Lian sighed after completing his self-given task, absorbing the divine blood into his core. The energy settled within him, offering a brief moment of absolute stillness. He brushed the dust from his clothes and raised his head to the sky, preparing to vanish into the shadows once more:
"I should get going--"
BAM!!
An invisible, catastrophic force smashed right into his chest, carrying the undeniable weight of the cosmos itself. The impact bypassed all his physical and spiritual defenses, and instantly, he dropped on his knees, violently vomiting a mouthful of thick blood:
'This?! Impossible!!' He thought in absolute shock, staring at his violently trembling hands. The dense, chilling aura of the grave that had always hummed beneath his skin was being brutally ripped away, siphoned upward by an absolute mandate.
