Across the million lower worlds and the 1,000-Galaxy Supercluster, one quintillion watching citizens felt the blood freeze solid in their veins!
On the giant sky-screens floating above every town and star field, everyone could see the open parchment of the [Supreme Book of Fate] resting on the Chief Author’s ten-thousand-foot Jade Writing Desk.
There, on the yellowing paper of Page Three, was the exact moving ink-illustration where the entire tale had begun eight years ago:
A howling winter blizzard in the Frost-Pine Mountains.
A leaky wooden courtyard with a broken gate.
A seven-year-old boy named Gu Nian clutching a handful of crushed red frost-berries in the snow.
And a middle-aged father named Gu Changsheng opening his eyes on a wooden bed just as the Gu Clan elders raised their execution blades to dig out his son’s Chaos Bone!
Every single miracle that had happened across the universe over the past eight years. The redemption of all five Calamity children, the rescue of Empress Luo Qingxue from the Star-Prison, the liberation of ten million Page-Three parents, the founding of the Universal Academy. The healing of one hundred thousand stolen fortunes—branched out like a golden cosmic tree from that one single root moment when Gu Changsheng refused to die on Page Three!
