Chapter 135 - Arrival of the Unseen Hope

Everywhere became silent. The kind of silence that screams louder than sound, thick, dense, and drawn tight like a taut string on the verge of snapping. The immortals' heavy breathing echoed like distant drums in a hollow chamber, mingling with the clicking of weapons and the crunch of movement over broken ground. Each step whispered through debris as though the earth itself winced beneath their feet. Even the groaning rage of the colossal Primordial beasts faded, their fury momentarily swallowed by the weight of what now stood before them. The wind, ever wild and relentless, seemed to bow in reverence, its unseen fingers only daring to sweep through the hair of those present.