CHAPTER 166 — WHEN HEAVEN LOOKED DOWN
The cave did not shake first.
The sky did.
A crack formed above the canyon, thin as a hairline fracture in glass. No thunder. No warning. Just a golden line splitting the firmament like reality had been scored by an unseen blade.
Everyone felt it.
The Dean stopped mid-step.
The Vice Dean's eyes lifted slowly.
Ling Yifan's posture shifted from offensive to defensive instantly.
Even Zehell paused.
Long Hao felt it inside his bones.
Not pressure.
Judgment.
The golden crack widened.
Light poured through—not sunlight, not elemental radiance. Structured brilliance. It carried weight. Law. Authority older than mountains.
The sky above the desert began folding inward like layered pages being peeled back.
And then—
Chains.
Massive, translucent chains of golden law descended slowly from the fracture. Not aimed at anyone specifically. Not yet.
They hovered.
Observing.
Zehell's aura sharpened.
