Chapter 405: A Sword to Command the Myriad Realms, The Dawn of a New Epoch

The oppressive, suffocating darkness that had defined the Extreme Night era was gone. In its place, there was not emptiness, but a profound and luminous silence. The heavens, once a canvas of cosmic horror stained by the Chaos Sovereign, were now a pristine, boundless azure, so clear it seemed to reflect the very soul of the universe. Across the myriad realms, the terrifying rifts in reality, which had for so long bled chaos and despair into the world, began to mend. They did not snap shut violently;...