As Crown Prince Purple Green's voice echoed, countless butterflies emerged from the collapsing ink-wash painting, enveloping Xu Qing in a swirling storm.
With each flutter, they released tricolored dust that filled the surroundings, forming…
A Cage of Fate!
A Cage of Fate treated life as the trajectory of stars, using the authority of fate to intercept and fold these paths into hexagonal prisons.
Those trapped inside would find all their actions—whether divine abilities, spells, or any other movements—twisted and influenced by the power of fate, looping back to form a self-returning closed cycle.
Like being lost in an inescapable maze.
This was the nature of the cage, and with fate layered atop it…
It became an endless cycle of self-repeating fate!
Now, within the dense tricolored dust, Xu Qing faced precisely this scenario.
He stepped forward, shattering the void, only to reappear behind his original position.
Even his Ordinance Law met the same fate.
