CHAPTER 235 — FRACTURED AUTHORITY
The sky did not recover immediately. That alone was wrong. Until now, every disruption—every fracture Long Hao had forced into Heaven's system—had been corrected instantly. Cleanly. Perfectly. As if error itself could not exist within its reach. But now there was delay, subtle, barely perceptible, but real. The lattice above no longer moved with flawless precision. Lines of light that once aligned with absolute certainty now flickered, micro-adjustments occurring mid-formation, as if something unseen was recalculating faster than it could stabilize.
