Was I nervous about what I was about to do?
Yes. Beyond nervous. My heartbeat thundered in my ears like the drums of war, but I forced it down, burying it beneath the steady resolve I'd honed over years of trials. This wasn't just for me—it was for Mount Hua Sect. For Seraphina. For humanity itself.
There was no room for hesitation.
I stepped forward, each movement deliberate as Mo Zenith's presence loomed over me, a palpable force that seemed to weigh down the very air around us. The pressure was suffocating, a manifestation of his Radiant-rank strength that pressed against my soul like the weight of mountains. For most below the Wall, it would have been crushing, forcing them to their knees in abject surrender.
But I was beyond that now.
I had not yet scaled the Wall to reach Ascendant-rank, but my strength stood above it nonetheless. And if Mo Zenith expected me to falter, he would be sorely disappointed.
