Beneath the rift in the northern Heavenly Curtain, the golden Divine Throne of the Divine Law Venerable is emitting a wailing on the brink of collapse. On the surface of this throne, condensed by the 'Divine Law' concept, tens of thousands of gilded texts are twisting and cracking like burning chains, with each crack seeping out a dark golden Origin Power—
This is the Great Sun Venerable gnawing at the foundation of the Divine Law Venerable's power from the depths of the Root. The shadow of the Great Sun Venerable looms over the throne, with twelve dark golden disks slowly rotating behind them. Each disk reflects altered legal texts, like sharp surgical knives, peeling away the 'Judgement' authority that the Divine Law Venerable relies on for survival.
"Divine Law, do you remember the sword you stabbed into my chest from behind all those years ago?"
