The moment the seal shattered, the entire sanctuary trembled. Lu Xingchen instinctively reached out and caught Shen Ye's wrist. The touch at his fingertips was cool and dry—Shen Ye's usual temperature, but now with a barely perceptible tremor. "Go." Shen Ye's voice was very soft, but he didn't pull away. Together they stepped through the fractured seal. Lu Xingchen had expected some violent force capable of devouring everything. The sacred texts described "light and shadow fusion" as the mos...