Chapter 951: The Law's Lament, Pangu's Final Testament

The era of peace Ferrid Chu had ushered in was a golden age, bathed in the light of a hard-won victory. Cities were rebuilt, laughter returned to the streets, and cultivators felt the spiritual energy of the world, once tainted by the Sovereign's malevolence, surge with unprecedented purity. Yet, for the man who had made it all possible, a shadow lingered, a dissonance in the grand symphony of triumph. It began with small things, easily dismissed as illusions born of fatigue. In the sprawling...