Somewhere in a realm of floating jade islands suspended in a sea of stars. Here, time itself seemed to warp and twist, its flow unstable.
A woman in white robes stood atop the highest island, her long black hair cascading like a waterfall of night. Her pristine black eyes gleamed with flecks of emerald—Yun Wushuang, the God of Life, Yun Lintian's mother.
Before her, space distorted as a figure materialized—Nian Shi, the God of Time in this timeline. His form flickered like a mirage, his presence warping the fabric of reality around him.
"Ah, Yun Wushuang," Nian Shi chuckled, his voice layered with echoes from countless timelines. "I bring news about your precious son."
Yun Wushuang's expression remained cold, but a flicker of fury burned in her emerald-specked eyes.
