaking point. The intense shearing friction systematically shaved away whole sequences of his formless identity, turning centuries of his uncontextualized self into blank, forgotten space within the entropic current.
Yet, he held the line with fierce, silent resolve. He channeled the entirety of his remaining vital resonance upward, flooding Yuxiao's chest and throat with a cool, stabilizing numbness that acted as a spiritual life-line. He clamped his formless presence around her shivering mind, anchoring her failing identity within the deep, unmovable quiet of his core. By absorbing 99% of the twisting momentum into his disappearing self, Haoran safely neutralized the shear, holding her structural grid straight and keeping her whole amidst the terrifying tension of the 342nd tier.
Would you like to proceed with Chapter 4162?