Chapter 2938: Domination (2)

BOOM!!

The world didn’t just break—it unmade itself.

Space folded inward like crumpled parchment. Time splintered into jagged fragments, each shard reflecting a different moment in history. The Endless Abyss convulsed, its boundaries stretching and snapping like overstressed rope.

Ning Yue stood at the eye of this storm, her emerald barrier flickering under the onslaught. The World Tree’s roots dug deeper into reality, anchoring her against the unraveling cosmos.

Nian Shi hovered above, his silver robes fluttering in the nonexistent wind. His eyes—cold and calculating—narrowed as he observed Ning Yue’s unwavering stance.

"Interesting," he mused, voice carrying across the chaos. "The World Tree shouldn’t possess this much power after withering for so long."

His fingers twitched, plucking at invisible threads of time.

"Let’s test that theory."

Nian Shi’s attack came not as a single strike, but as a cascade of stolen authorities.

The War God’s Fury manifested as a thousand spectral blades, each carrying the weight of countless battlefields. They rained down, screaming through the fractured air.

The Shadow Monarch’s Deceit twisted the light itself, creating illusions so real they threatened to overwrite reality.

The Heavenly Smith’s Will reforged the very laws of physics, turning the space around Ning Yue into a crushing prison of condensed matter.

Ning Yue didn’t dodge.

She adapted.

The World Tree’s roots shifted, their emerald glow intensifying.

They absorbed the War God’s blades, converting their destructive energy into nourishing light. They ignored the illusions—the World Tree remembered all truths, making deception meaningless, and began to redefine the prison’s boundaries, turning confinement into sanctuary.

Nian Shi frowned deeply upon seeing this.

For the first time in eons, the God of Time faced something he hadn’t anticipated.

He had underestimated Ning Yue.

Not just as the World Tree’s vessel—but as its will.

A cold realization settled in Nian Shi’s mind.

This was his first miscalculation.

He had assumed the World Tree was weakened after millennia of dormancy but the reality was far from it.

His second miscalculation was that he hadn’t accounted for Ning Yue herself.

The girl who had merged with the World Tree wasn’t just a passive vessel. She was its chosen, its voice. And in her, the Tree had found something it hadn’t possessed in ages...

A fighting spirit.

Ning Yue raised her head, jade-green eyes locking onto Nian Shi.

"Do you see it now, Nian Shi?" Her jade-green eyes gleamed with ancient wisdom. "Your grand plan was never as perfect as you believed. There are mistakes you never anticipated—and never will."

The World Tree’s roots pulsed around her, their emerald glow intensifying.

"You think everything is under your control," she continued, "but in truth, it was only made to appear that way. You don’t control Yun Lintian’s fate. You never have. His rise was never yours to dictate."

A pause.

"And sooner or later, you will face the truth—that nothing is under your control. Not even your own fate."

Nian Shi’s expression remained composed, but a flicker of something dark passed through his silver eyes.

For a being who had schemed against gods and mortals alike for eons, this was an unbearable revelation.

Had he truly miscalculated so badly?

Just as he prepared to counterattack—

"Kekeke..."

A cold, mocking laughter echoed through the fractured abyss.

Nian Shi’s face darkened instantly. He knew that voice.

Yin.

Space rippled like disturbed water as a figure emerged from the void.

A young man with long black hair, his eyes twin pools of endless darkness. Dressed in simple black robes, he exuded an aura of absolute nothingness—as if existence itself recoiled from his presence.

The Chasm of Uncreation. The embodiment of oblivion.

Yin.

He smirked, his voice dripping with amusement.

"Well, well. How does it feel, Nian Shi, to realize all your precious schemes were flawed from the beginning?"

Nian Shi’s fingers twitched, but he didn’t respond.

Yin chuckled, turning his abyssal gaze toward Ning Yue.

"And you... I must admit, this was a brilliant move by the God of Fate. To create you."

His lips curled into a knowing smile.

"A living counterbalance to both of us."

Ning Yue met Yin’s gaze steadily.

The World Tree’s memories flowed through her—visions of a time before time, when the Creator had first shaped the cosmos.

She understood now.

Yin wasn’t just destruction.

Nian Shi wasn’t just time.

And she—

She wasn’t just a guardian.

She was a safeguard.

"The Creator didn’t just plant the World Tree to maintain balance," Ning Yue said softly. "She planted it to correct imbalances."

Yin’s smirk widened. "Exactly."

Nian Shi’s silver eyes narrowed. "What nonsense are you spouting now?"

Yin laughed. "Still in denial, old friend? The God of Fate allowed you to scheme. She allowed you to believe you were in control. Because in the end..."

He gestured lazily toward Ning Yue.

"...she had already prepared the solution."

The truth appeared in front of Nian Shi.

He, Nian Shi, was nothing but the failed successor, left to preserve time until the true heir arrived.

Yin was the necessary destruction, meant to test that heir.

The World Tree was the failsafe, ensuring neither could overstep their roles.

And Yun Lintian...

He was the variable that tied it all together.

Nian Shi’s face darkened further. His fingers clenched, temporal energy crackling around him.

"You expect me to believe this?"

Yin shrugged. "Believe what you want. But ask yourself—why has nothing ever gone exactly as you planned?"

Nian Shi was furious but he suppressed it.

"Enough teasing," Yin said, waving a hand dismissively. "Now that you know the truth, Nian Shi, there’s only one logical path forward."

His black robes rippled as he turned slightly, extending a pale hand toward the God of Time.

"Join me. Let us destroy the World Tree together—the last shackle binding us both."

Long Yi’s face paled. His golden dragon pupils contracted to thin slits as he instinctively took a step back. The sheer weight of the two primordial beings’ auras pressed down on him like collapsing mountains.

Nian Shi and Yin... working together?

Even the First Dragon Ancestor, who had witnessed countless eras, couldn’t fathom such an alliance. If these two joined forces...

Could even the World Tree withstand them?

Ning Yue, however, remained still. Her jade-green eyes flickered between the two ancient foes, her expression unreadable. The World Tree’s roots pulsed gently around her, their emerald glow unwavering.

"You’re wasting your time," she said calmly. "Nothing will change even if you join hands."