Chapter 503: The Moment the Star Falls

The world seemed to slow to a crawl, each moment stretching into an eternity of disbelief. The air, thick with the scent of ozone and blood, hung heavy and still. The energy blade in General Sydney Parker’s hand hummed with a malevolent, quiet satisfaction, its light casting a ghastly pallor on the face of the woman he had just impaled. The Nangong Matriarch crumpled, not with a cry of pain, but with a soft, weary sigh, as if a great and terrible burden had finally been lifted. Her eyes, clouded...