The emerald barrier around Nian Shi and Yin pulsed, its glow intensifying as the twin World Trees' power intertwined. Nian Shi could feel it now—the inexorable pull of the roots, slowly but surely draining his authority.
He turned to Yin, his voice sharp. "You find this amusing? We're being erased!"
"Hehe."
Yin chuckled, his abyssal eyes gleaming with amusement as he observed the tightening emerald prison. His relaxed demeanor contrasted sharply with Nian Shi's growing agitation.
"Relax, old friend," Yin said, waving a hand dismissively. "Nothing will happen to me here."
Nian Shi's silver eyes narrowed. "What nonsense are you spouting now?"
Yin turned his gaze toward Ning Yue, his smile never fading.
"Although there are two World Trees here," he mused, "they can't maintain this level of power indefinitely. After all..."
His form shimmered slightly, tendrils of darkness curling around him like living shadows.
