The entire district had become silent.
Not naturally.
The kind of silence created when something too powerful appeared and the world itself instinctively held its breath.
The silver formation above the city trembled violently as golden energy continued erupting from Su Chen's body. The ancient markings across his skin burned brighter with every passing second, illuminating the broken street beneath him like glowing divine scripture carved into flesh.
The Watcher no longer looked calm.
Its silver eyes stayed fixed on Su Chen without blinking.
Calculating.
Reassessing.
For the first time—
Uncertain.
The old man noticed it immediately.
And that terrified him more than the pressure crushing the city.
Because Watchers were not supposed to hesitate.
They were beings created to maintain order beyond mortal understanding.
Emotionless.
Absolute.
Yet right now—
One was hesitating.
Su Chen slowly stepped forward.
The moment his foot touched the cracked ground, a violent ripple spread through the street, shattering the remaining nearby windows instantly.
The golden light surrounding him distorted the air itself.
The Watcher raised one hand immediately.
Silver laws erupted outward.
Space folded violently around Su Chen, attempting to crush him from every direction at once.
But the moment those distorted laws touched the golden aura—
They shattered.
Like fragile glass colliding against something ancient and immovable.
The Watcher's expression finally changed completely.
"…Law resistance."
The voice carried disbelief now.
Real disbelief.
The old man clenched his fist tightly.
"So the legends were true…"
Zhao Ren looked toward him immediately despite the pressure crushing his body.
"What legends?!"
The old man's eyes never left Su Chen.
"The Ancient Primordial Body does not obey heaven."
Silence.
Then he continued quietly.
"It forces heaven to obey instead."
Those words felt absurd.
Impossible.
Yet nobody present could deny what they were witnessing anymore.
The silver laws descending from the upper realm formation were being rejected directly by Su Chen's existence.
Not blocked.
Rejected.
Like his bloodline fundamentally refused to submit.
The voice inside Su Chen's mind echoed again.
Primordial synchronization: 31%
Ancient authority stabilizing.
More memories flashed through his mind.
Broken stars.
Endless battlefields.
Ancient beings kneeling beneath a sky burning gold.
And a voice.
Deep.
Cold.
Unshakable.
"The heavens were never worthy of ruling us."
Su Chen's eyes flickered slightly.
The Watcher moved instantly.
This time it no longer held back.
Silver light exploded across the district as dozens of spatial tears opened simultaneously around Su Chen, each one capable of erasing anything they touched from existence.
Zhao Ren's face paled completely.
"…That's insane…"
Even Spirit Transformation cultivators would die instantly inside those distortions.
But Su Chen remained standing calmly.
Then—
He raised his hand.
Golden energy surged outward violently.
BOOM.
Every spatial tear shattered at once.
The backlash tore through the street like an explosion, collapsing nearby buildings and sending debris flying through the rain-filled air.
The Watcher retreated immediately.
Fast.
For the first time since appearing.
Its silver eyes narrowed dangerously.
"You are awakening too quickly."
Su Chen's voice had changed slightly now.
Still his.
But deeper.
Ancient.
"You're too weak to stop it."
The words shook the air itself.
Lin Yanyan stared at him silently.
Her heartbeat had become uneven.
Not because she feared him.
Because part of her understood something terrifying.
The current Su Chen…
Was not fully himself.
Something ancient was surfacing through him little by little.
Yet despite that—
When his eyes briefly shifted toward her—
There was still recognition there.
Still control.
Barely.
The old man noticed that too.
And exhaled quietly in relief.
"He hasn't lost himself yet…"
The Watcher slowly lifted both hands now.
The silver formation above the city began rotating faster and faster, causing the clouds themselves to twist unnaturally into a giant vortex.
The entire sky darkened completely.
Then—
A giant silver spear slowly formed above the formation.
Its appearance alone caused the surrounding space to crack.
The old man's face changed drastically.
"…Heaven Piercing Judgment…"
Zhao Ren looked upward in horror.
"That thing is targeting the entire city!"
The old man's voice became tense.
"The Watcher is forcing upper realm laws into the mortal world directly."
Lin Yanyan looked toward Su Chen immediately.
"Can you stop it?"
Su Chen stared at the giant spear descending slowly from the heavens.
Then smiled faintly.
Dangerously.
"Yes."
The moment he answered—
The golden energy around him exploded upward like a pillar connecting earth and sky.
The ancient markings across his body spread fully over both arms now, glowing brighter than before.
The voice inside his mind roared.
Primordial synchronization: 40%
First seal weakening.
A terrifying pressure erupted from Su Chen instantly.
Not spiritual pressure.
Existential pressure.
Like the appearance of a higher lifeform.
The Watcher's silver eyes widened slightly.
"…A seal exists inside you?"
Su Chen finally understood it too.
Something had been suppressing the Ancient Primordial Body all this time.
Not the mortal world.
Not his cultivation.
A seal placed directly within his bloodline.
And now—
It was breaking.
Crack.
A faint sound echoed from inside Su Chen's body.
Then another.
The golden energy surrounding him transformed violently, becoming darker, heavier, more ancient.
The old man stepped back instinctively.
"…This pressure…"
Lin Yanyan felt it too.
Her instincts screamed danger harder than ever before.
Not because Su Chen was unstable.
Because whatever was awakening inside him—
Was far beyond mortal comprehension.
The Watcher moved immediately.
For the first time—
Fear had entered its actions.
The giant silver spear above the sky descended instantly toward Su Chen.
The air exploded apart from pressure alone.
The entire city trembled.
But Su Chen simply raised his head calmly.
Then—
Raised one hand toward the heavens.
Golden light erupted from his palm.
And the descending spear stopped.
Midair.
The entire world seemed to freeze.
Zhao Ren stared blankly.
"…He… stopped it…"
Not blocked.
Not deflected.
Stopped.
Like heaven itself had been forced to halt.
The Watcher's voice finally lost all calm.
"…Impossible."
The silver spear trembled violently against Su Chen's raised hand as golden cracks began spreading across its surface.
Then—
BOOM.
The heavenly spear shattered.
The explosion lit up the entire night sky gold and silver simultaneously.
Shockwaves tore through the clouds above the city while fragments of broken law energy scattered like falling stars.
The silver formation above flickered violently.
Unstable.
Damaged.
The Watcher stepped backward again.
One step.
Then another.
And for the first time—
It looked at Su Chen not like a criminal.
Not like a target.
But like a catastrophe.
Su Chen slowly lowered his hand.
Golden eyes burning beneath the rain.
Then he spoke softly.
And every word carried terrifying weight.
"You call yourselves judges…"
The shattered sky behind him glowed with ancient golden light.
"…But you forgot who my bloodline once ruled over."
Silence crashed down again.
Because deep inside the heavens above—
Something ancient had begun responding to him.