Dragon Nation's Sky

High above Youcheng, the battle had reached a fever pitch.

Liu Zhenguo's Immoveable Mountain Domain advanced steadily, using unparalleled defense and suppressive force to withstand the emotional vortex that Psychologist had swollen by frantically drawing upon the city's fear.

Gray-black emotional tendrils crashed against the phantom mountains, shattering and regenerating again and again as wailing faces dissolved within the heavy ochre spiritual radiance.

Although Liu Zhenguo was temporarily unable to break through the vortex's core, the tenacity of his "protection" intent had firmly pinned his opponent down and severely disrupted his extraction of negative emotions from the entire city and even farther away.

However, the true turning point was not limited to this battlefield.

Just as Psychologist descended with his consciousness into Qing Wuyan's shell, doing everything he could to contend with Liu Zhenguo while attempting to reconnect the "emotional supply lines" that demigod experts had forcibly severed or weakened—

From the depths of his soul, the secret connections linking him to the various "patients" and "seeds" sent back one clear sensation after another: severance, purification, suppression.

Harbor City's righteous and majestic oceanic will was like a blazing sun melting snow, dispersing the clouds of fear over the harbor.

Rock Abyss City's crimson flames of war were tyrannical beyond compare, burning both the underground rat infestation and the madness on the streets into nothingness.

Yunmeng Marsh City's cleansing sweet rain was gentle yet unstoppable, washing away madness and soothing people's hearts...

And there were even more cities. The testing grounds where he had carefully selected and scattered Potions and Heartworms, which should have become plates at his emotional feast, were now sending back stabbing feedback of "signal lost" or "forcibly blocked"!

"How could this be... so fast?!"

At the core of the emotional vortex, the expression of indifference and delight on Qing Wuyan's face cracked for the first time, replaced by incredulous fury and shock.

His plan had been to ignite multiple cities at once, creating a wave of panic that could not be swiftly extinguished, using it as absolute nourishment to break into the Law Realm.

By all reason, even if Dragon Nation possessed deep reserves, mobilization and response would take time—enough for him to complete his advancement, and perhaps even leave calmly or expand his gains.

But now, the speed of their response, their ability to mobilize, and the number of high-level fighters they had deployed had utterly exceeded his expectations!

This was definitely not a hasty response. It was more like... they had long had a contingency plan, or had prepared thunderous measures specifically for people like him!

"Damn it... Dragon Nation's state machine..."

In an instant, he understood that he had likely gravely underestimated this ancient eastern nation's organizational strength and decisiveness in the supernatural era.

Those demigods had not rushed over at the last minute. They seemed to have already been stationed or hidden in cultivation at crucial nodes, merely waiting for something like this to happen!

His advancement ritual had been interrupted, his emotional supply drastically reduced, and he was even suffering backlash.

Although his prior accumulation and Youcheng's local panic still kept him at the threshold of breaking into the Law Realm, that smooth, effortless feeling had vanished, replaced by stagnation and risk.

"The plan has changed... I can't stay here!"

After instantly weighing the pros and cons, Psychologist made his decision without hesitation.

Qing Wuyan's shell was merely a false identity. Compared with his own safety and more important objectives, it could be abandoned entirely.

As long as his consciousness core could escape, losing one avatar and part of his arrangements was not unacceptable.

"Liu Zhenguo... I'll remember this for now!"

A gloomy voice came from the vortex. Qing Wuyan's body began to blur and turn ethereal, while the space around him twisted violently and tiny black cracks appeared beside him.

He was actually willing to pay any price, sacrificing the portion of his consciousness origin that had descended into this shell in order to forcibly tear open a temporary spatial rift under Liu Zhenguo's domain suppression and execute a long-range spatial escape technique!

Liu Zhenguo's gaze sharpened, and the power of his domain contracted with full force in an attempt to seal the space. "You think you can leave?!"

But Psychologist had long prepared his escape and was in the special state of being close to the Law Realm. His disturbance of space was extremely violent, making it difficult to fully seal it for the moment.

Just as Qing Wuyan's figure was about to completely merge into the twisted spatial rift, and a mocking curve of "you can't keep me here" had even returned to his lips—

A sudden change occurred!

The spatial rift that was about to close, which Psychologist had painstakingly torn open, abruptly expanded violently to both sides without warning, defying all reason!

It was as though it were not a fragile temporary crack, but a door forcibly pushed open by immense power from outside!

