The sound carried with it an overwhelming sense of doom, a declaration of absolute dominance as the entire Chaos stirred.
Shen Yuan turned his gaze forward, his breath shallow and labored.
A towering behemoth emerged from the abyss, its form defying logic. Its mere presence warped the Chaos, twisting it into an incomprehensible nightmare.
Shen Yuan raised his broken blade, his legs barely holding him straight. Blood poured from his wounds, soaking the shattered void beneath him.
His voice cracked as he roared defiantly, even as the beast lunged.
The world shattered.
"Haah... haah..."
Shen Yuan jolted awake, his body drenched in cold sweat.
"Wh-what... was that..." he muttered, his voice hoarse and ragged.
[Are you alright?]
Yue Lan's worried voice echoed in his mind.
He slowly raised his head as his eyes seemed to fill with endless darkness, but it receded before long.
