Chen Yu and Hui'er soared once more through the skies—this time above the vast neutral zone known as the Sky Vein Range, a sprawling network of floating isles, jagged peaks, and mystical storms that divided the territories of humans, demons, and beasts. After gaining the tentative support of both the Demon King and Beast Sovereign, Chen Yu had only one goal left for now: to investigate the Sky Citadel rumored to be the ancient remnant of a time before the system existed.
The wind screamed past as their wyvern mount, scales glimmering under the sunlight, carried them toward the peak of the highest island—a floating landmass shrouded in clouds and storms. It was a place many called suicide to approach.
But Chen Yu wasn't like most.
He had felt a pulse.
A vibration through the system.
Something... calling him.
As they neared the Sky Citadel, Hui'er narrowed her crimson eyes. "There's something ancient here. My blood feels it. A presence older than the Demon King."
