"Don't!" Lian'er's cry broke through the chaos, laden with desperation.
From the corner of his eye, amidst the turmoil, Zhang Wei caught the faint outline of white cloth—likely swaddling Lian'er's son. The raw terror in her voice churned a feeling of deep unease within him.
Unmoved by her plea, the Heavenly Emperor, with an air of chilling resolve, seized the child.
And with a motion that seemed to fracture the very fabric of the moment—
Boom!
He hurled the bundle toward the unforgiving ground. The crash echoed, a sound so profound it stunned the assembly into silence.
Bam!
The impact was met with a horrific stillness, the silence that followed pierced only by the thud of the child and a spray of crimson that marred the earth.
The cries that had filled the air ceased abruptly, leaving a haunting void.
Lian'er's scream turned into an eerie silence for Zhang Wei, whose heart seemed to stop in his chest.
