Chapter 54: The Broken Seal

The world had fractured. Not with a bang, but with a sickening, grinding tear like reality itself was being ripped apart at the seams. The purple light bleeding from the wounds on the Buddha Suppression Pagoda wasn't just light; it was poison, a tangible miasma of dread that clawed at my lungs and whispered promises of madness into my mind. "He's inside," Simon Looske’s voice was a low growl, cutting through the rising hum of corrupting energy. His face, usually a mask of weary wisdom, was...