After suppressing the intrusion from the Forbidden Timeline, Hundun shifted its focus entirely to the ceremony.
This anomaly had gone too far.
It would not risk a second breach.
Without warning, Hundun altered the formation.
Across the realm, the trillions of spatial nodes trembled violently.
Their flickering paths toward infinite timelines destabilized.
Then, in a blinding surge of brilliance, they collapsed inward.
Not randomly.
Deliberately.
Countless branching possibilities folded into a single, condensed structure.
A singular axis.
A narrowed path.
The structure solidified.
And then struck Yu Xuan directly.
The impact was not physical.
It was conceptual.
For a brief moment, the unbearable mental pressure vanished.
Silence filled Yu Xuan's mind.
Then.
Something abstract collided with his consciousness.
And the pain returned, sharper and more focused than before.
Not the pain of infinity pressing inward.
But the pain of compression.
"…!"
