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Chapter 251— Alliance with the Phoenix Clan
Author: Miss Meadows
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The sky above Skyforge City burned wrong.

Lin Dong noticed it the moment he stepped onto the upper terrace reserved for inter-realm envoys. The divine flames that usually flowed in orderly currents now flickered with subtle dissonance—colors bending where they shouldn’t, heat folding inward instead of radiating out. To most, it would appear as nothing more than atmospheric instability, a side effect of recent trials.

To Lin Dong, it felt like a heartbeat skipping.

Arius hovered closer than usual, his flame dim but alert, pulsing in uneven rhythms.

They’re watching again, the spirit whispered. More carefully this time.

Lin Dong didn’t respond aloud. His Nine Flames rotated in disciplined harmony beneath his skin, suppressing their instinct to flare. Since the confrontation with the Celestial Order and the revelation of Arius’ origin, the Frontier itself felt less like a realm and more like a cage crafted of law and expectation.

And cages, Lin Dong knew, always attracted wardens.

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