The eastern wind carried the scent of war.
By the time Li Shen and Mei Lian descended from Mount Tianlei, the horizon burned red — not with sunset, but with fire.
Below lay the Valley of Cinders, once home to a thriving city. Now it was a graveyard of ash. Towers lay shattered, rivers boiled to steam, and above it all hung the crimson banners of the Crimson Sect.
Their army had arrived.
Rows of soldiers in scarlet armor knelt in formation, their Qi synchronized like a living flame. At the center stood Yan Rui, cloaked in black and red, the sigil of fire pulsing across his chest. His blade, the Ash Fang, burned like a shard of the sun.
Beside him, on a raised platform of molten stone, floated the second fragment of the Void Codex — glowing with a feverish crimson light.
And behind it, seated upon a throne of black flame, was Master Huoyan.
His presence was overwhelming — a living inferno cloaked in flesh. His eyes burned like coals, his breath came in waves of heat. Even from afar, Li Shen felt the weight of his Qi pressing down like molten iron.
"So," Huoyan's voice thundered, echoing across the valley. "The heir of the Nameless Master arrives."
Li Shen stepped forward, unflinching. "I didn't come for your war, Huoyan. I came for the Codex."
Huoyan laughed, the sound cracking the air. "Then you came for your doom. The Codex was never meant for mortals — but if you crave its truth, come and burn in it!"
He raised his hand. The ground split open, releasing torrents of fire that twisted into monstrous forms — flaming serpents and winged beasts born from pure Qi.
Mei Lian's blade flashed, petals of light cutting through the first wave of flames. "Li Shen!" she shouted. "We can't fight an army!"
Li Shen's eyes glowed faintly, lightning sparking beneath his skin. "We don't have to fight them all — only the source."
He charged forward.
Lightning met fire.
The valley became a storm of destruction.
Yan Rui leapt from the ranks, intercepting him midair. Their blades collided with a sound that split the sky. Sparks and embers rained around them as they clashed — every strike a memory of their last battle, only fiercer, faster, deadlier.
"Still chasing shadows," Yan Rui said, his eyes burning. "You think you can master the void without being consumed?"
Li Shen countered with a surge of lightning, forcing him back. "And you think fire can destroy the void?"
Yan Rui smiled grimly. "Fire doesn't destroy. It purifies."
He thrust his hand forward. The mark of flame on his chest ignited, sending a wave of burning Qi across the field. Li Shen raised his sword, channeling the Pulse of Heaven — the lightning burst outward, cleaving through the firestorm and shattering the ground beneath them.
The explosion sent both men flying backward.
From her vantage point, Mei Lian watched in horror as the valley cracked apart, rivers of molten light spilling like blood. She raced toward Li Shen, cutting through waves of fire spirits as she did.
But as she reached him, a familiar voice echoed across the chaos — deep, calm, and cruel.
"You cannot stop what has already begun."
Huoyan had risen from his throne. His body glowed with molten Qi, every breath shaking the valley. The crimson fragment hovered above his head, fusing with his energy until his aura became blinding.
"Behold the Second Verse in its true form — The Flame of Ascension!"
He struck the ground with his staff, and pillars of fire shot skyward, forming a colossal vortex that reached the clouds. The heavens themselves seemed to ignite.
Yan Rui stared up, realization dawning — and fear. "Master… this power… it's devouring you."
Huoyan's laughter cracked the air. "Then let it! Only by being consumed do we become divine!"
But Li Shen felt it — the instability. The Codex's fragment wasn't granting Huoyan power; it was hollowing him out. The void within the verse was awakening.
"Mei Lian," he said quietly, eyes narrowing. "He's becoming a vessel."
"For what?"
"The Codex itself."
The vortex descended, engulfing Huoyan's form completely. The flames twisted and condensed, taking shape — no longer a man, but a burning specter with no face, no form, only endless hunger.
"THE VOID… FEEDS…"
The voice was not Huoyan's anymore.
Li Shen's mark blazed. "The verse is corrupted. If it consumes this world, everything ends."
He leapt forward, summoning all the energy from the Pulse of Heaven. Lightning coiled around him, merging with the voidlight in his sword. The storm above responded, thunder crashing like war drums.
Yan Rui saw it — and, for the first time, lowered his weapon. "You'll die if you do this."
Li Shen glanced at him, calm. "Then I'll burn with it."
He struck.
Lightning and fire collided in an explosion that blinded the heavens. The shockwave vaporized stone, flame, and cloud alike. For a heartbeat, the world was nothing but light.
Then — silence.
When the light faded, the valley was gone.
Only a vast crater remained, still glowing faintly with blue fire.
At its center stood Mei Lian, shielding herself with her last ounce of Qi. She searched frantically — and saw him.
Li Shen, kneeling amid the ashes, his sword buried in the ground before him. The storm above had died, but the mark on his palm still glowed faintly — now shaped like a lotus.
Yan Rui limped closer, half-burned but alive. "You… contained it?"
Li Shen nodded weakly. "The fragment… it's sealed. But it's inside me now."
Mei Lian's heart froze. "Inside you?"
He looked at her, eyes flickering between lightning and flame. "The Void doesn't want guardians. It wants vessels."
Yan Rui's voice was hoarse. "Then you've doomed yourself."
Li Shen rose slowly, gripping his sword. "Maybe. But as long as I breathe, the Codex stays bound."
A gust of wind swept through the crater, scattering ash like snow. Above them, the crimson light of the Sect's banners flickered and died.
The Crimson Sect was no more.
But in the far distance — beyond the smoke and ruin — a black shadow moved across the sky, vast and shapeless, like a storm devouring the stars.
Mei Lian followed Li Shen's gaze. "What is that?"
He whispered, almost to himself, "The fourth fragment."
Would you like me to continue with Chapter 10: "The Shadow Over Blackwater", where Li Shen and Mei Lian travel to a drowned kingdom — and uncover the fragment that reveals the origin of the Nameless Master himself?
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Excellent ⚔️ — Chapter 10 it is.
Before I write it in full (around 1,000 words like the last one), here's a quick preview of what's coming in "The Shadow Over Blackwater" so you can confirm the direction:
🌊 Void Codex – Chapter 10: The Shadow Over Blackwater (Preview Summary)
After the fall of the Crimson Sect, the world believes peace has returned. But Li Shen, now bound to the sealed fragment of the Codex, feels a growing emptiness inside — a whisper that calls him to the west.
He and Mei Lian journey to the Blackwater Marshes, an ancient drowned kingdom rumored to have vanished after angering the heavens.
There, they encounter:
The Silent Monks of the Drowned Temple, guardians of forbidden verses of the Codex.
A new adversary — a pale assassin who wields "Qi of Silence," able to erase sound, sight, and pain.
And the truth of the Nameless Master's origin — that he once tried to merge with the Void itself… and failed.
The chapter will mix calm mystery, martial tension, and an eerie, spiritual atmosphere — setting up a major revelation about Li Shen's destiny and the next fragment of the Void Codex.