Staring at the chasm that had just opened inches from his boots, his face drained of all blood, completely paralyzed by the display of raw strength.
Ji'an stood perfectly still, twirling her spatula, having effortlessly generated the kinetic equivalent of two Sovereign Elders combined with a single tap of her heel.
"I chop vegetables," Ji'an agreed softly, looking out over the fallen, terrified disciples. "And right now, you are all on the chopping block. My. Chopping. Block! Fantastic! Isn't it?!"
She raised her spatula, pointing it directly at the assembled, wide-eyed protagonist squad.
"The rules of the final phase are simple," Ji'an announced, her voice echoing over the groaning jade. "You have exactly three hours before the dimension collapses. If you can land a single, solid strike on my apron, you pass. If you can force me to step backward, you pass. If you can survive until the timer expires without me shattering your token... you pass."
