Along the wide eastern balcony of Floor Four, ten million resurrected mothers and fathers stood shoulder to shoulder in their newly forged Rank 6, right Rank 7, and Rank 8 Immortal Bodies.
Every father held a warm two-tiered red-lacquer lunchbox packed with braised pork belly and roast chicken. Every mother held an embroidered cloth sack filled with winter coats, wooden toys, and Grandpa Yao’s [Anti-Plot-Armor Nine-Chili Pepper Spray]. Their newly beating hearts pounded like war drums against their ribs as they looked out across the vast, cloud-wrapped abyss of the Supreme Origin Heaven.
Yet between Floor Four of the Heavenly Script Pavilion and the millions of mortal and immortal worlds down below hung a thick, crackling curtain of pitch-black static.
Up on Floor Nine, having felt his Half-Step Rank 10 Soul-Vault Warden Kuhai get spanked through three iron walls. The Chief Author of Fate had slammed down the Dimensional Spatial Jamming Array across the entire mid-section of the Pavilion!
[ALERT! FLOOR 4 SPATIAL EXIT LOCKED BY THE CHIEF AUTHOR OF FATE!]
[Obstacle: “Ten-Layer Dimensional Spatial Jamming Curtain” — Blocks all standard teleportation arrays, realm-crossing talismans, and void-tearing techniques below Rank 10!]
[Authorial Broadcast from Floor 9: “Even if you gave those dead parents new bodies, Gu Changsheng, they will never reach the lower worlds in time! Within five minutes, ten million orphaned villains and protagonists down below will complete their blood-awakening rituals and slaughter their home continents!”]