Then, under Liu Zhenguo's suddenly contracted pupils and Psychologist's instantly frozen, horrified gaze—

A hand reached out from the enlarged spatial rift.

The hand did not appear particularly enormous. Its skin was warm and smooth, and it even gave off an impression of slender elegance.

Yet the instant it appeared, every law within that region—those of space, emotion, earth, and even all foundational physical laws—seemed to let out an unbearable groan, falling into absolute stillness and obedience!

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The hand's movement appeared casual, even somewhat careless.

It gently flicked forward.

There was no earth-shaking display, no dazzling light.

Yet Qing Wuyan's ethereal body, which was about to escape into the spatial rift, was like a fly struck by an invisible wall, hurtling backward with a boom at ten times the speed of his attempted escape!

"Pfft—!!!"

As if struck by lightning, Qing Wuyan's shell no longer sprayed blood from his mouth, but a dark golden mist mixed with soul fragments and chaotic emotions.

His entire body was covered in cracks like porcelain, while the emotional vortex around him had nearly been scattered completely by that slap, its light dimmed to the extreme.

The lofty indifference and madness in his eyes that belonged to Psychologist were now utterly replaced by unparalleled horror, fear, and disbelief!

"No... impossible!!!"

His consciousness let out a silent scream within Qing Wuyan's nearly collapsing shell. Even his soul trembled.

Law Realm!

And a top Law Realm expert capable of treating space as nothing and casually interrupting his escape technique with such effortless ease!

Dragon Nation... actually had a Law Realm expert standing guard?!

And nearby at that?!

Perhaps he had even been watching this place all along?!

Like the coldest steel needle, that thought instantly pierced through all his arrogance and calculations.

He had always believed that Dragon Nation had, at most, some veteran demigods barely holding things together through national fortune and inherited legacies. He had thought it absolutely impossible for a true "mythical" being who controlled laws and stood at the pinnacle of humanity to emerge.

That had been one of the reasons he had dared act so recklessly in Dragon Nation's heartland!

But now, cruel reality had slapped him hard across the face.

No wonder Dragon Nation's counterattack had been so swift and so forceful!

They had not been responding in haste. They had confidence!

They possessed a true pillar that stabilized the seas!

The thought of fleeing was crushed to pieces in an instant.

Before a Law Realm expert capable of easily interfering with space, his incomplete pseudo-Law Realm state, coupled with an avatar on the verge of collapse, had no possibility of escape whatsoever!

After he was slapped away, the spatial rift silently closed, and that hand withdrew as if it had never appeared.

Yet that vast residual aura of law, as boundless as a sea of stars and as majestic as heavenly decree, still lingered in the sky. It made even Liu Zhenguo's heart pound with awe and reverence, and made Psychologist feel as though he had fallen into an icy abyss.

"Doctor, didn't anyone ever tell you that some illnesses cannot be treated carelessly? Especially... upon a dragon's reverse scale."

A calm, ancient voice, as though it had traveled from the end of the river of time, echoed directly within Psychologist's soul. It carried no trace of worldly heat, yet contained an irresistible will.

Psychologist's consciousness core struggled frantically within Qing Wuyan's shell, but he was like an insect trapped in amber. Even his thoughts became sluggish.

He knew that this fragment of his consciousness, along with Qing Wuyan's shell, would likely be buried here.

What frightened him even more was whether his true body would be exposed because of this, perhaps even traced down by this terrifying Law Realm expert...

Below, Hua Yin, who had just joined forces with others to resolve the crisis at Blue Bay Apartments and was slightly exhausted, looked toward the sky as though sensing something.

He could not see that hand or hear that voice, but he clearly sensed that in that very instant, the evil, chaotic, suffocating pressure from the aerial battlefield had suddenly been gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand and then... weakened by far more than a single degree.

A still vaster, more unfathomable aura of authority, as though it shared the same origin and breath as the earth beneath his feet and the starry sky above, flashed past.

In the youth's pale pupils were reflected Youcheng's scattered fires and the gradually brightening dawn. Somewhere in his heart, his understanding of the pinnacle of power was quietly shattered and rebuilt.

Dragon Nation's sky was higher than he had imagined.

And the monsters lurking in the shadows, it seemed, had not calculated everything after all.

In the sky, Liu Zhenguo took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart as he coldly fixed his gaze on "Qing Wuyan," whose aura was weak, whose shell was on the verge of shattering, and whose consciousness was trapped.

"Now, it's our turn to have a proper 'talk,' Doctor."

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