For the first time in eons, the God of Time felt something unfamiliar.
Trapped.
Nian Shi's silver eyes flickered as he analyzed his surroundings. The frozen stars, the suspended galaxies—none of it was just stasis.
Space itself has been reforged.
He had been so focused on Yun Lintian's temporal manipulation that he hadn't noticed the subtler change. The very fabric of reality around them had been reshaped into an inescapable cage.
A slow smirk curled Nian Shi's lips. "Impressive." He tilted his head, studying Yun Lintian with renewed interest. "Your mastery over space has become much stronger than before."
Yun Lintian didn't respond. The God Slaying Sword hummed at his side, its dark edge drinking in the tension.
Nian Shi chuckled, rolling his sleeves up with deliberate slowness. "Fine, fine. If you want to play longer, I'll indulge you." His voice dripped with amusement, but his silver eyes gleamed with something darker.
"After all..."
His form blurred—
