CHAPTER 64 — DIVINITY DESCENDS
The arena did not explode.
It collapsed inward.
That was the first sensation.
Not sound. Not light.
Pressure.
An invisible force pressed down on every cultivator in the arena, forcing breaths shorter, movements heavier, instincts sharper.
Three figures stood at the heart of Vermilion Phoenix Academy's formation.
Rong Yueran did not move.
She didn't need to.
Behind her, two divine auras unfolded like wings of judgment.
Shen Tianyi stepped forward first.
His eyes burned gold-red, veins of molten light pulsing beneath his skin. Every breath he took released heat dense enough to distort space.
"Epic-tier opponents should not stand this close to divinity."" he said calmly, voice carrying without effort.
He raised his hand.
The sky above the arena darkened—then ignited.
DIVINE SKYFIRE DESCENT
A pillar of skyfire slammed downward.
Not targeted.
Not refined.
Just overwhelming.
Jin Roulan moved instantly.
